The next day, Liam, wearing his black fleece jacket and blue jeans, sat in Miss Bustier's classroom waiting for Literature to start. Kim walked in and walked to Liam's seat.
"Liam, right?" The jock asked.
"Yep. Can I help you?"
"Yeah. I heard about what you did for Alya and Nino. Could you help me out?"
"What do you need?"
"Advice on getting a girl to like me."
Liam went straight-faced. "That depends on the girl."
Kim leaned in whispered in Liam's ear. "Chloe." Kim then stood up straight.
"Chloe?" Liam asked. Kim nodded. "I know the perfect bit of advice when it comes to making her like you." Kim smiled in glee. Then Liam gave his advice. "Choose someone else."
Kim frowned. "That's it?!"
"Face it, Kim. She only loves one boy. We know who that is, and we know he will never love her back. If she says she likes you, she's lying, hoping it'll make him jealous. She'll use you, Kim. Just like she used me to be able to belittle my friends." Liam clenched his fists. "Bitch got what she deserved." Kim backed away slowly, avoiding Liam for the rest of the day...