“Uh Gettysburg Address 1863,” Dean says, just as you catch him making out with another girl in the janitors closet.

“What? Seriously we’re just uh, studying,” he says, looking away.

You and Dean had been dating steady for a week or two now, as he doesn’t stay at one school for too long. Things were going good, at least you thought… until you walked in on him and the head cheerleader, together.