Need you

Chap 2

Derek:
I woke up in the morning, to my alarm. I pushed the button on top. Becca and I  still haven't figured out when should she tutor me. I was thinking about Wednesdays and Fridays. They were reasonable, right? I took out my phone and quickly texted her.
Can you tutor me on Wednesdays and Fridays? I texted.
Sure. But can it be on like, six or something? I have Bball practice.
I'm fine with that.
I switched of my phone and got out of my bed. 5:00 AM? She's awake at this time? Must explain.She's buff. Well, kinda. I changed into shorts and a tank t-shirt with Nike's. I headed over to gym which was in my house.

By the time I came out, I was covered in sweat and then I took a cold shower to wake me up and to cool me down.
I pulled on jeans and a blue tee shirt. I hopped into my Nike's and went into the kitchen.
'Good morning mom.'
'Good morning, honey! Your pancakes are kept on the counter towards the left. Put in the whipped cream or anything. If you want any blueberries or strawberries on it, they can be found in the fridge.'
'Thanks.' I grabbed my plate and sat down on the table. I quickly finished and grabbed my jacket and go, out of there.
I quickly reached school in around fifteen minutes of walking.
I walked in to the calm and quite corridors of Malloy High School. I was really surprised when I heard a creak of the door behind me. Who could be this early?
I turned around, only to find Becca. She smiled at me, walked down the hall to her locker and put her bag inside. I followed her to the basketball court in the school, where she usually had practice. Or so my sources said. I walked into the court with her,and sat down on the bleachers. I saw her practicing slam dunk. She also practiced shooting from mid-court. I saw her go to the end of the court, no doubt to do a layup. I saw her gracefully run with speed ,stop, still bouncing the ball and than jump on one leg, shooting the ball in. It landed in with a little bounce from the board. There was no doubt. She was a jock. A total one. I bet that she could play football and soccer as well.
'Nice playing!' I grinned at her.
'Thank you!'
She put the ball back in the racks and came over to me.
'Where should we have your tuitions?' Queried Becca.
'Can it be over at your place?'
'No problem!' She ran over to her locker, got her first period book out.
'What's your timetable?' I blurted out before I knew what I was doing.
'Hmm...lets compare timetables?'
'Sure.' I agreed.
We showed each other our timetables. No frickin' way! Same timetables!
I got out my French book as well, then heading to the fountain area in the centre of the school.

When,suddenly, my phone started ringing.

I checked he caller ID and it was my best friend, Brian.

'Sup, dude.' I said.

'Sup. And also, can you meet me at lunch? We sit at Becca's table.' He said.

'Sure, dude.'

We sit at Becca's table?

Wow.

And I didn't even notice. I am so f*cked up.

"TRIIING"

Damn... The bell.

'Shit. The bell. Have I mentioned how much I hate Tuesdays? I mean, even after a Tuesday, even the calendar says, W T F , geddit?' Becca joked.

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.

'Nice joke!' I pointed out.

And then we both headed over to class.