← prologue →
Darcy walked down the enormous halls of her high school, nothing important, just your typical high school. But something was different today, because it was Friday, five in the afternoon and almost everybody had left.
Except for Darcy, and the boy she would be tutoring for the next semester. "Luke." She said and walked in to the classroom. The boy looked up and stared at Darcy while she put her bag down on the table and sat down next to Luke's tall body. "Hello Darcy." He said softly while typing a message. He then put his phone away.
"Let's get this over with." She said softly, slightly hoping that Luke wouldn't hear it, but he did. "Why are you doing this?" He said and looked at Darcy who had laid our her books. "What?" She said, looking at him. "Tutoring me," he said, he couldn't stop looking at Darcy's green eyes. "I just want to help, but if you don't want me to, then I'll leave." Darcy said softly and closed her books to put them back in her bag.
Luke grabbed her thin underarm and made her look at him. "You don't just want to help, Darcy, no girl like you would 'just want to help'." He sighed. Darcy sat down right in front of Luke and stared at him. "Okay, fine, Miss Edgar would give me extra credit if I tutored you." She said and let her head fall back.
"And do you want to do it?" Luke said, he realized that he still hadn't let go of Darcy's arm. So he let her arm fall and continued to look at the intriguing girl in front of him.
"That all depends on your attitude, now open your book onto page twenty three." She sighed.
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english class | l.h.
Fanfictionhe was a bad boy that failed his english, and she was a shy girl that was good at it.
