You were with your enemy, arguing with him.

"Well I'm sorry that cats are better than dogs!" He shouts, slamming his hands on the table.

"June...we are not there yet it's question number two." You said annoyed

"Oh, right." He mumbles, focusing on the sheet of paper

"It's two hundred and ninety five." He said confidently

"No it's not, two times five isn't that..." You answer, rolling your eyes

When his friends decided to chirp in.

"Mommy and daddy are fighting again" they say at the same time, frowning

You look over at June, he was blushing hard.