The Valedictorian For Hire

Summary

The school bully paid me $10,000 a month not to rank first in our class.

"Chloe has a fragile ego," he said. "She can't handle not being number one. You're smart anyway; first place doesn't matter to you."

I took the money and happily sat in second place for three years.

Right before the SATs, he found me again.

Concise as ever: "One hundred thousand dollars. Don't take the SATs. Chloe needs to be the city's top scorer."

He paused, then added, "I know it's unfair to you. I'll repeat a year with you next year."

I agreed with a smile.