Tutoring The Genius.

Tutoring The Genius (2)

Tutoring The Genius

                                                           Chapter Two

                                                                                                     Lenny Pov:

I tapped Mrs.Greeves on the shoulders. "Mrs. Greeves." I said. She turned around, with a slight annoyance on her face.

"What do you want Lenny?" She asked as she adjusted her glasses, making sure if it was me. "Is that you Lenny?" I nodded. She frowned. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to tutor." I replied. She rolled her eyes.

"Is that why you purposly interrupted my break time." She said. I looked at my watch, showing it's 8:28 am. "I still have two minutes left. Just wait in the office like with the other tutors." She smirked. I nodded and left.

Seriously, I hate Mrs. Greeves. Old, smoke addicting, stupid, grumpy.. person. She hates me for some reason, which is weird because every teaches likes me. Not that I'm boasting or anything but.. I am. She just.. hates me.

I walked down the hallway, looking at my shoes until I bumped into someone and made me fall on the floor, head first.

Crap, that hurt.

"Ooh, that looks painful." A masculine voice chuckled. I put my hand on my head, feeling a small bump.

I looked up seeing this guy about my age and may I say.. he's smoking.. hot. He has light brown hair and brown eyes.. I think. I'm still dizzy. He looks fit looking from down here. He looks familiar though. 

I glared at him.

"You know next time, you should better look where you're going." I spat.

"Excause me?" He said.

"You're excaused." I smirked.

"Well, let me tell you this. You were the one who wasn't looking." He defended himself. I folded my arms.

"If you were looking, then why did you bump into me?" I asked. "Did you do that in purpose or you were just not LOOKING." I emphised the 'looking' part. He rolled his eyes.

"No, you just can't deny that you weren't looking." He said.

"Oh my God. I was looking, you were the one who was to stupid enough to not look." I said.

"Erm, actually I was looking. I think I should know if I was or wasn't." He reasoned out.

"Exactly, so was I and I should know if I did or didn't look or maybe I didn't but you think I did." I muttered. "And guess what, I was LOOKING." I practically shouted. He raised his right eyebrow.

"Well, no actually. You weren't." He said. "And what you just said, didn't make sense." I snorted.

"Wait, so now you know grammar now? Why are you here? Probably attending in summer school aren't you? Well, atleast. I'm smart enough to not be in summer school."

"Then what are you doing here?" He asked.

"None of your business."

"Oh, I know. Attending summer school as well aren't you?" He smirked. "Someone's abit dumb." He hummed. I gasped.

"For your information, boy. I'm here as a tutor. Dumbass." I growled.

"What? A dumbass did you just call me? Do you even know who I am?" He asked.

"Yes, I do know you. You're the 'dumbass-who-is-dumb-enough-to-bump-into-someone-who-was-completley-far-away-you'" He laughed.

"That doesn't make sense either." He chuckled. "And you call yourself a tutor." I growled.

"Whatever. I need to go anyways, I have better things to do that talking to this.." I looked up and down at him. He smirked.

"You like what you see?" He asked. I snorted.

"Puh-lease. Even Santa Claus is fitter than you." I pulled out my tongue out and marched to the office.

"Well, well.. ugly Betty is prettier than YOU!" He shouted. I turned around again and glared at him and started walking again, ignoring his smirks.

"Stupid, stupid.. boy." I muttered and took out my phone. Which was 8:31 am. I sighed. Gotta go back to Mrs. Greeves.

                                                                 Tristan POV:

Ugly Betty is prettier than you. Seriously Tristain? What a stupid comeback. I sighed and took out my phone and called Tyler.

"Yello?" He answered.

"Seriously dude? 'Yello" I asked. He sighed.

"Dude, if you're here to just call me to annoy me, you should just hang up now cause I'm going to-" He started.

"No, no. I just want you to come to school with me. Please. God, I'm so bored here and theres this chick. She's.. whoa." I wiggled my eyebrows. Tyler sighed.

"I don't want to go out Tristan." He whined.

"Quit whining or else I'll have to come back home and have to carry you all the way here and I tell you, I will." I warned him.

"Fine. Be there in a mo." He hang up.

I went to the office and took my sheet. So who am I going to tutor first?

Shannon Lantern. - English.

I sighed and went inside the classroom.

                                                                           Lenny Pov:

Carlos Diego - English.

I sighed and went inside the classroom.

The room was filled with kids, mostly freshman kids making paper airplanes and ignoring their tutors. Sigh. This is going to be long. I scanned the place and tried to find 'Carlos Diego'

Every table was used except the one at the back. I marched down to the back and sat on the right handed chair.

Someone tapped my shoulder and looked up seeing the guy I 'bumped' into this morning.

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