*y/n pov*
Me and Oliver broke up few days ago.
I walked to my locker and opened it. After i closed it i spotted Oliver's enemy Infront of me, junior. He leaned against the locker beside me, smirking.
Y/n- ughh... what do you want?
I groaned as i looked at him.
Junior- i told you that you were to good for him.
He teased. I rolled my eyes, as i hit my head on my Locker. My eyes widen when the next sentence left his mouth.
Junior- you know... I could be a better boyfriend than him.
I examined his face. He was serious.
Junior- you want to piss him off right? I can help with that.
He offered.
