With some students staying upstairs for lunch, Silas and Camila were invited by Royal's acquaintances, to the surprise of the former.

"Am I being punked," looking around for hidden videos recording.

"What, no," finding several other acquaintances. "There's this new app that gives a percent of people's chemistry to see if they'd work best as friends or partners."

"It could be fun."

He squinted. Whatever the gender swapped version of men's intuition is...something's up. "Fine, sighing."

"Question 1: what sport would you watch together?"

He makes fun of guys for playing basketball all the time-

And she usually plays with soccer with me

"Soccer."

"Question 2: do you get jealous, and do you think the other person gets jealous?"

He'll probably said no about me, but I dunno about him.

I'm jealous towards everything, but she's never gotten jealous outside of jokes.

They answered no for her, but he answered yes for him.

"Would your partner rather hang out with you or go to an Ice Spice concert?"

"He would probably invite me and make fun of everyone recording her ass."

She'd probably think I wouldn't go but would crack jokes and roll with the vibes."

"Both," they said in unison.

"4. Does the other person show up early or late to see you?"

Easy, early.

"5. Do they judge how you look?"

No? Even when I don't wear makeup.

If she did, we wouldn't be friends.

Easy no.

"6. Where would you go on vacation?"

I think he'd pick Japan.

I think she'd think I'd pick Japan but we can't speak the language. Maybe Florida?

Wrong, surprising them.

"7. Would the other person say is your best attribute?"

Probably their kindness,

"8. What's something both of you need to work on?"

Being more open?

Confidence?

They were shocked to see they weren't on the same page there.

"9. What's one hobby you two can do together?"

Easy, art.

He was about to answer the same thing when he noticed one of the girls texting as Camila answered, waiting for his response.

Is she texting our responses to someone else...five right, three wrong so far: sorry Camila.

He answered being annoying, much to Camila's confusion as they heard the head scratching final question.

"Would you cheat on your partner if you two were together?"

An answer Camila anticipated he was going to answer easily left them shocked at his speechless indecision. Seconds felt like eternity until he opened with his mouth.

"Absolutely."

Her and their classmates were completely stunned by this answer, as he grinned when the lie detector determined he was telling the truth.

"Only on a Spanish Test."

It only took five seconds for them to respond.

"Huh?"

"What! You can't answer like that!"

"Check the app," teasing them, while Camila turned him around.

"Seriously?"

"Camila, we've been friends for almost seven months. You knew my answer already. Be~sides, you're too good for anyone stupid enough to cheat on you, obviously."

He walked over to the machine to tap it when he noticed an image on one of the girl's phones from WhatsApp, taking a photo of it and zooming in.

Good. If they do well to get together or find out if he's still trying to make moves on Camila, lmk.

He glared. Someone's that jealous to go after me? Alright, bet.

They disqualified him for abusing a technicality, and he faked storming out. Camila followed him as he predicted.

"Why are you acting so weird?"

"Phew, you noticed," showing it to her.

"You think that was from Arden?"

"I'm not gonna pretend that I don't, but someone was watching me the other day and it would feel weird not to tell you. I'm not gonna sabotage his chances with you, but if someone is trying to mess with me to make a mark on you, no way in hell should you take the blame."

"I'll talk to him."

"Camila!"

His voice shook her.

"Look, you know him more than me and if he's trying to redeem himself for you then I don't think we should blame him without evidence. You could hint at it, But this is your second chance with the guy that you love. Don't waste it on someone like me."

"Stop saying that about yourself, you're worth it to me...and," holding back her conflicting voice, "I want you to be that way for the right person!"

He paused. You don't think you're the right person for me? No, don't overthink it, take a deep breath and ease his mind.

"Just talk to him. I know what it's like to be jealous. But I'm not gonna use that as an excuse, I'll just be cautious," prefering to calm her down than share suspicions.

Though she looked conflicted, his smile was enough to soothe her confusion.

"Okay, I'll talk to him, but if someone's following you, tell me next time! How weren't you scared."

"Oh, well I wasn't alone."

"You, oh with who?"

"Just some friends," hand waving it. "Let's go back."

Wondering why he didn't add further detail as usual, a thread in her heart connected to him loosened.

When they came back, Silas and Camila were told the results of the competition after hearing the others get scores of twenty-percent, sixty percent, and forty percent.

"So your chances of being in a romantic relationship are: fifty percent!"

They briefly looked at each other with the same thought, but Silas' eyes saw them texting Arden.

"Tch, it got this high," laughing, "dating her would just make my life more chaotic and confusing, you'd have to be essentially crazy to wanna date her."

Everyone else looked at him with contempt when he texted her.

Play along, look down.

Her eyes peered down, seeing his fingers crossed.

Jerk, throwing her sketchboard at him light enough he could fake it causing him to fall to the floor, and the shocking laughter drowning the thought she may have made the wrong choice.