Fake It Till We Kiss — The Locker Room Deal

Don't believe me? He's helping me move my bags this afternoon. I bolted to the hockey locker room. The door was cracked open. Coach must have forgotten to lock up. I pushed it. Hello? Anyone here? No answer. I stepped inside.

You lost, nerd? I didn't have time for crushes. I slammed an AP lit paper onto his chest. Your GPA is tanking, Jax.

One more bad grade and you're off the team. I can get you straight A's. In exchange for a tiny favor. You threatening me, nerd?

Bold move. move. Obviously, I'm here to make a deal. Jack, let's hear it. Move my bags into room 302 this afternoon. Fake date me in front of Chelsea. He laughed, like I'd just told the funniest joke in the world, and leaned in close. I don't do charity, sweetheart. You sure you got enough to pay for me?