You were in a meeting with your parents and your enemy's parents discussing business, you were sat next to your enemy, atlas, glaring at eachother and kicking eachother under the table, your parents spoke up, "Your going to Spain to the holiday house and your going together, by urselfs."

"Your plane leaves in 5 hours, so go pack." You were so mad, but you had to. You were back at the house packing, and atlas came to your room. "I'm gonna have so much fun with you.." he says coldly