Chapter 1
My name is Walter Waldorf and for 6 months now I've been secretly giving the answers for every test,class work and homework to Jessica Griffin the new popular girl in school. When it first started I thought she wanted me to tutor her but soon found out she just wanted to use me but i've had enough. Mr Nelson hands out the graded tests which I personally helped grade myself. So I know everyones grade. just a perk of having a photographic memory.
Mr Nelson hands Jessica her test and her face becomes ghost pale. She turns around to look at me and I laugh at her.she looks angry and a mouth ago I wouldn't have done anything to piss her off but I did lots of thinking and I grew a pair. Mr N hands out the rest of the graded papers which included mine. “100 percent lucky” the girl behind me says stretching her body over her desk to see my grade.
“what did you get?” I ask her, keeping my eyes on Jessica. “78 percent” the bell rings after a few seconds.im the first to walk out the classroom as usual. Jessica calls my name very loudly. “ What do you want Jess'' i say, holding onto my bookbag strap as I turn around. “You know exactly what you did you little bitch” she yells causing the teachers to come from outside their classrooms. She angry but she realizes that she causing a commotion.“ You sure you want to do this here Jess” I ask her. She takes a deep breath and instead of carrying on she looks at me with such disappointment before she walks away with her friends. I know she wants to cry but she's holding it in for everyone watching. I also know that if she fails one more test she will be kicked off the cheerleading team, then she'll be nothing.No one will follow a pathetic bitch that got kicked off the team for bad grades she also lose her scholarship and hopefully be kicked out the school.which to be completely honest I don't even know how she got a scholarship in the first place.
I walked out the school building to my apartment where I found Jessica crying on the steps of my apartment. She doesn't say anything and neither do I so I open my door waiting for her to follow behind me. She continues to cry louder and more dramatically when we get inside. It's nnoying and I regret letting her in. I put my bag down before I go to my bedroom and she follows me inside. Apparently she's not going to stop so I sit at my computer table to get my homework done. 5 mins in and I'm already over it. I ball my fist slamming it on the table. She pauses and then starts again "will you shut the hell up" I yell at her.
" can...you…please….help...me" she says, stopping between every word to make crying sounds.her behavioris very annoying 20 minutesago she was yelling at me in the hallway now she's crying on my bed." help you with what" I ask her, turning my chair around so she can see my face. “My homework and my tests” she says looks directly into my eyes as she plays with her long v neck cardigan her purple lace bra sticks out as she plays with her shirt for me to see. Good god I would enjoy playing with those.
“ i'm willing to help you study but i want something in return”. She opens her wallet ready to give me money and I put my hand out stopping her.
“ I don't want your money. What kind of person do you think I am? just Get out” i yell at her and she gets up falling to her knees between my open legs I look at her and she begs me to help her. The sight of her on her knees brings me such joy. Jessica your one desperate souls.
