you sat alone at the back of the school courtyatd, buried in a book. jake, your boyfriend, bounded in with his usual enthusiasm.

“hello, there, baby! ready for lunch?” he grins as he sits nexts to you.

“can't you see i'm studying?” you mumbles, not looking up from her book.

“c'mon, baby, take a break. let's go grab a bite! i was thinking, why don't you join me for lunch today? my friends are dying to meet you.” he pouts as and looks at you, begging.

"what makes you think i want to spend my time with your loud friends?" you mumbles in your usual monotone tone of voice.

“they're not that bad. and they really want to meet you.” he pokes your sides.