The story of us

Mr rich jerk

You'd think with the bout of bad luck i got yesterday (except maybe for the $10000 cheque, i was still confused about that) i would get a normal monday. Sorry, no such thing here.

So on monday i was sitting at my desk at the side of the class, doodling in my notebook. Side sits are best, nobody notices anyone there, even teachers.

You are wondering why nobody has come up to gossip with me yet. Then i'd tell her all about that hot irritating idiot that treated money like trash.

I guess in the high sch heriachy, i could be found somewhere in the bottom. I mean like every sane person i wanna be popular but i kinda got sick of having to fit in. Like everyone i meet, after the first week i feel the strain of fitting in. So i dont believe in everlasting friendship, everyone splits up eventually. Im just seperating myself earlier. Its fine if you dont share my views though, i dont expect you to.

Footsteps echoed. Mr Tweet was here. A confident splatter of footsteps followed. Probably some late student. 'Good morning class, we have Mr Troy Coupri here with us. Class please welcome him' Mr Tweet commanded. I looked up to take a peek.

Wonder who it was...

It was Mr rich jerk.

I gave a audible gasp and he turned to my direction.

He smirked.

Oh shit, no please no ...of all places?

All the girls were swooning and squealing in excitment. Damn him. Hed better naot tell anyone about the kiss.

'Now, would anyone like to give Mr Troy here a tour of the school? Other than the usual few.' he stared pointedly at the cheerleader squad. A number of hands went up. Wait...if i could convince him not to tell...My hand shot up in the air.Mr Tweet smiled in relief and picked me.

Scrambling out of my sit, i ran to him and as dignified as i could, i lead him out of the class.

'Miss me already?' he chuckled.

'Do not!' i scowled.

'Right.' he raised his eyebrows.

'I did not miss you!' i yelled in a fit of anger.

'Hey, chill...i didnt disagree...'

I glared at the ground, clenching my hands.

'Whatever, the only reason i ask to give you a tour of the sch was to ask you politely' i eyed him, 'if you could not mention to anyone that you kissed me.'

'Who said i wanted anyone to know that we kissed?'

'We did not kiss, you kissed me!' i protested.

'Whatever.' he rolled his eyes.

Normally i would have made him eat his words but today i was just relieved.

' So...you wont tell anyone?' i asked with wide pleading eyes.

'Who said that?' he smirked with a wicked glint in his eyes.

' Oh come on! Cut me some slack!'

Infuriating right?

' I have an idea. You'll help me with something and i wont tell. How' s that? Of course i will give you some money too...how bout five thousand per week? But i only need you do it for two weeks so, ten thousand in total...okay?'

'Erm...thanks?' Truth to be told i was surprised he was going to pay me but hey, this was Mr rich jerk so...

'Sure?'

'Yeah...' i hope it wouldnt be that bad.

'I want you to act as my girlfriend.'