Super Rich Kids (GxG)

Useless Plans and Odd Friends

Once we got back from the diner the first place we went was Myles's room to plan.

As much as I didn't like the idea– what I did like, was the idea of entertaining this to see what their plan consisted of.

Myles pulled out his huge whiteboard that he so happened to own, propping it up against his desk. "Alright team, we're going to come up with a full proof plan, while you just sit there and look nice, okay?" he questioned, handing a marker to Chanel as she stood on the other side of the whiteboard nodding.

And after thirty minutes and a bunch of squeaky, colorful streaks later Chanel cleared her throat causing me to place my attention on them.

"Me and my comrade here have drafted up a plan that might be of interest to you," Myles said, deepening his voice.

"Alright so this it the plan, you're a model who just left New York Fashion Week–"

"It hasn't started yet," I replied blankly.

We were already off to a wonderful start.

Chanel narrowed her eyes, which caused me to shoot my hands up in defense, "...But in order to graduate high school you have to take at least one year of in person school, which is where Richwood comes in," Chanel continued, circling a poorly drawn depiction of a school on the whiteboard.

"Obviously because you weren't there on the first day of school everyone is like eww new girl who even is this, but you have to prove to them that you're more than just a new girl, you need to adopt a stuck up spoiled rich girl persona. Assert your dominance!" Myles added as he drew a picture of a wolf...?

"But this is where we come in, we make a fake admissions document with fake backstory and because I have a family member who is basically an alumni, your admission would be considered faster, you show up, befriend the first person you see and try to find out whos in the festival committee all by tomorrow–"

"Wait, tomorrow?" I questioned cutting him off.

No way they were going to draft all the needed paperwork in one day and get me accepted in less than twelve hours.

"Uhh yeah?" he raised a brow.

"You think you could forge a legal document, and get me accepted into Richwood in all but twelve hours?" I reiterated, the plan isn't entirely bad but the fact that the time frame is this fast is concerning.

"I mean we could probably get the document in tomorrow, we also have to make it seem like you're extremely wealthy, Richwood wont accept you with out solid proof that you're famous or rich in some way," Chanel suddenly interjected.

"I have photoshop, I could get a document done by tonight along with fake articles and headers about you and upload them under a fake date." Myles shrugged, and although school was the last thing he was interested in, he was good at a lot of things.

"And I'm supposed to be going to Richwood everyday if this plan works?" I asked. The plan was pretty solid, the only thing I was really worried about was being in two places at once while upkeep grades in two schools.

"Just go tomorrow morning and then after that just show up last period I mean our final period is pe everyone skips that," he replied eliciting a nod from Chanel.
 
A brief silence filled around us as they waited for my final answer.

After about thirty seconds of them waiting I finally decided to give in."Fine, but if it's not working then I'm dropping the plan halfway through and you guys would just have to find a different way."

As soon as the confirmation fell out of my mouth they both jumped in joy, doing weird victory dances as well.

Myles clasped his hands together, "Alright team, let me get to work." he said, pushing the whiteboard along with everything else on his desk off the floor, to pull out his office chair.