You were packing up your things, preparing to leave school. Finally you could rest after being tormented by Lachie, your enemy. Your locker slams shut, you glare at Lachie. He looks embarrassed. "I need a favor."

You narrow your eyes. "I kinda told my parents you and I were dating. Now they want to meet you tonight." He speaks shyly, avoiding eye contact with you. "I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend."