Beautiful Impossibilities

♡Chapter 1♡

Beautiful Impossibilities

Chapter 1

✿Abby✿

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"Life isn't fair," my mom always told me.

I don't care! Just because I forgot to study and failed a test, doesn't mean I need a tutor! My friends tell me my IQ is very high, but I still don't know what "IQ" stands for...Anyways, not the point. The point is that I don't think I deserved this! As usual, my parents continue to tell me how to live! It's not like they feed me or get me a place to live or anything! So, yes, I have tutoring for math class on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays, which is WAY too many days!

But as they say, "This will help with college, and a future job, blah blah blah BLAH!" The worse part of all this is that the tutor happens to be the one person I can't stand. The selfish, self-centered, careless jerk. The cute, handsome, basketball player. The one and only, James Michaels.

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Beep beep beep!

Stupid alarm clock! I groaned and almost fell out of bed trying to turn it off. It was Sunday morning which meant I had tutoring.

Yay.

After a few more alarms, I dragged myself out of bed and went to the bathroom to begin my usual routine: hair, clothes, a small amount of makeup, and my fingernails. The sky blue matched my T-shirt and I knew this was a nice outfit.

As I stepped out, I passed my sleepy kitty, Diamond. She padded her way over to her food bowl while I grabbed my binder and left.

"Hey honey, ready for tutoring?" My mom asked.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm ready," I grumbled back.

"Okay, great, and dear, if there's anything you're confused on or need help with-"

"I ask the tutor," I finished. "I know, mom, we've gone over this a BILLION times!"

"Ok," she replied, "and you know his name is James right? You can call him that. He's the same age as you Abby!"

"Whatever," I mumbled and I went to the study room to wait.

Twenty minutes later, the sound of the doorbell cued James' arrival. I have to admit, James is cute. Really cute. The "hot stuff" of the school. If I was stupid, we'd be dating. However, I know that he's a player, and his personality is not very favorable. He's just plain annoying.

Still, as my mom opens the door, I can't help wanting to fix my hair and check my clothes. James has brown hair that flows upward nicely, and very astonishing sky blue eyes. They looked straight into mine, as if they were piercing past my skin straight into my soul. The thought made me queasy, so I stared at his shoes instead. A pair of blue converse rested on the floor, the soles were worn, and it had a few holes. Sure, the laces were dirty, but I had a sudden desire to grab his shoes. I fought with this emotion, disgusted by it, and the thought of the scent made me want to gag.

"Hey dude, what are you doing?'' I looked up.

James was staring at me like I was insane. There must've been a weird expression on my face while I was wrestling with my thoughts and staring at his shoes. And the eyes again, killed me. I wanted to say it was "cause his feet smelled," or that "I could tell he was a loser a mile away," but the eyes reminded me of a puppy begging for forgiveness.

"Um, I like your converse?" Ok. Weird start, but workable. He stared at me for a second.

"Liar. These are from last year! And they're dirty." See what I mean? ANNOYING.