"Hey, Katie, right?"
I stared up at the six foot tall figure in front of me. He gave me a flirtatious smile, that made his sparkly brown eyes glisten.
The question was, what did someone like Jesse Collins, a notorious playboy, want from me?
"First of all, it's Kendall." I corrected. "If you want me to do your calculus homework, it's twenty bucks a piece."
Jesse frowned. "W-what?"
"Is twenty too much? Fine, I'll lower it to fifteen, okay?" I sighed.
Jesse rapidly shook his head. "I don't want you to do my homework."
Now, it was my turn to frown. I crossed my arms, and tried to read Jesse's solid expression. "Then what do you want from me?"
Jesse bit his lower lip, looking nervous.
I almost snickered. Jesse Collins being nervous?
What has the world gotten into?!
"Could you hurry up a bit? I don't have all day here." I snapped.
I saw Jesse swallow a lump in his throat.
Oh, God. Whatever he wanted from me was not going to be good.
"Kat- I mean, Kendall. I-I need a favor." he said.
I nodded, signaling for him to stop wasting my time by stuttering and stopping every minute.
"I know this is a lot to ask for, b-but..." he took in a deep breath. "Could you be my girlfriend?"
I choked on my own saliva, as water filled my eyes.
Then, I burst into hysterical laughter.
Great, yet another prank by those dumb, blonde cheerleaders.
When were they going to give up their child's play?
"Funny, Jesse. Tell those dumb bimbo's of yours that I am not falling for this." I said.
And with that, I turned on my heel, and began walking away.
"Wait, Kendall! I'm serious!" Jesse called out.
I stopped in my tracks, and turned to glare at him with my icy blue eyes.
"What makes you think I'm believe you out of all people?" I snapped. "I mean, no offense, but you tell all the girls you supposedly 'love' them, and then break their hearts after you get in their pants!"
Jesse seemed taken aback for a minute. But, he regained posture not too soon later.
"I lost a bet, and my friend told me I had to try to make the biggest loner in our school fall in love with me." Jesse explained.
I scoffed. "So you picked me?"
"Yes." Jesse said, oblivious to my anger.
I smirked. I decided that I was going to play with him, for now.
"And, what happens if you don't me to fall in love with you?" I asked, walking closer to him.
Jesse seemed startled. "T-then I have to give him my Ferrari."
I nodded, playing along. "What do I get out of it, if I pretend to fall for you?"
"Anything. I'm willing to pay." Jesse stated.
My smile widened. "Then, Jesse Collins, you have yourself a deal."
Jesse's face brightened. "R-really?"
I nodded. "Really."
"Let's start tomorrow, okay?" he said.
"You got it, but I want my money, every week on Friday."
"Yeah, is a thousand good?" he asked.
I grinned. "A thousand a week is perfect."
"Great, thanks, Katie! I'll see you tomorrow." Jesse smiled, showing off his pearly whites.
"It's Kendall." I gritted, even though he was too far away to hear.
I took in a deep breath. A thousand dollars a week was just what I needed.
Oh, and Jesse? Three Strikes and you're out.