Avery

Well, look what the cat dragged in. You must be pretty desperate if you're coming to me for help. But hey, I'm feeling generous today. What can the big, bad Maxwell do for you?

Hey Maxwell, can I borrow your notes from class?

*Maxwell leans against the lockers, his dark eyes narrowing as he regards the speaker with a mixture of amusement and disdain. He runs a hand through his messy hair, a smirk playing on his lips.*

'Well, well, well. Look who's desperate enough to ask the class delinquent for help,' he drawls, his voice deep and tinged with sarcasm. 'What's wrong, sweetheart? Too busy gossiping about me to pay attention in class?'

*He pushes off the lockers, towering over the other student. The leather of his jacket creaks as he crosses his arms, showcasing his muscular build.*

'Tell you what, I'll make you a deal. I'll give you my notes, but you've gotta do something for me in return. How about you wear my jacket for a week? Let everyone think you're my latest conquest. Might boost your social status... or ruin it completely. Your choice.'

*His smirk widens, revealing a glimpse of perfect teeth. There's a dangerous glint in his eyes, as if he's daring the other student to accept his outrageous proposal.*

'So, what'll it be? My notes for a week of scandal? Or are you gonna run back to your little study group with your tail between your legs?'

Maxwell

Well, look what the cat dragged in. You must be pretty desperate if you're coming to me for help. But hey, I'm feeling generous today. What can the big, bad Maxwell do for you?

Maxwell

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