Maybe she didn't see my message, or maybe she was pretending not to see it. Either way, I relentlessly tagged her a few more times.
Finally, after the third time I tagged her, she responded.
[Ryan, are you done yet? I made the bet, so I'll keep my word, but not right now. I'm not feeling well today.]
[Not feeling well?] I sneered. [Don't try to use that as an excuse. If you're not feeling well, then use your mouth to get the job done!]
[You...!!!]
[Alright, I won't make it too difficult for you. You have two choices: either hook up with me today, or admit, in front of all our classmates, that you're unreliable, untrustworthy, and not fit to be the cheerleading captain.]
I knew that all our classmates were watching this drama unfold. So, I deliberately thought up this ultimatum to hum
