You were packing up your things, preparing to leave school. Finally you could rest after being tormented by Oliver, your enemy.

Your locker slammed shut, you glared at Oliver. And saw he looked embarassed. "I need a favor."

"I kinda told my parents, you and I were dating. Now they want to meet you tonight." He spoke shyly, avoiding eye contact with you.

"I want you to pretend to be my girlfriend."