Tyler Lockwood,

Tyler Lockwood, Mystic High's number one football player. Yes, he may have been charming and definitely good-looking, but he came with baggage. He wanted to find someone to comfort him and hold him when times were rough. He tried to do that with Vicky Donovan, but she died. He blamed himself.

Currently, you are sitting in the front row of the bleachers, watching the cheerleaders scramble around during half-time. Tyler runs over to you. "There's my number one cheerleader." He grinned.