Hailey's POV:
I woke up and noticed that I wasn't in my own bed. I was sitting on my school table my light blue blanket over my shoulders. I looked around and tried to get used to the light in my room which already risen sun gave to my room.
I straightened myself and stretched my arms before a big yawn left my mouth. Then thoughts of that, why I was here and not in my bed came in my head. Seconds later I remember and hid my face under my hands.
Throwback last night:
"Wow, you have a pretty big room, Hailey" Justin admired when his gaze flew all over my neatly set room and furnitures there. I was glad that I had decided make my bed or my room had looked a like a mess. It wouldn't have given him a good picture of me, like it would have been some obligation. To show your new neighbor that you was a girl with good manners and intelligence, even he meant nothing to you.
"Thanks" I mumbled and sat down on the chair in front of my table. He looked around trying to search a place to sit. "Oh, sit where you want" I tried lighten the atmosphere between us. It started get awkward already and it wasn't good start.
He sat edge of my bed and opened his notebook. "So which things you would need help?" he asked and turned pages of his thick notebook. "Everything" I laughed and it made him laugh back.
"Well tell me at least then where we could start that 'everything'?" he raised his eyebrows asking. "Uuhmm.. for example to these weird diagrams" I showed him a strange looking figure on the page. "It's called an integral, not a diagram, Hailey" he rolled his eyes. "It has taught already in the first year in the high school" I rolled my eyes to mock him. "Did you forgot that I suck at math, okay?" His way to talk was annoying me already.
He sighed deeply before he nodded and started teach me. "So first we will look at where that..."
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I could nothing but look at him amazed. How anyone could be that good in math? He made it sound so simple. "Can you come teach us in the class?" I asked without thinking what I had just let out of my mouth. My suggestion made him chuckle softly.
"So you understood something, Hailey?" he questioned. "Yeah, I think so.." I mumbled and felt how my cheeks warmed a bit of embarrassment still because of that unexpected saying I said out earlier.
"Okay, good" he rub his hands togethet and pulled out some paper from between his notebook. "Then it's time to a little test" he pushed a paper with three diagrams, no, sorry I mean integrals in front of me. I sighed, he has to be kidding but I saw no signs of joke on his face when I looked him disbelieved. "You can do it" he nodded and handed my pen for me.
No, I couldn't, I thought myself but however I took my pen better in my hand and started write some numbers on that paper. Trying wouldn't cost anything though, especially when I wasn't at school. I couldn't get yells to Mrs. Green how I wasn't able to answer so simple questions. Mr. Bieber didn't looked like a judging type of guy.
He looked more like understanding when he showed a smile and nodded for me to continue working. I finished the last problem before I pushed the paper in front of him. "Done? Wow, you was quick. Did I do too easy test for you?" he chuckled and I giggled back.
We continued working still before my eyes started get closed and a few yawns escaped from his mouth too. "It is getting late, Hails" he mumbled and I nodded half in sleep. I rested my head against the cold school table of mine and before I have noticed I was in sleep.
"Good night, Hails"
Flashback ends
I thought that those words were a dream but maybe they had been said out for real. He had put the blanket over me and wished me good night before he had left.
"Good night, Hails" He had wished me good night and called me with a nickname. Maybe he wasn't bad guy at all
______________________________________So here was the chapter 5. Did you like it? It was kinda short one this time but next one will be a longer one again.
I'd have a one question to you:
Would you like to read these things from Justin's POV too? Or do you even like that I use different povs?
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Three Knocks
FanfictionNobody have ever knocked their door three times. None, before he came around, that man with brown hair and deep hazel eyes. Three knocks, not more or less, always Everytime.