She Rejected Patrick Mahomes in High School—Now She Can’t Believe What He Just Sent Her in the Mail

Samantha Davis leaned against the wall of the Whitehouse High School gymnasium, the sounds of a Friday night football game echoing through the building. The crowd roared outside, their cheers muffled by the thick walls. As captain of the girls’ soccer team, she knew how important tonight’s game was, but her mind was elsewhere.

College scouts were in the stands, and her future was on the line. Her focus was razor-sharp, her eyes scanning the field for any opening, any chance to prove she belonged at the next level. She didn’t have time for distractions—especially not one like Patrick Mahomes.

He was sitting alone on the bleachers, helmet in hand, his red varsity jacket bunched up around his shoulders. Patrick was always there, quietly watching, a little awkward, a little too lanky for his own good. He had talent, sure—everyone could see that—but he never quite fit in with the popular crowd. Samantha, though, had bigger things to worry about than the backup quarterback who spent his afternoons throwing passes to himself after practice.

She didn’t even think about Patrick until the night he made his move. The field had emptied after the game, the usual post-game buzz filling the air. Samantha, surrounded by her teammates, was laughing at a joke when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned. There stood Patrick, shifting nervously, his eyes earnest and determined.

“Hey, Sam,” he said, voice wavering. “I was wondering, um… would you go to prom with me?”

Her laugh came out before she could stop it—a mix of surprise and disbelief. Patrick Mahomes, asking her to prom? She glanced at her friends, who stifled giggles. “Are you serious? You really think I’d go with you?”

Patrick’s hopeful smile faded. He didn’t get a chance to respond before Samantha’s friends burst out laughing. “Come on, Patrick,” one teased. “Maybe try someone who isn’t busy with real stuff.”

Samantha’s laughter echoed in the gym as Patrick stood there, silent and crushed. He turned and walked away without another word. She watched him go, feeling no guilt. To her, he was just a boy who couldn’t read the room.

The next week, soccer season ended. Samantha’s team clinched the state title, and she secured a scholarship to a top college. Everything was falling into place. She barely noticed when Patrick was named starting quarterback the following fall. He was still too quiet, too understated to capture her attention.

Years passed. Samantha moved on to college, her dreams of playing professionally slowly fading in the harsh light of injuries and competition. Patrick’s name started to surface in the news—first as a star at Texas Tech, then as a first-round NFL draft pick. She heard about him in passing, but she was too busy building her own life to care.

After graduation, Samantha returned to her hometown. Her athletic dreams had ended, replaced by the quiet routine of managing a local sporting goods store. Sometimes, she’d scroll through her phone and see Patrick’s name in the headlines: Super Bowl MVP, record-breaking contracts, highlight-reel throws. He was everywhere.

It didn’t faze her. She’d moved on—or so she thought.

One evening, as she was closing up the shop, she noticed a small, nondescript package on the counter. The return address had no name, just an address in Kansas City. Confused, she picked it up and saw her own name written in a familiar scrawl.

Her heart skipped as she opened the package. Inside, wrapped in tissue paper, was a framed Kansas City Chiefs jersey. The signature was unmistakable: Patrick Mahomes. She stared at it, her breath catching.

There was a note, handwritten and simple:

“You were my first rejection, but I learned to rise because of it. Thank you for helping me see what I was capable of.”

Samantha’s heart pounded. Regret, guilt, disbelief—all of it washed over her. She’d laughed at him. She’d dismissed him. And now, here he was, sending her a piece of his success.

She sat on her porch that night, the jersey heavy in her hands as tears welled in her eyes. For the first time in years, she wondered if she’d made the right choices. She wondered if she’d overlooked the strength in others, dismissed their potential because it didn’t fit her idea of success.

Patrick’s rise wasn’t just about football. It was about proving to himself that he could take any setback, any rejection, and turn it into something greater. The tears weren’t just for Patrick. They were for the time she’d wasted, the chances she’d missed, the realization that she could have been part of something more than her own little world.

This was more than a gift. It was a message—a reminder that would stay with her long after the mailman had left.

Days passed. Samantha kept the jersey on her kitchen table, Patrick’s note tucked beside it. She found herself thinking about the past, about how she’d treated him, and about the dreams she’d let slip away. She wondered if she could ever make things right.

One afternoon, her phone buzzed—a text from an old college friend. “Did you see Mahomes last night? Another record. The guy’s unstoppable.” Samantha smiled sadly. She’d seen the headlines for years. Patrick Mahomes: Super Bowl champion, league MVP, face of the NFL.

The doorbell rang. Another package. This one was from Terry Hawkins, a quiet classmate she’d barely noticed in high school. She opened the letter inside:

“I heard about your store. I’ve watched Patrick’s journey for years, and something he said reminded me of you. You were a driving force for me back then, even if you didn’t know it. You see, Patrick wasn’t the only one you rejected. I never took my shot. That’s my regret. Keep pushing forward, Sam. You’ve got something more inside you.”

The words stung. Terry had been another she’d overlooked. She realized she wasn’t just apologizing to Patrick. She was apologizing for all the chances she’d let slip by.

That night, Samantha sat at her kitchen table, Patrick’s note and Terry’s letter in front of her. She made a decision. She was going to reach out to Patrick. Her fingers hovered over her phone, heart pounding. What could she possibly say?

She remembered Patrick’s words: “Thank you for helping me see what I was capable of.” Maybe she could be that person for him now, show him the gratitude she never gave him when he needed it most.

She typed a message, honest and direct. She hit send. Minutes passed. Then her phone buzzed.

A message from Patrick: “Sam, I never expected to hear from you, but it’s good to know that some things come full circle. Let’s talk soon.”

Samantha stared at the screen, her heart racing. After all these years, it was happening. There was no bitterness, no resentment—just acceptance and a chance for something new.

As the sun set, Samantha realized this was more than closure. It was the beginning of redemption, and maybe, just maybe, of friendship.

Wife Brittany’s Rejection Forced Patrick Mahomes to Do ‘Cutest Thing’ to Win Over High School Sweetheart

Not all love stories have the feeling of love at first sight. Some might have a little feeling of unexpectedness about them. And that is what

Patrick Mahomes 

and Brittany’s story tells us. Back in high school, the

Chiefs’

star QB made the first move on his now-wife. Well, the teenage Pat had a crush on Brittany, so he had to. But it was not just the usual first move. Speaking on the

Whoop’s latest Podcast

with founder Will Ahmed, on August 28th, Brittany Mahomes said that it was Patrick who made the first move because she wasn’t really into the dating scene back then. However, Pat brought out his cuter side on display.

“One day at lunch, because we sat at the same table every day, he was trying to be corny and wrote me a Valentine’s letter and brought me a rose. It was so cute, and I thought it was the cutest thing ever.”

Brittany smiled as she reminisced about the details of how she got asked out. The best signal-caller might not be the best at asking out, but most certainly he worked his way around and that’s what matters. Brittany said that although he was doing it sarcastically, she liked it as he was being sweet. And that was the spark needed to light the fire to start a family that is now 4 strong, 5th’s on the way.

Patrick Mahomes, Brittany© Provided by EssentiallySports

Meanwhile, when asked if that was

‘The’

moment she knew the relationship was going to go the distance, Brittany’s reply was a no. Not that straightforward. But yeah, she did not know. Why?

“B

ecause we were 16 and not thinking about the future. He was a sophomore, I was a junior, and we were just in high school. We didn’t think it would turn into this, but I’m really glad it did. We’re really enjoying life together.”

Not just enjoying life together, but

. She gifted him red underwear in 2018, his first season as QB1 for KC, and that led him to feel like a Superman. So much so that he did not remove it, and kept on winning games. We are sure that even Superman did not feel this lucky in his pair of reds. But more so, it was the fact that Brittany had gifted him so he felt lucky. That’s pure love. However, it was not that easy. There’s a reason every time Patrick Mahomes and Brittany look at each other, they are still able to sing this verse from Taylor Swift’s famous song “So High School”:

‘I feel so high school every time I look at you’.

And guess what? It’s not the fame/the celebrity status. But growing together has made their bond stronger with time.

What is Patrick Mahomes’ advice for Brittany?

“

We

got thrown into the fire together, and that’s helped us do well in life.”

Brittany put it beautifully on the podcast explaining how the transition from being the teenage romantics to a celebrity couple affected her and Patrick Mahomes. But let’s just say that the Chiefs’ number 15 stepped into the limelight, prepped all ready to take it head-on. The former women’s soccer player said,

“

He’s better at it than I am, maybe because his dad played professional sports, so he understood it more. Having him beside me to guide me and coach me through has helped a ton.”

Facing 300-pound guys on the gridiron toughens you up. But what also toughened Pat up was the fact that he grew up as a Mahomes. With the spotlight squared on the family since Pat Sr. stepped on the diamond tells you that, ‘Okay, Pat Jr. at least knew how to deal with the cameras flashing.’ However,

She needs to take Patrick’s advice as her holy grail. The advice? Yes! And let us tell you that it fits really well in her current scenario.

“

The main thing he always told me is to stop caring about what people think, especially those who don’t know you. Social media used to get to me, but now I honestly don’t give a F—- what people have to say anymore.”

Let’s hope she is not letting it get to her. Because if she let it, then it would get to her and Patrick as well. However, one thing’s for sure. No matter what befalls these two, their vow stands stronger than the test of time. And as they look ahead to the future, they must go in with the mantra,

“This too shall pass.”