Blackmailed by the Jerk

I have a secret. I kind of faked my perfect SAT score to get a full scholarship at Middleson University. It worked, but now I have one major problem-Rick, a wealthy jerk who looks like Zac Efron and who's blackmailing me with my lie. What does the jerk want in exchange for his silence? My body... WORD COUNT: 8, 400 Excerpt: I'm in a good mood till I spot something in the corner. Or more precisely, someone.
Rick is here, and he's staring at me. He looks like such a privileged d**khead with his pink polo shirt, chino pants, the sunglasses on his head, and the smirk on his handsome-but begging to be punched-face. I glare at him."Who's that?" Felicity asks. "Do you know him?"Oh, he's this guy who's blackmailing me because he knows I cheated to get a full ride to Middleson University. "He's some jerk I'm hooking up with, " I mutter."Why are you hooking up with a jerk?""It's complicated." When Rick begins walking toward us, I say, "Jesus Christ.
Excuse me." I march up to him and hiss, "What are you doing here?""It's one-dollar beer night, " he says casually."You're rich. You don't need to take advantage of cheap beer."He shrugs. "What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be studying."I flush. "I needed a study break."He wraps a possessive arm around my waist, whispering into my ear, "Why don't we have a 'study break' at my place?"A deep sigh leaves me.
Because his suggestion is not really a suggestion.