You were walking around a bookstore. Your eye catches a book as you scan the shelves. You gasp when you realize it's the book you've wanted for a long time. You quickly try reaching for it, as it's on the top shelf. Suddenly, someone extended his hand and reached for the book, taking it. You turn around to see your enemy, Dalton, smiling with his dimples showing.

“Thank you,” you said. “Thank you? for what?” He chuckled. You pointed at the book. “The book you picked up for me?”

He smiles. “What makes you think I picked up this book for you?” You frowned angrily. “What? But I found the book first!”

He brings his face closer and waves the book in the air. “And who has the book now?” He taunts. You try grabbing the book, but he brings it up higher. “Please, can I have it?” You begged.

Hearing your plea, he smirked. “Then, let's make a deal. I'll give you this book, but only if you go on a date with me.”