I need a real man. Let's make Eric jealous.

His weak demeanor and wimpy attitude made me hate my date even more than I thought I did, as I remembered how he asked me out. I needed to show him how a real man can simply get what he wants without stumbling over his words. I needed Samuel to help me prove my point.

I needed to put Eric in his place, and I had just seen him go inside of the gymnasium again, his hurt face apparent.
"I need you to help me make someone jealous." I announced, unabashedly, even in front of his girlfriend.
"Oh that's interesting. Who's that guy that doesn't know what they're missing? Is it your date?" His curiosity peaked.
"Yes." I lowered my voice just a bit. His date wasn't a student in our school after all.
"I like the way you think, girl. Count me in."

His date was quick to interject and try to convince him against it, but he cut in:
"It's a quick thing to help a friend in need. I'll be back." He told her with a wink, before standing up to attention.
"Come on, let's go in."