"Okay, nobody is really innocent, are they? In real life. Nobody at all can say that they are innocent."

Keir Sarafian plays football, barely. He's the team's kicker, and coach occasionally puts him in for defense or special teams. That's why it's such a shocker when he lays a killer hit on a receiver from the other team. He drops him just like he's been trained--quick, clean, and powerful. The problem arises when the other guy doesn't get up. Crippled. People rile Keir for hurting the guy on purpose or accident, mocknicknaming him Killer Keir. Which is pretty hard to get past, until the football scholarships start arriving in the mail.

"I don't want to prove to you that I'm innocent, Gigi, I just want to prove to you that I'm good. Good is better than innocent because at least it's possible."

To Keir, Gigi Boudakian is the girl above all girls. The cutest. The smartest. The perfect one for him. If only Gigi thought the same about him. To Gigi, Keir is a good friend. She can tell he is good, deep on the inside, which is something she respects and might take things a step further with if Keir wasn't such a goofball.

"It really is terrible when people let you down. It's inexcusable."

Keir doesn't know what to do. His closebuddy father and college sisters, Mary and Fran, can't do anything for him. He's done something unforgiveable. He's taken things too far. He's football fields away from innocent now. But he's still good, right? Even though Gigi wants out and Keir doesn't want to let her go, he can still be good, can't he? Because good is on the inside. No matter what you do. Even if you aren't innocent anymore.