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Chapter 15 //
"What?" I blink. I don't think I heard him right, are my ears playing fucking tricks on me or did Archer Moreno just ask me out?
"Do I need to spell it out for you?" He asks rolling his eyes and I shoot him a hard glare.
"I need you to go out with me." He says punctuating each word like I'm a baby.
I roll my eyes again, "I heard what you said Moreno, and when I said that I could help you I did not mean as your rebound."
He laughs while I look at him with an annoyed look on my face.
"I meant fake dating, I want to get Montelsé jealous and I need you to help me." He explains me.
"And why would I fake date you?"
He gives me an innocent grin, "Because you're a nice and caring person that would always be up to help a friend."
"Why do you want to get her jealous in the first place." I scoff.
"I want revenge,"
"And the only way I can get revenge is with you so can you please help me." He begs standing up straighter looking at me with pleading eyes.
I mean what would it be the worst thing to help him? I mean it's not like we're actually going to date or anything but what would Jasper think of the whole thing?
"Just think about it before you answer okay?" He finishes walking past and into classroom leaving me in the empty hallway alone with my thoughts.
I sigh shaking my head and grabbing my bag that fell onto the floor. I follow where Archer had gone and walk into class. I see Archer but ignore him putting my head down I walk to the back of the class ignoring the stares that I got from multiple people and I sit in the only other seat that was empty next to a brown haired Latina girl that I don't recognize.
I place my bag onto the desk and watch as the teacher who paid me no mind when I walked into the classroom drone on about what we're learning this semester.
"Hey." The girl next to me whispers tapping my shoulder. I turn and face her giving her about to glare but I remember what Chloe and Hayley told me about me being antisocial the other day.
