Enemies With Benefits / A Doah Story (ON HOLD)

Chapter Seventeen - Rogue

Continuation from chapter sixteen

Dixie's POV

"Your sister is.... very... Austin struggles with words.

"She can be blunt." Noah sighs, looking after her. "She is gonna be here next year... she is staying tonight here and hanging out with me tomorrow." He sighs, finally looking at me. I can see the pleading in his eyes for a minute, he knows I'm mad. He could've texted. Real quick just a message saying parents or sister or something. I look away, going back to my salad.

"Ah, anyways I should probably get going." He sighs.

"Oh, Noah tomorrow after school you need to come to my room. We need to discuss your new tutor and all." Mr. Parker says, and I close my eyes. Oh great! What is he doing? Is he trying to make him mad? He is making me mad!

"Okay... what?" He slides into the booth next to me, I take another bite trying to make myself disappear.

"We talked about it, and I have decided that it would be better if you had a tutor that wasn't a.."

"A girl." Noah finishes not sounding too happy. I start fiddling with my hands in my lap, oh this isn't good. I look up out of the corner of my eye at him, trying to catch his eye. He needs to know I didn't have a choice in the matter. Austin is practically forcing me, and Ryland my older brother is just looking out for me.

"Ah yes," Austin replies, "It won't be so distracting for you to work either." He adds.

"Why don't we just give this one a last try?" I speak finally. "I mean, he has been turning in his homework and getting the old stuff in too. I'm not failing... if Noah is comfortable with me as his tutor why don't we just leave it at that?" I offer, and Austin sends me a look. A look of warning. What the fuck?!

"We talked about this, Dixie." He says not happy about my speaking up.

"You're not my brother." I snap back, now the whole table is quiet. Oh great. Now he is mad at me!

"No. The answer is no." Mr. Parker says, ending the conversation. I look back down at my food, not very hungry anymore. Still fiddling my hands in my lap, I let out a breath. I won't argue with him.

"Whatever. I'll stop by" Noah sighs as if nothing is wrong. Although I guess for him nothing might be wrong. I don't know! I see his arm out of the corner of my eye, and he grabs my left hand the closest one to him. "After school right?" He asks, and I can feel the paper against my palm. He is passing me a note. That's cute, but in this situation, I don't know why or how.

"Yes. Now if you don't mind I need to have a word with Dixie alone." He emphasizes alone. Noah squeezes my hand and Mr. Parker doesn't realize. Then he lets go and leaves grabbing the to-go food on his way out. I glance down at my hand seeing the folded-out piece of notebook paper. What could it say? "What just happened?" Mr. Parker demands. "We agreed, Dixie."

"I know." I say, "I feel bad though. He isn't being inappropriate or anything. I've just got a lot of other stuff going on. The play, and my last recital, and he is comfortable with me." I begin, trying to convince him.

"No." He says flatly.

"God, why are you acting like my father or something!?" I groan, stirring my salad to give my hands something to do.

"Because I was asked to look after you. Now I am. Stay away from him, Dixie. He is bad news, you know that!" He leans back now trying to convince me. "I mean it. I don't want to see you with him. Ever" Now he is threatening me.

"Or what?" I test, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to piss me off?" He asks, I don't reply. "Ugh... Dixie, you know who he is. You'll just end up being another random girl to him. I'm trying to keep you out of that."