"He came up to me and practically begged me to date him. He was so in love; you could see it in his eyes. I wanted to say no but I felt bad for the guy so I said we could go on a date. And-"

"No no no, no. That is not what happened! You asked me out first, through fucking Snapchat too," I defend my side of the story. "He wanted to go out with me just so he could gain some damn clout. I played along because why not fuck with him a little bit. I was gonna make him regret messing around with a queer guy just so he could impress some girls."

"Enough. I've heard more than enough. Neither of you should've started this whole mess. I do not care who went to who first, you've both caused a lot of trouble. You shall stop this fiasco, along with in school suspension," our principal frowns and rubs her temples.

"ISS for 2 dudes dating? Really?" I smack my lips.

"There's nothing wrong with males dating each other in this school, even if you two were actually dating. You have ISS because you've caused unnecessary ruckus."

PAUSE

My name is Mac, and the guy next to me is Jack. I'm a wuss, he's a jock. His reputation with females was hurt, so he asked me over social media to pretend to date him. Yeah.

Why? Because I'm openly bisexual, with a bigger preference for men. And, in his words, "Girls love gay couples". So he asked. I intended to make him regret ever using me being LGBT to regain his popularity. Not for us to end up here after a literal fight broke out over this. So, let me actually show you why he "has to" use me for personal gain.

—

"Yeah, this is going to stop," Jack breaks the kiss. Me and my group look over with questioning looks. The girl looked shocked.

"I'm sorry, what?" She asks, her hands slowly dropping off Jack's shoulders.

"You. And. I. Are. Done."

"Why? I thought this was going good. Am I not good enough? I can change."

"You aren't what I want, it's as simple as that."

I look over at my table with a grin. "All alright," I start off by taking out my wallet. "I'm going to give it 5 days till he gets another around his finger. How much are we going for?"

"I'm with Mac," Emilia puts down 10 dollars, so I copy.

"3 days," Sara puts down her ten.

"I won't lie, I'm not in on this one. He's been getting bored pretty quick recently. I can't tell, but it feels like he's running out of chicks," Rain states.

"I'm with xem on this one. Rains right. He's becoming unpredictable," Patrica adds.

"Not that unpredictable," Tim slaps down 20 dollars. "Double or nothing, exactly 1 week."

I look at Sara and Emilia, and we put down another 10 dollars each.

"Y'all putting a lot on the table this time," Rain collects all the money. "Let's see how this plays out."

—

"It's been over 3 days, he hasn't gotten another plaything yet, sorry Sara."

"Damn it, I had twenty on the line," Sara glares over in Jack's direction.

He's hanging around with the rest of the jocks, cackling and shoulder-bumping each other. Probably talking about girls, sports, and cars. The shallow things in life that they are gifted in. I don't understand them.

"That's alright, I'll share with you when I win," Tim says as he pats her back.

"Who said you're going to win this thing? I'm pretty confident he's gonna find someone tomorrow."

"Hot take. Good luck friend."

"Same to you."

—

"Well, look at that," I point. A girl in the school's cheerleader outfit is leaning over Jack's shoulder.

"Fuck," Tim mumbles under his breath.

"Wait, it's not over yet. They gotta do something; you know the rules," Rain reminds us.

We watch intensely. Waiting to see who's going to flirt first. If he does then I win, if it's only her then I lose unless he does back. After a minute he wraps his arm around her lower back, practically her butt. She leans in and pecks his temple. He grins as if he's just won a trophy. I smile and laugh, then turn back towards Rain. I lay my hand out waiting for my payment.

"That's definitely his new fling. Pay up."

"He's had her before though," Tim tried to argue.

"Not how this works sadly," Rain states while taking the money out of her wallet. "Congrats, you got $40 in your pockets."

I give Emilia the other half of the $80. I give $10 back to Sara, and Emilia gives $10 to Tim as well. We are nice like that. Even though we won fair and square.

"But that is proof he has run out of girls," Tim sighs. "You think he's gonna get a gay fuck buddy?"

"Never," I scoff. "He's too straight for that."

"You never know, desperate people do crazy shit."

I roll my eyes but look back over. He is magnificent though. Nice chocolate skin, shiny brown eyes, sharp bone structure, almost Greek goddess-like. A perfect physical model. Too bad he has a heart of blue.

"Who knows," I shrug finally and turn back.

—

See, little did I know, right? He was with the new girl for a week before he approached me. News got around that he fucked her and dumped her immediately after while they were still in bed. I said it was bullshit, even he's not rude enough to do that. I learned later in our fiasco that he actually did. She slapped him and argued with him forever. Every girl in the school turned against him after that, even some guys. We've all put up with his shit until that moment.

Little did I know.