Brandon's P.O.V.

I was sitting with Chris and Tiffany in Lunch, while Tiffany babbled on and on about how quick Henry had moved on. "Tiffany, how many times do I have to tell you? It was my fault; he dumped me," I told her. "Still Brandon! He just cannot move on so fast! It is against the rules!" she said. "What rules?" Chris asked her. "Relationship rules," she said. "Who made them Tiffany?" "Me," she said, with great pride. I shook my head in disbelief.

Just then Jake came and sat on our table. Tiffany was the one who spoke up first, "Go back to your boyfriend; nobody invited you here." "To be honest, somebody did," Jake said, pointing towards me. "What do you want?" I asked bluntly. "Do you remember that thing that Jane Levesque started; I mean, you should. So, Harry is planning to restart that, but with the Juniors too. We need the Art Club's permission, and um, Tiffany can get it easily," he explained. "I am so not becoming Henry's handmaiden," Tiffany said before I could even react.

"What exactly is this thing?" I asked Jake. Jake nodded towards Chris. Chris rolled his eyes and said, "Jane believed in destiny and those sorts of things. She literally made Tinder in school. But only for the seniors."

"That's bullsh*t," I said. "I know. But if Henry wants it, he'd probably get it," Chris said. "Tiffany, please!" Jake did the puppy-dog eyes thing. Tiffany looked at me. I shrugged. "Fine. But dare he ask for another favor," Tiffany said. "Okay, bye!" Jake went away.

Then Chris suddenly said, "Don't you find it weird?" "What?" "He did not react to us calling Harry, Henry."

"Maybe he told him," Tiffany said. "Yeah," I said, standing up.

Henry's P.O.V.

"What did he say?" I asked Jake. "That the idea is complete sh*t; Tiffany said yes," Jake answered. "Seriously, this feels like we are two little kids, plotting a plan that could backfire miserably, oh wait. That is true," I said thinking about our not-so-vicious plan. "Oh shut up! Revenge is revenge. I am telling you, even if it backfires, it would be some serious fun," Jake told me. "Yeah and the cost of the plan backfiring would be Brandon hating me more than he hates the idea of fate and destiny," I said. "Can you stop being so fussy? The plan won't backfire, and you'll have your boyfriend intact, that's that," Jake said, getting irritated now. "Alright," I said and dumped the tray into the trashcan.

Jane's P.O.V.

Harry had called me and asked about the basics of the real-life-Tinder which I had started. I was seriously taken aback. "What the hell is going on there?" I asked him. "Oh, nothing much. Just following the footprints of my great sister," he answered. "You can't do flattery," I told him, "Where's Bran?" "He is not here," he told. "Then where?" "At his home, probably." "What the hell happened over there?!" I asked. "We broke up; now tell me about the dope thing you started, and don't ask questions about my ex," he said so casually that I thought he was joking. "Fine, I'll tell you about my great deeds," I told him everything.

I seriously didn't believe the breakup thing till I saw another guy in his room. 

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