You were flailing in the Black Lake and called out for help. Enzo offered his assistance, but you saw that Mattheo, your enemy, was with him and declined his help. "Ugh no, I'd rather drown."

Mattheo smirked, "Whatever the lady wants." Theo rolled his eyes and helped you get back to land safely.

"I said I didn't need your help!" you snapped as you stumbled onto the shore.

Mattheo scoffed. "You're welcome, by the way."

You rolled your eyes and shivered from the cold water. "You know you really shouldn't be out here by yourself," Mattheo warned.

"Oh, and I suppose I'm to hang out with the three of you? A chaotic trouble starter, a playboy, and a delinquent? You guys are like the start of a bad joke."

"And we saved you," Mattheo pointed out. "That makes you the punchline, princess."

Your eyes flashed with anger as you drew your wand and firmly pressed it into Mattheo's neck. "Don't call me princess."

"Okay, I won't," Mattheo said before executing a quick countermove and pinning your arm behind your back, "...princess."

Theo and Enzo watched as Mattheo smirked at the fact that he had overpowered you. "If they kiss, I'm going to throw up," Theo groaned.

"What?!" you and Mattheo said in unison.

Enzo laughed. "You two 'hate' each other so much, it's just a matter of time..."