“Okay then one question.” I said.
“No it does not include any physical or traumatizing harm.”
“Then i’m in…i guess.”
“Okay good, so you’re going to pretend go out with me.”
“Wait what?”
“It’s pretend, and plus you’re not even my type, and i just want to see her get hurt.” She shook my hand.
I shook it. This plan is either going to backfire, or go totally wrong.

“Look there she is.” Cassie inclined her head toward the window.
“She’s looking at us.”
“Good.” She kissed me.
Whoa. I kissed her back.
She pulled away. “Now don’t make it obvious, but look, she’s pissed.” She bit her lip from smiling.

“Adam, no PDA .” Mr. Hawkins said as he walked into Chem.
“Sorry.”
“Mhm, so i’m guessing your Cassandra.” He looked at her.
“Cassie.”
“Okay, well why don’t you sit with Erica?”
“Uh-”
“Sure she can.” Erica fake smiled.
“Great.” Mr. Hawkins smiled, oblivious to the death glares.
“Yeah great.” I heard Cassie mumble as she walked to Erica’s desk.

I couldn’t help but laugh. At least her desk is in front of mine.