"Here's your assignment Elizabeth." Mr. Collins said, handing her a small piece of paper. Elizabeth thanked him and left. Each member of the Oracle staff were getting assigned to interview and photograph at least two teams for Olympics week. She had been given El Carro's track team and Big Mesa's basketball team.

"Hey Enid." Elizabeth called catching up to her friend in the hallway. "Which teams were you assigned?"

Enid grimaced. "The golf team AND the croquet team. Since when did they even have a croquet team?"

Elizabeth shrugged. "Now a days they have a team for everything. And I do mean everything, last week I read a notice for The new and improved Walkers Anonymous. Who can walk the longest time?' How lame is that?"

Enid laughed. "That might have been a joke, but if not.."

"If not, we have some pretty scary people in this school." Elizabeth finished.

"Mrs. Wakefield did I just hear you insult someone?" Enid mocked waggling a finger in front of her face."

Elizabeth clutched her heart in mock sorrow and put a look of utter despair on her pretty face. "Oh my god I did." She cleared her throat. "But seriously Enid, Walkers Anonymous, its really just sad."

"No." Enid countered. "What's sad is the fact that people might actually join."

Elizabeth nodded in agreement. "Later Enid." She called walking into the gym in search of the teams she needed to interview. "Good luck."

"Bye." Enid waved then grimaced as she spotted the croquet team and walked off. Elizabeth couldn't blame her, the croquet team looked completely lame, a few of the members were trying and failing to have a sword fight with their clubs. One guy looked like he forgot where he was and kept shooting frantic looks at the door like he was going to bolt out of there any minute.

Elizabeth giggled and turned around to look for the track team. She spotted a guy leaning over to tie his shoe. She couldn't see his face but the back of his jersey read 'El Carro Track Team' so she figured 1. Duh he was on the team and 2. Duh the team must be over there.

Elizabeth jogged up to him just as he finished tieing his shoelace and stood up. It was when she got a look at his face. Man, was he c-u-t-e, hot even. Jessica always said there was a fine line between cute and hot but this guy was both. He had the most amazing green eyes, rich brown hair, and a body to die for. Mr. Gorgeous looked up and noticed her staring at him.

"Take a picture," He smirked, "It lasts longer."

Elizabeth blinked and looked down at the camera hanging around her neck. Besides interviewing the teams she was supposed to take pictures of them and with a mischievous grin Elizabeth lifted up her camera and took a snap shot of Mr. Gorgeous himself.

The guy stared at her in shock before letting out a small chuckle. "I haven't seen that one before." He sneered. "I have to say, I'm surprised."

Elizabeth smiled. "I'm from The Oracle, Sweet Valley High's newspaper. I'm supposed to take pictures of and interview El Carro's track team. By the way I'm Elizabeth."

Mr. Gorgeous smirked and put his hands on his hips for a moment. "Really? I thought you were 'Photographer Barbie?'"

Elizabeth glared at him. What was his problem? Did he not realize she was trying to be friendly? "Really?" She snapped. "And who are you? 'Jail-bait Ken?'"

"Hey, hey, hey." A red haired guy cut in, stepping in between Elizabeth and the jerk. "Cut it out, I'd hate to see what you guys are like in a bad mood." He extended his hand out to Elizabeth. "I'm Andy." He pointed to the Gorgeous Jerk. "That's Conner. You'll have to excuse him, he doesn't understand the meaning of the world civil."

"I'm Elizabeth."

Conner rolled his eyes. "She's the brand new model of Barbie, said to replace Teresa."

Andy gave Elizabeth an apologetic smile. "See? No clue on being civil."

Elizabeth grinned at Andy and rolled her eyes at Conner. "It's ok." She said sweetly. "I'm used to dealing with jerks. My sisters a jerk magnet."

Andy laughed. "We should start a class together. Jerks 101, I'll be the professor, and you can be my intern. Conner can be the janitor."

Elizabeth ran a hand through her hair. "Anyway, I'm here for The Oracle. I'm supposed to interview your track team."

Andy looked at Conner. "Well you definitely picked the wrong member to interview."

"Hey!" Conner muttered.

"I mean, if you want to find out positive points about the track team. "Andy corrected himself and looked at Conner. "No offense man."

Conner shrugged. "Non taken."

"So Liz," Andy said slinging an arm around Elizabeth's shoulders. "Let's go find you some real hard hitting gossip for your track article. Of course you could always do a photo lay-up on me."

"Much later Barbie!" Conner called, smirking.

"Till next time Ken!" Elizabeth shouted, as she walked away appearing glad to be leaving, but a small part of Elizabeth wanted to see Conner again. Which didn't make any sense because he was a complete jerk. A hot jerk, but a jerk non-the less, and she really, really, didn't like him.