Diana's P. O. V
"Lover's test?." I asked raising a brow at their absurd idea. How old were we exactly? Ten?. Why don't we also cancel out the letters of our names and predict our futures?!.
"Yes, I have an app on my phone for that exact reason. It's main purpose is to ensure both your level of comparability." Jas explained, scrolling through her apps.
"You both write out the answer on a piece of paper and reveal your answer, and we compare both of your answers at the end." Jasmine added.
"In order words, the more questions you both answer in sync, the more believable your story will be." Makela let out, with a cocky grin on her smug look on her.
I sneered at her, knowing that she was purely doing this to spite me. Even a blind person could see where this was headed.
"So, do you both agree to it?." Jasmine asked, holding her phone close to her face, smiling into it.
"Absolutely not!."
"Hell yeah!."