The Journal

Chapter: 9- Mistake?

Chapter: 9- Mistake?

Monday, December 8, 20**

"And see that's how you get the answer. Now it wasn't that hard when you break it down, was it?" Pierce had his arms folded looking down at me with a satisfied smirk on his face. Though I was glad he wasn't glaring anymore, I'd realized as he was helping me with the problems Mr. Scott had given us he had a big ego. Like too big, every time Id come up with the right answer to a equation with his help the smirk seemed to grow larger on his face and his ego with it.

Though I didn't want to tell him that it wasn't really that hard when you broke the equations down, I found that I couldn't deny him the answer. Shaking my head in agreement I watched as once more his smirk grew and sighed, class was ending in a few minutes so I began packing my things up as he watched me.

"Thanks for the help." I didn't even look at him as I thanked him, pulling my backpack over my shoulder. He seemed nicer than I had thought eralier and I could feel a new respect for him beginning to grow in me.

"Don't mention it kid, I mean you actually are like a kid. You have the mental capacity of one and everything, kids don't know how to solve these problems, you don't yep the same." And there it goes, how the heck did he manage to change my views on him with two sentences?

At that moment the bell rung and not wanting to be late for my next class I hurried out into the hall, making sure to keep my head down. I was thankful that I didn't have this class with Pierce, but then again Id never thought I had my previous class with him too.

Walking into the class I wasn't surprised that when I entered the class most students still weren't there, but as I walked to my seat at the back of the room I still felt the few students who were present eyes on me and a few whispering mouths. Sitting down in my seat I pulled out my notes for the class and went through the task of looking over what we'd been doing the last few days.

I was very immersed in the notes I'd taken since I knew we had an oncoming test and not wanting to fall behind in any other classes I took it upon myself to try my best to get the best scores I could. If that meant studying while other people just stood around doing nothing, then that's what I would do. Flipping the page in my notes I was struggling to identify the words of my chicken scratch when suddenly the light disappeared from my view.

In its place I could see the edges of a shadow and knowing someone was standing in my way I looked up with a glare to get them to move. The only thing was when I looked up I wasn't expecting who I saw. Maybe one of the jocks who'd make fun of me or maybe one of the other people in the class, heck id even throw in Mrs. Barns for luck, but who I didn't expect to see was the person who was there.

Pierce. Why did most of all my surprises revolve around him lately? As I looked up at him and him down at me I could feel the gazes of more students who came in, everyone curious as to what was going on. One overactive loud student bumped his friend as he looked between myself and Pierce.

"Dude I think she made Pierce mad. Oh this is going to be fun to watch!"

Rolling my eyes at the stupidity of the boy I returned my gaze at Pierce. If I knew him approaching me would cause such a ruckus I could've gave my mother a reasonable excuse to refuse him being my tutor. I didn't much care what people were saying about me so I guess it didn't matter much anyway, but from the looks of it Pierce very much cared what others thought of him.

His face screwed up into one of rage and he slowly turned towards the gossiping teen. When he did I saw the look of horror the boy gave as his eyes flicked around the room, looking for a way to escape the fury of Pierce. Shaking my head at him I looked through my hair at the boy in sympathy, having actually seen Pierce when he was furious I could say I felt pity for the boy, but it was his fault he was on the receiving end of it.