bad boy kisses (completed) ✔

27. The tutoring session and that cute nerd.

"I don't wanna live forever, 'cuz I know I've been living in vain."

—I Don't Wanna Live Forever by Taylor Swift and Zayn Malik
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[ S O P H I A ]

"Apart from banging girls and drowning yourself in booze, did you ever take out your precious time to study?" I tap my pencil against the desk waiting for a good explanation. But of course, who am I kidding, he'll never tell me.

"That's a good question. I've been thinking about that my entire life. But sadly, no." Max almost whispers.

"Why don't you get such a simple thing Anderson? You have to find the angle B in order to have the required angle D, what's so difficult about it?" I let out an intentional groan and close my eyes.

These sessions would be worse than what I thought they would go like.

"You know what's stupid Clarke? I'll tell you what's stupid. Stupid is that I'm finding the stupid angle B, as you say it, which, for the record, the question doesn't even require us to find then why the fuck am I finding something that isn't when related to the question?!" Slapping his hands on the table, he slumps down further in his seat.

I swear, the librarian is looking at us now.

"Because that's how it's supposed to be Max! Ugh. You can't find that angle if you don't find angle B, you have to find it even though he hasn't asked you to!" I semi-yell to emphasis my point.

In one swift motion, he takes the register from my hands, no, not take, more like... snatch. "This is so annoying. I'm done. So...I'll go."

He gives me a wicked grin, gosh stop doing that already you asshole. "Get your ass down here on this stupid, uncomfortable seat right now!" Yep, there is also a thing as Angry Sophia.

After studying me for a moment or two, he silently slips into his seat. Yep, that's better. "Good. Now fucking solve this. And if you do it wrong..." I pause smirking to myself, "If you do it wrong... I'll make you stay here another two hours. That would be horrible now, wouldn't it be? Huh Max?"

I thrust out my bottom lip and batter my eyelashes. Max glares me. More like... death glares at me and turns his eyes into slits. "You're not serious. You won't do that."

I remain silent, it's about time somebody tamed this guy into a normal teen.

"You're evil." Is all he says and slides down further in his chair.

"You turned me into evil." I retort now looking at him. "Now solve this or I'm not letting you go."

"What's that princess? You're not letting me go?" Max pounds, the stupid smirk never leaving his face.

"Ugh. Just...just do the question, alright?" I dismissed. Letting out a groan of frustration, I soon find him actually writing something on the register.

"I still don't get the logic though. It's bullshit to me." I hear him murmur, making my head snap at him.

"Well, this what seems like bullshit to you actually passes people in exams. So do it some justice and solve it already."

"Fine. Bossy." He whispers.

Have you ever come across a situation in which you desperately want to kill someone but you don't because you don't want to go to jail? Well, I don't know about you but I sure as hell am in that situation right now.