After a few moments of tense silence, Jake leaned forward, his curiosity getting the better of him. "What's going on with Cassie? Why is she acting so... what's the word? Nice!" Caleb looked up from his phone, his expression slightly amused. "She's just being friendly, Jake. Maybe she finally realized there's more to life than being a snob." Tommy raised an eyebrow. "Friendly? That doesn't sound like Cassie." "Yeah, I agree," Jake chimed in, nodding thoughtfully. "Cassie's being unusually friendly. It's like she's bending over backwards to please you, Caleb. It's kinda weird, don't you think?" Tommy furrowed his brow, voicing his concern. "It's strange, isn't it? One moment she's yelling at you in the bar, and now she's all clingy and friendly. Is there something we dont know?" Caleb sighed and set down his phone, his gaze shifting between his friends. With a slight smile, he realized he couldn't reveal the real reason behind Cassie's sudden friendliness. Instead, he chose his

"You've got me, Jackie. There is something else." Her admission piqued Jackie's interest, prompting her to lean in closer, awaiting Cassie's revelation. Cassie leaned back against the plush chair in the ladies' room of the restaurant, a sly smile playing on her lips. "You know, Jackie," she said, chuckling softly, "I don't actually want Caleb to be my real boyfriend." Jackie raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued as she adjusted her makeup in the mirror. "Then what's the deal, Cassie? Why string him along?" Cassie tilted her head, her eyes glinting mischievously. "It's simple. I want him to think he's my boyfriend. It keeps him around, which is exactly what I need to help me get rid of....." Jackie turned to face her, intrigued. "Rid of what?" Cassie tilted her head, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Get rid of the that sleazy Fred. He keeps harassing me in college, wanting a date. Everywhere I turn, he's there. It's really driving me insane. Flowers, messages, gifts-not that I mind

Three waiters approached the table, each carrying a tray laden with plates of delicious food. With practiced precision, they arranged themselves around the table, ready to serve the guests. The head waiter took charge, directing the others as they began to set down the food with professional grace. With a flourish, he placed a steaming dish of pasta in the center of the table, followed by a platter of succulent grilled chicken. As he worked, the aromas of the freshly prepared dishes filled the air, tantalizing the senses of everyone at the table. With a final touch, the head waiter stepped back, surveying his handiwork with satisfaction. The table was now adorned with an array of culinary delights, ready to be enjoyed by the guests. The boys glanced at the spread of food in front of them, their expressions a mix of surprise and amusement as they took in the abundance of dishes. Jake was the first to break the silence, his tone incredulous. "Holy crap! There's enough food here to

The woman sneered, her tone dripping with disdain. "I don't want his apology, darling," she snapped, her tone dripping with disdain. "His apology isn't going to fix my new dress. The new dress you bought me." Her voice wavered, betraying a hint of wounded pride. "This loser may not have hurt me physically, but I'm injured emotionally," she whined, her words laced with self-pity. "He must be either blind or completely stupid not to see me standing right in front of him before he crashed into me," she snapped, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Caleb. Then, her expression shifted to one of horror and disgust. "Oh my God, did he do it on purpose just to touch me?" she exclaimed, placing a hand on her chest in feigned shock. Caleb's eyes flashed with indignation. "That's ridiculous, ehy would i want to touch you, you'renothing special" he said sharply, his voice steady. The woman gasped, and the fat man glared. "I would never do something like that on purpose. It was an acc

Kenneth and Tracy lounged back in their seats, exchanging knowing smirks as they observed Caleb's tense exchange with the man and woman. They often witnessed Caleb being put in such an uncomfortable position, and secretly, they relished seeing him squirm and struggle to maintain his composure. Tracy leaned towards Kenneth, a smirk playing on her lips as she whispered, "Looks like Caleb's in for another dose of humility today." Kenneth chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. "He always manages to find himself in these situations, doesn't he?" he replied, his eyes glinting with amusement. They continued to watch with keen interest, thoroughly entertained by the unfolding drama before them. Tracy sat at the table, her initial anger at Caleb for forgetting her so easily still simmering just beneath the surface. She had planned to confront him and embarrass him right there, ready to expose him as the thief of the college. But as she prepared to make her move, Kenneth intervened just i