Deflecting successful A.F. Wouldn't be the last time I was in the middle of a warring couple. But it is always nice - and weird - when some high school relationships are healthier than actual adult ones.

So I’m in the cafeteria the next day and it feels weird. Not bad weird, no, just that people are sitting with me. And they’re cuddling. My uncle raises puppies and when they’re all puddled up together, they still aren’t all over each other as much as Thessaly and Tiburon are right now. Like, she’s all over his lap.

“So how long has this been going on?”

Thessaly flashes me the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on a girl. “Not too long. But we're enjoying it. Right, truffles?”

“Absolutely.”

Aaaaaand they kiss. My body has a volatile reaction. I want less of it, but at the same time, I’m…happy? I think it’s because these are two people who actually mean something to me. But I am a bit concerned. They’re clique jumping at the busiest time of the day and that’s still a no-no.

“Is it kosher to be doing that where everyone can see you?”

Tibby smiles to me now. “You've broken down the barriers. There are no more divisions. Kids are comfortable enough hang out with whoever they want.”

“But you're faces. Should you be hanging out with me?”

“That doesn't seem to matter either. You've changed that, too.”

The very kawaii Puro champion gazes into her dude’s eyes. “Plus, your quick thinking allowed us to be shown off in front of everyone. They think we got together because he rescued me from you.”

“Glad I could do that for you. I just...uh...”

Thessaly finally looks up from her man. “What's up?”

“I've never really had people eat lunch with me before.”

Both Tibby and Thessaly look at me like I’m a bird with a broken wing. I hate it, but you can’t control your friends’ faces, can you?

“We'll eat with you forever after what you've done for us. You've conquered so much.”

I’m irritated at the faces and my predicament. “Yeah, well, it stops here. No title match. I lose my other title next Monday.”

“Yeah, what gives? You said Blair was on board,” inquires Tibby.

Oh boy. Am I gonna have to tell’m? I mean, I don’t have to. But…friends tell each other stuff, right?

“He was, but, uh...what would you guys say if I knew the real reason for all this? Having nothing to do with my heel turn?”

Thessaly climbs off of her man and right next to me in one smooth motion like some ninja.

“Then I'd say spill the tea, bitch.”

I take a breath and forget everything I learned in promo class and say it all in one breath.

“ImighthavemaybekissedtheStudentCouncilPresidentwhiletheKingChampionsaw.”

My friends stare at me. They each blink twice. Tibby reacts first, then Thessaly.

“No, no maybe. You did.”

“Nah-ni!?”

I look to my friends’ collective raised eyebrows and try to explain myself.

“It just sorta happened. But how do I get that guaranteed match back?”

Tibby points a finger at me. “You did your part of the bargain. You should go the Principal.”

“No, baby. The Principal is in the pocket of the entire Kings clique,” objects Thes.

Tibby shrugs. “Well I've done all I can do.”

A phone goes off singing in…German? Thessaly answers looking at my very frightened and confused face.

“What? It’s the Attack on Titan theme. I’m still following my trope.”

She, appropriately, readjusts the volume settings on her phone as she reads a text.

“Oh, truffles, my friends wanna meet up. They've been setting up the programming for our game.”

“Yeah? Yo, Grimm, we gotta vamos. But you'll know what to do.”

Thessaly’s big eyes get even bigger.

“The ceremony! Make your case in front of the whole school. The place'll riot if they deny you after that.”

The heteros leave, holding hands and bouncing with excitement. I’m left to stew in all my chaotic thoughts that I’ve been having stress dreams about. That’s not supposed to happen to ‘til college, is it? Not important.

What was important, though, was that Thessaly’s advice would be the best and worst thing I would ever follow.