The Bully that Fell in Love

Chapter 5

Both of our jaws dropped. Why ME!?

“You can’t be serious!? She is not tutoring me because I don’t need one!”

“Your grades say otherwise”

His fists tightening up, I quickly blurred out of my mouth

“Sir are you thinking straight?!”

“Yes I am, you will be helping him or else you will both fail my course”

There is no way in hell I’m failing, so I guess being tortured by him is what I’m going to do now.

“Like I care about this stupid course! I don’t need it!”

“You will if you don’t want to take high school again” he crossed his arms and looked at Zayn dead in the eye.

“Ugghh! Fine!” Zayn opened the door hard and went back into class

I walked past my teacher and sat down as well without saying another word. He was doodling some shit on his paper that I am usually memorized by, but right now I’m just not in the mood. I can’t believe I have to tutor this moron!

He did nothing the rest of this god awful long period. When the bell rang I just wanted to get out of there and just go home but no why would I do that when he can just grab my wrist and sit me back down.

“I’m not finished with you yet” He said sternly in my ear. I turned my head to not face his brown eyes. Everyone else left the room and he was making sure I didn’t run off by squeezing my already cut wrist.

“Let go!” That just made him squeeze harder.

“Shut up! Look I don’t need no fucking tutor...but my parents think I need one which I don’t so...”

He actually wants me to come over and tutor him? It looks like he’s stuck in saying the words

“You want me to come and tutor you...”

 “No I don’t need a tutor...just to make my parents shut up about it” He says roughly.

“And if I don’t” I said coldly

He clenched my jaw with his other hand making me inches away from his face that makes a chill run down my spine every time I see him.

He kept his strength as he spoke; “I don’t think you want to know” He let me go harshly and grabbed his back as he walked out the door.

 I just screamed! So much for having a peaceful time at home.

Why is my life like this...?

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It’s Friday and instead of staying at home after school, I have to go over Zayn’s house and tutor the idiot. It will be more like a boxing session rather than a study session. And to add onto the perfect day, practise for the play are today afterschool as well.

Great

We are doing Romeo and Juliette since we are reading the book we are familiar with what the whole story line is. But since it’s a musical we make it more I guess teen-ish. We got all of our parts and I, out of all the other girls in the whole grade got chosen to be Juliette. I’m not even close as to how Shakespeare describes Juliette. But I knew the lines off by heart so I guess it’s not that bad. Afterschool our drama teacher Ms. Diaz has an exercise for us to get to know everyone that will be in our play. That means meeting new people....

And that means more people to make fun of me...

Then I think we all know how that will end up...