Nobody Special

Chapter 8

* Clarke *

The wind blew making the leaves form a tornado on the blacktop, walking home I put my head down and let my hair twist in different directions. The chilly air makes me pull my hoodie closer to my body. I stopped writing looking around the room at my classmates, my mind goes blank. I loved my creative writing class but sometimes, like today, I felt like all I wrote was crap. Suddenly the bell rang, signaling that this period was over. Grabbing my binder, I shove it in my backpack and flee the room. My next class was one of the worst. It was so bad that my teacher Mr. Albert assigned me a tutor who is supposedly at the top of his class. I have A's in all of my subjects except this one. For the first part of the year I seemed to be doing fine but for some reason I just can't seem to get this new material. So to pull my grade back up,  this tutor is supposed to help me until I understand this unit better.

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Aggravated I made my way to the library, I didn't need a tutor I just need to understand it and get it into my head then I'll be able to do it just fine. Mr. Albert insisted that I get a tutor of his choice, I couldn't even choose them. Entering the library Mr. Albert led me into one of the private study rooms, "Mr. White Is running late but you go on in, he shouldn't be too much longer." I nodded my head in annoyance and sat down in the chair, pulling my phone out and shooting Meredith a text explaining why I wont be meeting her at her house. She replied within seconds saying that we could just hangout another time. I let out a huff and heard muffled talk outside the door.

The door opened and the boy from the other day walked in with the same annoying smirk plastered on his face. I so badly wanted to tell him that if he kept making that face he was gonna be stuck like that for the rest of his life. without thinking my mouth spoke for me "It's you?!" we both said in unison.

"You're Clarke?" Out of all the people he could have chosen to tutor me it had to be this dumb shit, I needed to pass this not fail. Out of all people he choose a dumb jock.

"You're my tutor? You have got to be kidding me. Jocks don't know crap! I'm not doing this," I spit at him gathering my books and fleeing for the door I can find my own tutor, if this is how it's going to be.

"Miss. Taylor," Mr. Albert says closing the door behind him "have a seat," I make my way slowly back to my chair even scooting it several inches away from the jock in front of me. I wasn't going down without a fight. "sit," he said again I sat down with a humph., "I don't know if you two have met, or if you are complete strangers," I open my mouth to reject for the fact that we have met and I'm not very fond of him."BUT I don't care. Whatever differences you have you two will work them out or get over them because these tutoring sessions are for your own good. You both will thank me in the long run. Trust me," I strongly disagree with that, he really wasn't that bad he was cute, easy on the eyes but definitely not the tutoring type. "Anyways," he continues, "Clarke Taylor, meet Alec White. Alec White meet Clarke Taylor. I hope you guys get used to each other's company because you are going to be spending a lot of time together. Now Alec, I won't ask you again. Take a seat," with that said, he left the room leaving us with awkwardness hanging in the air.

I didn't know what to do, I didn't want to look at him or say anything but I secretly wished he would do one of the two so there wouldn't be so much awkwardness. He moved and pulled out the chair next to me taking a seat, opening his text book and removing his bookmark he pointed at the page and started talking gibberish. "Chapter thirty-four, Inverse trigonometric functions," What the hell was that? I don't know what to say back! I don't even know what he said! how  was this supposed to work? I looked over at him hoping he got the hint to be more clear. "Look," he spit, leaning in close to my ear, "I don't want to be here. You don't want to be here. That much is perfectly clear, but unlike you, I have a busy social schedule and I don't have time to sit here with you while you day dream about how you wish you had a life. So instead of pretending I don't exist, because for some unknown reason you hate me, open your damn textbook and start following along." He ripped my math book out from under my arms and slam it open. Turning it to the right page he shoved it towards me. I was furious my insides resisting the urge to cry and scream at the same time, how could someone be so rude and inconsiderate. I choked back hateful comebacks, he was right about one thing I hate him.

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We had surprisingly made it through an entire chapter without ripping each others throats out, but I was done with today. I gathered my books and shoved them in my backpack getting up, "We're not done yet." he called after me

"Does it look like I care? I'm done for today, didn't you say you had a life to get back to? why don't you go do that." I let the door shut behind me, who's the jerk now Alec? I thought to myself, your not the only one that can play this game.