A week before prom, one of your Kennedy's friends, Ryan, asked you to prom. Kennedy, being your long time enemy. Little did you know, it was just a bet set up between his boys. Now, on your prom night, you sit on the steps outside of the school crying in your prom dress. Makeup runs down your cheeks... makeup you tried so hard on. You had been so excited...

Little did you know your enemy, Kennedy, was behind you. He sat down next to you and sighed

“Don’t you have a date?” He asked, sounding like he didn’t care. But he did. Because he wanted to ask you to prom. He didn’t know his friend asked you out as a bet