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“So, tell me your price.”
“You can’t just buy me, you know. I don’t even know you.”
“Sure you do,” I say. “You’re my friend.”
He rolls his eyes at me.
“I’m not doing it.”
“What do you want?” I ask. “Name your price.”
I will him not to ask for money. His laptop looks expensive, and his clothes are new. He’s not struggling financially. If he asks for money, though, I’m screwed. I don’t have much to give.
“I need a girlfriend,” he says.
“There’s no fucking way,” I answer flatly. I’m not going to date someone; that’s pushing it. The idea isn’t to make my life even worse.
“Thanks for that,” he says sarcastically. “I don’t mean really. You just…tell people that we were together for a while and that, you know, we banged. A lot.”
“Who still says bang?” I ask.
He narrows his eyes.
“Webangedall the time.”
“Fine,” I say. I fish for the flyer in my bag. “I’ll answer every call and tell them I’m not interested because I had you. Fine?”
He grins at me.
“That’s more than I’ll ever get in my life. I’ll take it.”
I groan, but I don’t care about my reputation. I’m not pissed off that Stone did the flyers. I’m pissed off because I thought we put this shit to bed. Literally. I thought I did the right thing by apologizing.
Stone holds a grudge, clearly.
“What do you need?” Todd asks.
“I need you to bring down Stone Giles’ grades enough to get suspended from the team,” I say.
Todd’s fingers freeze over the keyboard. “I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Someone is bound to notice that. It’sStone Giles. And if they notice, his dad is going to open some case and trace it all back to me. Having rumors go around that we were together is great—you’re hot—but it’s not worth getting kicked out of college for.”
I shake my head. “I don’t want you to change it so much that it draws attention. Just make sure it’s slightly below what it should be so that he doesn’t make it. He’s not doing so great as it is; it’s not a far stretch for him to fuck it up.”
Todd thinks about it.
“How do you know what his grades look like?” he finally asks.
“I’m his tutor.”
He raises an eyebrow at me. He doesn’t believe me. But I stare him down, and his fingers start working. It doesn’t take him very long before he brings up Stone’s grades. I’m right—they’re very close to looking like pure shit.
“What is the smallest you can do to get what I need without making it obvious?” I ask.
“I’ll bring these two down,” he says. “These are his major subjects, so he has to do well in those.”
