The Nerdiest Bad Boy [UNDERGOING EDITING]

ᏟᎻᎪᏢᎢᎬᎡ ᎾNᎬ

"I can't wait for our calculus test after lunch! I've been studying for it all week!" Theodore exclaimed.

I grinned broadly at him. "I can't wait either."

"What do you think you're going to get on the test?" Sadie, Theodore's girlfriend, asked me.

I shrugged. "Perfect."

"Wow, I wish I was that confident," Sadie said with a giggle.

Theodore, who had his arm around Sadie, seemed to be oblivious to the constant flirting she'd been doing with me. I didn't want to hurt her feelings by telling her the truth, but frankly, I did not like Sadie...at all.

"Yeah, well, I studied," I offered.

Sadie twirled her frizzy, red hair around her fingertips. In all honesty, she did not look the least bit attractive doing so. "You're so smart, Nicholas. Theo, isn't he smart?"

"Yeah," Theodore agreed, looking a bit ticked off. He hated it when people call him Theo, but his idiot of a girlfriend didn't seem to take a hint.

A beeping sound came from Sadie's phone and she gave Theodore an apologetic smile. "Sorry Theo, the girls are calling me. I'll see you later." She pecked his lips before focusing her attention back on me. "Bye Nicholas," she said with a wink.

I grimaced at Sadie as she ran to join her friends. "Why don't you break up with her?" I asked Theodore, once she was out of earshot.

"She's my first girlfriend, Nicholas. You'd be crazy to think I'd want to break up with her!"

I rolled my eyes at him. "You're pathetic, Theo."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Sometimes I think you're worse than Sadie."

I chuckled. "Aw, you don't mean that, do you?"

Theodore's phone vibrated before he could answer. "Crap, I have to go to the library now."

"What for?"

"I promised to help Mrs. Manzanilla rearrange the library books."

Mrs. Manzanilla —no, not the sherry— was our school's librarian and Theodore's crush since freshman year.

"Have fun." I waved him off. "But not too much."

Theodore glared at me. "I really do hate you, Nicholas." I laughed at his retreating figure. Theodore sure was something else.

When I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see that it was none other than Colton Hayes. He happened to be one of the biggest and baddest guys at Monroe High.

My eyes widened when I saw him. "Whoa, may I help you?"

He looked at me with a bored expression. "Cut the crap, Jackson. No one's here."

I did a quick check of the hallway and Colton was right; no one was here. "What do you want, Hayes?" It wasn't like him to acknowledge me at school without a purpose.

"A bank's been robbed a few blocks over."

"You think they're still there?"

"There's only one way to find out, Jackson. You got a mask?"

"In my locker," I told him. "Grab a few guys and I'll meet you behind the school."

He nodded curtly before leaving.

I raced to my locker and I spun the dial before opening the door. I peeked inside my duffel bag, but I couldn't find a single mask. It wasn't until I found a sports bra, lip gloss and pompoms did I realize I had my sister's bag.