It's not a Cinderella story

chapter 5

The next two days passed in a blur. Angelo refrained from the whipping and made me work during school hours. The reason why I still go to school is that apparently my family, before the hole episode with me,were rich. So my dad gave me a huge savings bounds to the government.They they took into discussion which they ended up letting me have it for an education and now thanks to him I have school tell college .Tyler didn't visit only yesterday to discuss 'the meet up' plan and he didn't get chance to get me alone considering the hag kept clinging to him like life support. But a question I've been having since Tuesday night was how did he think of the date idea so fast? We met literally only a hour before he asked me and I was a complete jerk but hey what ever floats his boat. Friday was the day of my test so this time I quickly but properly did my chores and went to bed early. I set my alarm for six so I could hit the change room of the multi purpose building located outside of the school to shower.

I woke up around the time I set and quickly set out towards the building bringing my shampoos with me. Once I was showered and clean I checked my phone;

6 :45.

Guess I finished early then I expected. I exited the building and was planning to hit the music room and practice my keyboard. I won't lie I am pretty good but not as good as Juilliard worthy. I have an imaginary scale that I keep in my head: You start out simple with a keyboard and you practice it tell its like a sixth sense and when your really ready you move on to a piano. But I'm not ready I'm far from ready. When I reach the music room I see the room empty except for movement in the corner of the room. Probably the janitor. I open the door and step inside leaving it open behind me. I go over to my regular spot in the corner and set up the keyboard that's there. The figure in the corner stops moving and stands up straight

"Sorry Mr. Hinton, I got here early and decided to play some music do you mind?" I ask our janitor.

But when Mr. Hinton turns around it isn't the janitor its Tyler. He's wearing something completely different form last time I saw him. He's wearing a thin v neck t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants that hang quite low on his hips. His hair is tousled and it makes him look extremely hot- I mean unprofessional.

"What are you doing here?" I say crossing my arms over my chest.

He stares at me and I feel extremely vulnerable my hair is still damp and I was to lazy to look nice today so I'm just wearing a sweater and a pair of Jean shorts with my very trusty converse's. He continues gawking at me before I clear my throat and he snaps out of his daze and fixes his gaze on something behind me.

"I came here to grab the keyboard." He says kind of hesitantly.

"Why?"

"Cause it's going to be something were doing on our date" he smirks.

"Why did you get it here? why not your recording studio" I say sarcastically.

"Ummm because I was kind of hoping to meet up with you before school starts"

"Again why?"

"Argh you sure like that word."

"What why?" I smirk "Why do think that? why?"

"You are annoying." he groans as I laugh at his discomfort.

"Okay! Okay! I came because I wanted you to know that for are wonderful and glorious date, that you have to meet me outside of the front of the school."

I stare at him with disbelief. "Really you came here so you could tell me. To meet you at the front of the school. When I was planning on doing that before hand?"

He stares at me for a minute before shifting his gaze to the floor.He drags a hand along his neck and mutters. "When you put it that way you make me sound like a loser."