Tutoring My Bully // J.G.

Chapter 33

Julia's POV

*1 week later*

I presented my project with Jack already and we haven't spoken to each other since.

I was constantly thinking about him and the sparks that I felt when our hands collided together.

It probably meant nothing to him and it probably was nothing but I just couldn't stop thinking about that day.

I've gotten closer to Collin as a friend. I feel like I can really trust him with my problems.

I don't talk to Sammy and Johnson as much because they're always around Jack G.

Everything with Matt and I are great. He met my dad and made a good impression.

When we went on our 2nd date, he took me to the movies and we watched "Furious 7".

In the middle of the movie, I reached for the popcorn and so did Matt.

Our hands touched and I looked into Matt's eyes.

I didn't feel any sparks like when my hand touched Jacks but when I looked at Matt, I felt butterflies in my stomach.

I started blushing like crazy and since it was dark, I was hoping he didn't see. But, he did. And for it, he put his arm over my shoulders and planted a kiss on my forehead.

"You've got to stop blushing, it's way too cute for me to handle." He whispered, making me blush even more. He chuckled quietly when he saw me blushing again and, went back to watching the movie.

I loved "The Fast and The Furious" movies and, of course, I loved Paul Walker, so, yes, I did cry at the ending. It's just so sad for me and the rest of his fans to see him go. Matt didn't cry but he did comfort me when I was literally crying a river.

That night, I realized that I really, really liked Matt and I wouldn't want anything to jeopardize our relationship. He meant a lot to me.

Yeah, maybe I didn't feel sparks when our hands touched but, how do I know that when I touched Jacks hand, those were actual sparks? I was probably just trying to find an easy way to forgive him for ignoring me and shutting me out.

Yeah that must've been it.

But, I will not forgive him. Not this time.

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{Thursday}

I walked into school with Hannah by my side. I was wearing a black and white short sleeved shirt with a blue jean jacket over it. I wore black lulu lemon yoga pants and black Nike tennis shoes. I also added a small gold bracelet for an accessory.

I felt confident with the way I looked when I walked in the school because it made me comfortable and I recently stopped caring what people thought of me.

When Hannah and I got to our locker she started the conversation.

"So, have you talked to Gilinsky yet?" She asked, knowing about the situation because I confided her of it.

"No, and I'm not planning to." I said, not wanting to talk about him.

"Why not? You should try to talk to him again. He might've had problems going on at home that was hard for him to talk about. You should give him one more chance."

"Yeah and what if he lets me down again. You don't know what it was like." I said, looking down at my feet, not wanting to look her in the eyes.

"Don't know what was like?" She asked, turning her head fully to me, listening and, looking concerned.