LizzieXJoel (Enemies-Lovers)

Do we have to?

Lizzies POV

" Please principal Wrym! You have to keep my club open!" I begged.

" I'm afraid that I cannot do that, I'm deeply sorry." principal Wrym sighed.

" It's all those stupid rich people, they fund you a penny and you shower them in money. Plus some other people need tha-" I started

" Stupid?" A voice called from the office door. I groaned, of course he had to be here! My mortal enemy, Joel. He walked in smirking, I hated his annoying face. "Principal Wrym I'm here for a much more importa-"

"You are in trouble, Joel. Mrs Tay already informed me that you would be on your way down here." Principal Wrym interrupted. "You should focus on your grades like Lizzie." I smirked and took this as an opportunity to speak.

"As I was saying before we were rudely interrupted." I said , glaring at Joel.

"I don't want to hear it from you either." Principal Wrym huffed. "Actually, I have an idea."

"I'm listening." Joel said and plopped down on a chair next to me. Our knees touched and I blushed scooting to the edge of my seat.

"Lizzie needs funds and you need to get your grades up, so I suggest you two work together. Lizzie can tutor Joel and Joel will find someway to help with her Tradecraft club." Mrs. Wrym said calmly.

"What?" I gaped. "This is outrageous! I refuse to work with a snobby rich kid thats too rich to be smart!"

" And I refuse to work with an annoying nerd that can't even keep her own club open!" Joel said angrily. The principal sighed and rubbed her temples.

"You doing it wether you like it or not, Joel this is the third time you've been in my office this week and Lizzie, I've heard about your Cookcraft club at least ten times a month!"

"Minecraft." I corrected. " Bu-"

"Thats how it will be from today on." The principal declared. Joel and I both groaned. Great, now we had to spend time with each other, which was the last thing I wanted to do. We absolutely hate each other. I stepped out of the door and slowly walked to my locker.

"Wait!" It was Joel.

"What do you want now?" I asked spinning around to glare at Joel. He held out his phone.

"If you're gonna tutor me I'll need your number at least." He shrugged. I sighed

"Do we have to?" I grabbed his phone and typed in my number. As I handed it back to him I caught him staring at me. "I know I'm gorgeous but it's embarrassing when you stare." I teased and strode away.

After School

221-246-7819:
Hey do you want to start studying today?
Lizzie:
Lets at least go to the cafe around the corner I wanna eat something if I have to put up with u

221-246-7819:
How did you know its me?
Lizzie:
Cuz u sent me 12 messages and it was super annoying so I thought yep thats Joel

221-245-7819:
Fine I'll see you in 10 minutes

Smiling I changed his name to rich donkeyhole, then I remembered that I had to see him again in several minutes. Ugh, why did he have to walk into the office at that exact time. Maybe fate hates me.