❊ -♡︎Scarlett♡︎-❊
Following the camping trip our friend group returned to its normal shenanigans. The only difference was my friendship with Lizzie was replaced with a new and unexpected friendship with Patrick.
We had continued our weekly tutoring sessions and I was actually starting to enjoy his company.
Sitting in maths last period, I wanted to stab my eyes out. Everything the teacher was saying was so boring compared to when Patrick was the one saying it.
"As you know our final exam is in two weeks," Mrs. Tasha spoke, making the class release agitated groans.
Claire and I exchanged looks of annoyance.
"Before you leave, I have the results of your unit tests," Mrs. Tasha smiled, holding up a stack of papers.
I felt myself fill with nerves. When I wrote the test I thought I did pretty well, considering Patrick has spent countless hours explaining everything I needed to know.
When Mrs. Tasha dropped the test onto my desk I nearly fainted.
"How'd you do?" Claire asked, "I got a B."
"I got an A," I gasped, staring at my test as if I was waiting for it to change.
"Oh my god! That's amazing," Claire squealed, leaping up from her chair to hug me.
"I feel like a swot," I smiled.
"Patrick must be a great tutor," She grinned, radiating happiness for me.
"I should text him, and let him know," I spoke, reaching into my pocket to retrieve my phone.
"I wasn't aware you two texted," Claire waggled her brows at me.
"We don't text, I'm just letting my tutor know that he did a good job," I stuck my tongue out at her.
I then shot Patrick a quick text
hi!
i got an A on my maths test
thanks to u
patrick
great job!
i knew you'd do great
listening to me pays off ;)
don't be full of yourself
swot
patrick
let me take u out tonight to celebrate
just for ice cream or something
i guess so :)
if u pay
patrick
of course
i am a gentleman after all
pick u up at 7
Smiling at my phone, Claire reached over and tapped me on the shoulder.
"What?" I raised an eyebrow, forcing my eyes away from my phone.
"You're smiling at your phone like a kid in a candy store," She smirked.
"Yeah, well Patrick's kind of funny," I shrugged, avoiding her obvious teasing.
"Since when is Patrick funny," She chuckled, as we exited our classroom, "And since when are we calling Patrick 'Patrick'? For the past seven years he's been Feely."
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Fanfiction𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣 In which Scarlett Gibson, hates Patrick Feely, seriously hates him. Until she doesn't. enemies to lovers second chance romance I do not own the boys of tommen series or any of the characters except Scarlett. All rights go to Chloe...
