I'm a Model that's Undercover as The School's Nerd

On my way to lunch, I had another encounter with Andrew, who was waiting at my locker.

I wouldn't be surprised if he’d never left the spot this morning.

"What do you want?" I asked, opening my locker.

"You were good earlier, I'll admit that. I almost thought I was that drunk yesterday, but it doesn't matter now because I figured out what you're going to do," he said, making me stop what I was doing and look at him, raising an eyebrow as a signal to continue talking.

"Oh, and what am I going to do exactly?" I asked, not at all amused or excited.

"You're supposedly some nerd, so you'll do my homework. I have a book report due Friday along with a history project. You'll come over and do both," he said.

I burst out laughing. "You can't be serious." I shook my head as I grabbed my last few books for the day before shutting my locker. "Why would I come to your place to do your homework?"

He shrugged. "You owe me."

I thought it over, and it wouldn't be that bad. Only those two things? Seemed easy enough. Plus, I’ve already seen a couple different sides of this Andrew Carter. Maybe spending some time with him could make me discover who he actually was. The drunken fool? Or something more? Either way, for some reason I was curious and I definitely wanted to know the answer.

"So, only those two things and then I'm free?" I asked, although I couldn’t care less about this deal. It was my goal of knowing more about the rumored delinquent than anything else.

He shook his head. "Oh, my bad. I forgot to mention. You'll be doing it for the next month."

I scoffed. "No way in hell. One week."

"Four weeks."

"Two," I argued and he thought it over.

"Fine, two it is," he agreed.

"And I'll do it at my own time at my house."

This time, it was his turn to argue. "No, because you need to do quality work. Not your AP quality work."

I smirked, tilting my head to the side a bit. "So, I just need to forget to dot my I's, write my name, and only do half the assignment then?" I asked sweetly, causing him to glower.

at my

to argue, but he had already

"I don't have your address," I yelled and he just kept

said before walking out of the building. Yes, in the middle of a

to question it. When I entered the cafeteria, it was obnoxiously loud due to all the booming voices from my classmates. I spotted

I am never listening to you again," I groaned, sitting down on the

"Why? What'd I do now?" Tori questioned.

you told me to, and Mr. Ollie wasn't there, but Andrew and his group were there, so he blackmailed me that he would mention it to Stacey if I didn't do something for

"Oh, my gosh, you are so lucky! He can, like, make you have a make-out session with him for hours. I'm not seeing the problem with this."

see that was the last thing I

would it be a big deal if he told

against me just like the rest of the school population, so she'd be pissed if she found out she didn't win a round of 'Who's the better bitch' yesterday. I mean, she

"She has a mysterious vendetta against everyone," Tori agreed. “I heard she

the new girl and the other was Clancy,

the

Haven't you heard that the most secret part of a boy is where he lives?" Katy gushed once again.

I only shrugged, playing it off like it wasn't that big of a deal. Although, in reality that’s how

with that. No one around here would want me to either because, apparently, I'm the school's nerd. The player and the nerd don't mix." I was partly telling the truth since I really didn’t need the attention, but curiosity was a little more ruling

that. It's something Stacey's friend, Hailey, started a while back when

letting me know,"

"Well, you still don't have to talk to him exactly. You just do his school work," Tori said and I silently agreed. She did have a point. If things

but I'll be right back. I have to make a call, and I'm

Clover! Can you grab me a

and will never gain a pound. It's nice for her, but I have to admit, I sometimes felt jealous since I have an agent who makes me run a

not two, just one.

time, she's made me run almost every day to keep in shape and gave me a strict diet. One I broke last night with those fries and burger,

do you want?" the lunch lady asked, staring blankly at me. Her flat tone showed off just how

cheeseburger and a chicken

said, handing

tell her, handing her a twenty-dollar bill, hoping it will brighten up her day a little.

I stepped outside and dialed

Mary said into

sorry I missed your call. I was in class,"

wanted to let you know you're going to New York this coming weekend.