That One Boy We All "Love"

Homework

I walked downstairs and opened the door to Alex. "How do you know where I live?" I asked a little unnerved.

"I have my ways." He said pushing past me into the living room.

"Oh yeah, make yourself at home." I said sarcastically.

"That's what I planed on doing." he said looking around. He picker up a picture of me as a little girl. "Oh look at baby Sarah." He said faking his cuteness. He laughed and walked into the kitchen.

"What the hell do you think your doing!?" I half yelled at him.

"You invited me over so I'm going to make myself comfortable." He said rummaging through the fridge. He closed it and grabbed an apple off the counter. He then sat down at the table and put his feet up.

"Bro, what is your deal?" I asked annoyed while standing against the counter for support.

"Oh does little Sarah not like it when people put their feet on the table?" He asked chucking an taking another bite of the apple.

"Not really, we eat there." I replied. I looked at the mud on the bottom of his boots. "Get your feet down you animal." I said with distaste I'm my voice.

I know I may seem mean to him but in my defense last year he guy my pony tail off and he almost ran over my dog. He's a jerk to me all the time and he always picks on my friends and I because we're the "nerds."

He stood up and walked up too me. He put the apple down and pinned me against the counter, his arms on both sides of me so I was trapped. "What did you just call me Warren?" He asked seriously.

"An animal, because you are one." I hissed at him but coward after a moment. He came in closer so our faces were inches apart. I pulled back a little.

"Oh is someone uncomfortable?" He asked faking the sympathy in his voice.

"N-no. Just get out of my f-face." I stuttered. There was no doubt he was cute, in a scruffy kinda way. His brown scraggly hair and dark brown eyes that could melt any girls heart....wait what was I thinking!? I hate him. What's wrong with me?

"Hey sweetheart, close your mouth your going to catch flies." He said using his thumb, under my chin to close my mouth. He walked away chuckling and sat back down in his chair. I straightened my posture and sat down next to him. "So babe, I was wondering if you could actually do my homework."

"Can you actually try first?" I asked but without an attitude this time.

He rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever." He looked at it for a good ten seconds. "I can't do this!" He groaned. "It hurts my head to think!"

"Well I have to congratulate you for looking at it for at least ten seconds. But it's really not that hard." I say. I started to explain the equation. He kept looking at me weird like. "Why do you keep looking at me? Your supposed to be focused." I say a little annoyed. I don't have to help him if I don't want to but I was feeling "generous" today.

"I don't know. Why don't you speak English?" He questions.

"I am, your just to stupid to understand. You know what? Forget this. I'll just do it." I say finally over him.

"Oh, someone's giving in quicker than I thought they would." He said chucking.

"Well it's shark week and I'm pretty over your stupidity. Just get out of my house." I said filling in the answers. He just looked at me and sat up a bit. "I said leave." I say impatiently.

He leaned in a little closer to my face and puckered his lips a little. I sat further back. "What the hell are you doing!?" I half yelled at him.

"Um....." He paused for a moment. He got up rather abruptly. "I'm going to leave." He said.

"Um, okay yeah. Well I'll give this to you tomorrow." I said watching him walk into the living room.

"Yeah, okay." He said walking out the door. Soon after I heard the engine begin and he sped off.

I finished the paper and grabbed some left overs out of the fridge and headed up stairs. I ate as I went through my Instagram feed checking up on my Supernatural fandom. Everyone seemed half sane, as sane as the Supernatural fans possibly can be. I soon began to drift off and I fell asleep with my face down on the keyboard.