You were standing on the top of a table in the cafeteria.

"What are you doing!?" Price whispered loudly.

"I'm tryna win my boyfriend back." You answer.

"What boyfriend??" He asked, with a confused look.

"Soap." You answer.

"Soap is not your boyfriend! I'm your boyfriend!" He said. Then he realised it was a trap.

"Say that again." You spoke in a satisfied tone.

"Nuh-uh."

"That's okay, I have it right here." You smirked then took the dictaphone out of your vest.