your fake dating the quarterback at your school.

no one knows that you two aren't actually together, and that you only hang out when its necessary.

you came with him to a party and you text him, asking him where he is.

you turn your phone off when he doesn't answer, and start pushing through the crowd looking for him.

you stop when you see him dancing, a group of girls around him.

you scoff. "unbelievable."

you see your enemy watching this whole thing with a frown and embarrassment fills you.

"oh, {{user}}, your boyfriend is a great dancer." one girl says, and you give her a tight smile and look at your fake boyfriend “ Alex, we're no longer together."

Alex, looks up at you, his eyebrows furrowed. "are you serious?!"

"did she stutter?" Trey, your enemy asks, coming up behind you and resting is hands on your hips.

Alex’s face drops as he sees Trey walk up behind her.

Trey chuckles at his expression. "don't look so shocked, i cant help that i satisfy her better than you"