I woke up to Zack shaking me slightly.
"Come on, Shiloh, you gotta get ready for school." he rubbed my back a little.
"But I don't want to." I whined and rolled over. He chuckled and rolled me back over.
"You gotta go. I know you don't want to, but you have to, darling." I groaned and buried my face in his chest.
"No." I said, my voice muffled.
"Ice cream after school?" I shook my head at his offer.
"What will make you get up?" I shrugged. I didn't feel like doing anything. I know I have to get to school, because Dad would know, but still.
I eventually gained the motivation to get up, Zack raised an eyebrow at me. I didn't pay attention to it and started finding clothes for school. Once I did, I went to Zack and shooed him out of the room. I got dressed, blue jeans and a gray t shirt with a blue All Time Low hoodie that Zack gave me a couple weeks ago. I walked into the kitchen, Blaze was sitting there wagging his tail.
"Well good morning, boy. Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?" I pet him and scratched his ears. Zack chuckled a little and handed me a plate, it was an egg and cheese bagel. I sat at the table and started eating, I noticed Zack's eyes on me.
"Can I help you?" he shook his head and looked away.
"Nope. Just forgot I gave you one of my hoodies." I noticed a smile forming on his mouth.
"Wait, this is your hoodie? I thought it was just merch." I tried not to blush. He laughed a little and walked over to Blaze, scratching his chin. I finished eating and I put Blaze in his kennel before Zack took me to school.
"Don't forget about your test today, you're gonna ace it." Zack fist bumped me. I got out of the car and went into the school building.
My classes were pretty easy, I was pretty spaced out during the day. I didn't want to be here, but I had to be. English went by fast, all we had to do was read a few chapters. In Spanish, we had a pop quiz. In Econ, we had a lecture that I paid no attention to.
Lunch came around, I sat at a table and ate my lunch. I looked up, there was a couple guys sitting in front of me. One guy had long black hair put up in a bun, he was wearing a pastel button down shirt and blue jeans. The other had medium length curly brown hair, ended right below his shoulders, he was wearing a green shirt and black sweatpants. He had glasses and his hair complimented his darker complexion.
"Hi?" I said, confused.
"You're the smart girl in our history class, we were wondering if you could help us study. I'm Colby and this is Frank." said the guy with the hair in a bun, he gave me a toothy smile.
"Well, hello. Uh, I guess I don't mind helping. I'm Shiloh by the way." I shook both of their hands.
"So, did you not study or do you not understand the unit?" I asked, making sure they weren't using me.
"I actually don't understand the entire course. But that's probably because English isn't my native language." Frank said, he had a heavy Latino accent.
"I gotcha. I can help you guys." I pulled out my study guide and my study notes. For the rest of lunch, I helped them with a crash course for the unit. The bell rang and we said our good byes before going to our classes. Science was pretty chill today, we watched a movie. In Math, I just put the papers in my bag, I'll do them tonight. Then it came to my history class. I walked in, I saw Colby and Frank, they waved at me happily.
"Good afternoon, Shiloh. Ready for the test?" Mr. Sampson smiled at me.
"As usual, sir." I sat at me seat and gave the two a reassuring thumbs up. We started on the test, I finished it quickly and turned it in. While I was waiting for the bell to ring, I looked over at Colby and Frank, they were finished about 20 minutes after me, they seemed really confident. Finally the bell rang, I grabbed my bag and walked out of the classroom after saying bye to the teacher.
"Shiloh! Wait up!" Frank shouted. I slowed to a stop in the hallway, letting them catch up to me.
"We wanted to thank you for helping us." Colby said, out of breath. I smiled at them.
"It's not a problem, I love helping people."
"You... You actually seem really cool, I was wondering if we could swap numbers and hang out sometime?" Frank asked, he was blushing a little.
"Yea, sure!" I got their numbers and we walked out of school together, I saw Zack's car and got in it.
"Bye, guys! See you tomorrow!" I waved at them.
"Oh? New friends?" Zack smiled at me.
"Yeah, Colby and Frank, they are in my history class. They needed help studying and now they are my friends." I explained.
"Awesome." we drove home. Zack pulled into the driveway, I went inside and let Blaze out of his crate. He started running around like crazy.
"Looks like someone has the zoomies." I let him outside, he dragged one of his toys with him. Zack made his way to the back porch, he's on the phone with someone.
"Yea, sure, I'll be there later. Is it ok if Shiloh comes?..... Alright.... mhm..... Cool, I'll see you later man." he hung up. I tried not to listen but I wanted to be nosey.
"That was Alex, he wants us to go to the studio in a couple hours. Do you have any homework to do?"
"I have a couple math sheets to do, but I can do that there. I'm gonna play with Blaze a bit before we go." he nodded, I went into the yard and played tug-of-war with Blaze. About 30 minutes of me constantly falling on my ass, I wore him out. We went inside, I gave him some water and he laid in his bed in the living room.
"Do you think he'll be ok?" I asked Zack, I already felt bad about leaving him all day while going to school.
"Yea, Alex said we can leave him at our house, so we'll drop him off there." I got my stuff together and we got in his car. We got to Alex's house, Blaze was wagging his tail and barking. I let him out of the car, he went straight inside. He was sniffing and playing with his friends.
"SHILOH!!!" Jack and Alex tackled me in a hug.
"Hey, guys!" I hugged them back. Rian was standing behind them, I hugged him once they let go.
"So, you ready to come to the recording studio with us?"
"Hell yea!" I pet all the dogs and we went to the studio.
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My Tutor is Zack Merrick?
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