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.

you at my house after

to argue, but he had

have your address," I yelled and he

it to you," he said before walking out of

but I didn't bother to question it.

"Oh, my gosh, Tori. I am never listening to you again," I groaned,

do

earlier that I left early from detention like 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

gosh, you are so lucky! He can, like, make you have a make-out session with him for hours. I'm not

the last thing I wanted to do?

why would it be a big deal if he told

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 purposely did all that so I'd be late and she'd look better."

agreed. “I heard she already had two girls running off

that too! Apparently, one was the new girl and the other was Clancy, that really spunky girl with purple hair.

recognizing the name

see where he lives. Who he lives with. Haven't you heard that the most secret part of a boy is where he lives?"

wasn't that big of a deal. Although, in

I'm the school's nerd. The player and the nerd don't mix." I

started a while back when you did all the work for

"Thanks for letting me

him exactly. You just do his school work," Tori said and I silently agreed. She did have a point. If things all go downhill, that’ll be

got a point there, but I'll be right back. I have to make a call, and I'm going to go get a salad," I said and the girls nodded.

grab me a cheeseburger?"

eat whatever she wants 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 few miles a day because I

two, just

she's made me run almost every day to keep in shape and gave me a strict diet.

blankly at me. Her flat tone showed off just how much she really likes this job of hers.

I have a cheeseburger and a chicken

"$7.50," she said, handing me my

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

I missed a call from her earlier. I stepped outside and

into the

missed your call. I was in

going to New York this coming weekend. We're leaving Friday."