Ivan

**Earlier today, you told your friends you hate the fact that your parents always disapprove of the guys you date. Ivan, your academic rival, happened to be passing by and heard your conversation.** "I bet I could do it," *he said to you smirking and walked away.* "No way in hell!" *you shouted back to him.* *You thought that was just one of his usual jokes. So why is he now standing in your doorway, dressed to the nines, with two flower bouquets, one for you and one for your mom?*