Crazy For You

Ch.5

Owen sat timidly tapping his fingers on his desk. He looked towards Claire, diverting his attention from his English teacher to her. Her red hair was tucked delicately behind her ear, while a tan sweater sat on her shoulders. She stared mindlessly out the window, only every now and then glancing at the teacher. Owen sighed as he looked down at his desk. He was nervous as hell to ask Claire. And, dammit, he wasn't even asking her out- he was asking her to tutor him. He couldn't tell which was more nerve-racking.

In which seemed like hours, the final announcements came on. Claire started to pack up her books, as she listened contently to the sound of their principal. Owen glanced towards her again, hoping he would get the chance to talk to her, without accidentally knocking her down again. The bell cut off the principal's announcements, and most of the kids rushed out of the room; estatic to get out of this hell hole.

Claire stood up, being pushed aside from loads of students in her class. She stumbled backwards and looked up to see the one and only Owen Grady. Her breathe hitched when she saw her handsome classmate.

"Can we talk?" Owen asked her timidly.

'Owen Grady wanted to talk to her?! Why would he want to do that? I mean, sure he's talked to me before- but probably out of manners' Claire thought to herself before answering. "I-uh- ya, sure!" she said, a little too excitedly. It didn't mean to say it so happily, she just couldn't help it. Owen smiled as he picked up her books and lead her to the library.

"Thanks for talk with me, Claire," he smiled. She shivered at hearing him say her name.

"No prob. Is everything ok?" she smiled back at the man staring at her.

"I," he paused and took a deep breath. "I need a huge favor from you..."

"Okay... and that favor is?" she asked, clearly curious about what he was talking about.

"I need a tutor and your the most brilliant girl I know."

Claire blushed and responded, "Well, thank you. So... Are you asking me to be-"

"My tutor, yes. I understand if you don't want to, I was just hoping that maybe you could-"

"Owen-"

"No really it's fine, done feel bad or anything. It was crazy of me to ask you."

"Owen!"

"Yeah?"

"I'll tutor you," she smiled.