Tutoring The Bad Boy

Chapter 1

Alright. This is my new fanfic. This is an Ashton Irwin fanfiction, so if you're Ashton Asf then enjoy.

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Jenna's POV

"Jenna, can I speak to you for a moment? In the hall?" I nodded slowly before standing up and following my Physics teacher into the hall.

"Am I in trouble sir?" He chuckled before shaking his head.

"No. You haven't done anything wrong. I actually wanted to talk to you about Ashton."

Ashton Irwin. The school bad boy.

"Ashton? W-what about him sir?" I didn't understand why, but I was feeling nervous while talking about him.

"Well, he's failing my class and I was wondering if you, my number one student, would like to tutor him. You're the student in my class that has the best grade." I felt my eyes grow wide and my hands start to shake.

"I-I guess so sir. I mean Ashton and I don't really get along, but I would be happy to tutor him." He gave me a soft smile and nodded.

"Stay right here. I'll go get Ashton." I wanted to tell him no. I wanted to tell him I changed my mind, but it was too late. He already went inside and came back out with Ashton by his side. "Ashton. You know Jenna don't you?"

"Yeah. I've seen her before. What's it to you?"

"Well, she is going to tutor you." He laughed and then stopped when he realized our teacher was being serious.

"Wait you're serious? She's going to tutor me? What for? I don't need a tutor."

"Ashton. You're failing my class. This is the best option if you want to graduate in June." Ashton sighed before looking at me. He eyed me up and down before nodding.

"When do we start?" He was clearly asking me, but I couldn't find my voice.

"Uh...we could start tonight? If that's okay with you."

"Tonight's good. I have band practice, but it starts at 8. We can have this little tutoring shit-"

"Language Mr. Irwin."

"Sorry. We can start at 5 and end at 7. 2 hours seems long enough for one day." I nodded and he sighed. "You can come to my house. I'll pick you up." He took out a pen from behind his ear and grabbed my arm. Not rough, but not gentle either. "Text me your address." I looked at my arm and saw his phone number scribble onto my skin.

"Okay." I said and our teacher let us back inside the classroom.

I can't believe I have to tutor Ashton Irwin.
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Ashton's POV
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Why? That's honestly the only question I have right now. Why does she have to tutor me? I get it that I'm failing and I need a tutor but why her? Why couldn't he have chosen someone else? I understand she's the best student in the class and she has the best grades, but I'm sure their could've been someone else. She didn't seem very excited to have to tutor me either. When I walked into the hall and looked at her, she seemed...frightened? Is that an appropriate word for the situation? Whatever. I'm just merely saying that she honestly did not look happy about getting to tutor me. I thought any girl would die to have that opportunity because I'm known to be the 'hotty' of the school. I try to act all cool and tough, but I'm truly insecure if you want to know the truth. I've never had a real girlfriend before. I've had a few girls around me, but they were nothing. Just a couple friends that I was close too. That's another reason I don't want to have Jenna tutor me. I feel like she'll figure out the truth about me. She might even spread it around. I don't see her as that type of girl, though. As I look at the time on phone I see that it's already 4:30. I sigh as I find my car keys and put them in the pocket of my leather jacket. It's kind of depressing to dress and act differently than you truly are. It's for the best I guess. I don't want anyone to know how I truly am. It would ruin the bad boy drummer in a band image. I drive to the address that Jenna texted to me and I park in the driveway. I slowly make my way to the front door and ring the bell. After a few moments, the door swung wide open and I caught eye contact with Jenna. She looks...different. She never dresses like this. She always wears clothes that cover every inch of her body and she never ever wears makeup. To see her in short shorts and a tank with her hair down and wavy and just the slightest bit of makeup on...it's kind of nice.

"Hey Ashton." She mumbled before turning around. "Bye mom! I'll be back around 7:30!"

"Bye honey! Have fun!"

"I won't." She mumbled under her breath before looking at me. "Shall we go?"

"Yeah." I said and we walked over to my car. I opened the door for her and she smiled before thanking me. I gave her a slight nod before getting in on the other side and driving to my house.

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Alright. Chapter 1. So, that's that. I fucking suck at writing oh my god.

I'm so sorry for my bad writing.

Alright I'll go now.

- AMROSE98 💖💖