The Brawler meets Miss Perfect

Unfavourable

[Garrett's P.O.V]

         I was scaring myself, acting so passively in her presence. I let Elena help me home, nurse me, and said things I never imagined I would say. It bothered me even more, since it was Elena that I said this to, with a feeling of exposure no one else really got out of me. Her persistence paid off, I will give her that.

"Just shake my hand already."

She shook my hand, wearing a delighted look on her face.

"W-What?"

"It's nothing. I'm just happy you're being nice right now."

"W-Whatever, just ..."

"What is it?"

"Uh, it's nothing."

She let go of my hand, looking around my apartment.

"Your place is pretty nice."

"Yeah ... I guess."

"Want me to help clean it up?"

"I-I'm good."

"Say, since I'm already here, do you want to work together on our English homework?"

"I, uh ..."

"Hm?"

"I already finished it. I did it before my brawl, since I knew I'd get a headache, or something."

"Oh really?"

She grinned a little and pulled my English binder (the only binder I had) out of my bag. She rifled through the dividers and flipped open the homework.

"Oh. You really did finish it." I nodded and got up from my sofa.

"As a token of gratitude, I'll help you with it."

"R-Really?" She said, sounding surprised. Didn't see that coming, did you, Elena Arrington?

"Just this one time, I'll help you with homework."

"O-Okay." She said still sounding surprised, but smiled anyway.

What the hell are you doing? Since when do you help someone you don't like with their homework? What the fricking hell? It was too late to back out, since she looked so happy. Ah, screw it. Let's get this over with.

"I didn't get this part, when Mr. Hilden was explaining this section of the story ..."

"Hm ... that's where Darren Tile said 'I don't know what is darker here.'"

"Did you understand what that meant?"

"It meant that he was referring to the room as a metaphor for his heart. He's just saying that his heart might be feeling darker and gloomier than the room he was sitting in when he was talking to Sarah. She didn't understand that."

"I see ..." Elena sounded satisfied, scribbling in her notebook.

"Anything else?"

"Yeah ..." She flipped through the book to the seventh chapter. It was a chapter that was full of a shitload of drama. "What did Sarah mean when she said this ... ?" She leaned a little closer to me, pointing to an entire paragraph.

"It's the exact opposite of what Darren said in the next paragraph."

I said pointing to the paragraph directly underneath the one she pointed to.

"Oh, I see now ..."

She then took down notes and finished her English homework. Thank god. Just after, she pulled out blue a binder, cleverly labeled 'MATH'.