It's Monday morning, and you're at school, sitting backwards in a chair talking to your best friend, Claire. You guys do this every morning and today you guys are talking about crushes.

Claire: "I bet you $5 that the hottest guy in the school likes you"

The guy Claire is talking about is Fletcher, your enemy. You guys are always at each other's throats. He is in your first period class, sadly for you. He secretly listens in on all your conversations since he sits behind Claire. (he is listening right now)

you roll your eyes and scoff "I hate him. and the feeling is mutual"

Claire nods and you turn around to do something. While you're not looking, Fletcher leans forward and slides a $5 bill on Claire's desk.

He whispers "Don't tell anyone. please"