Discovering Me

Chapter 23- Another One

"Diya! Could I talk to you?" Called Mrs Spencer, my maths teacher, who I approached shakily, fearing the worst.

"Yes miss, is there a problem" I asked as she pulled a couple of papers from her bag.

"I was wondering if you had any free time to tutor a boy, Sheryar, he's just moved schools, and I thought he may need someone to go over the syllabus for him, he's going to be in the same maths and computing class as you, so could you tutor him for the next six weeks after school?" She asked, handing me a bunch of sheets filled with questions and a memory stick.

"Uhm....sure" I replied hesitantly, I needed a distraction and this was it, although social interaction terrified me, unless I knew them, what's the worst that could happen.

"Great, thanks, you have his address on that piece of paper, just follow it, and arrange something with him" she waved me off, she excepted me to just go to his house and arrange this for myself, guess I couldn't do anything about it, she was one of the care-free, gone with the wind teachers, who was all fun and games but really good at her job.

"See you later"

I walked back home, this time with Reya who I told about the boy, it had gotten even darker and gloomier and her birthday was approaching, and we were already wedding planning for Aleesa and Yusha's wedding, the date of they hadn't even decided yet, they were young only eighteen albeit they'd already left college, both of them were going to uni although Aleesa was taking  a year off, where she and Jasmine would live in some country in Europe.

"Um Reya could you just drop this off at his house, so that when I go back it will be there, please, his house comes along the way your house is"

"Sure, no problem, bye!" She waved as she crossed the road as we changed paths.

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Reya's PoV 

I rang the doorbell, to a old bungalow at the corner of my street, which always had been known for crazy parties and secret drug deals, something I desired to be a part of a long time ago, but now I had other thing to do.

"Hi" I looked up from my phone to find a boy, my age with light brown hair, fair skin and two dimples smiling at me.

"Hey,are you Sheryar? I've got these papers for him, from the new college he's going to" I smiled back.

"Yep that's me" he said as I handed him the worksheets and booklets out of my bag.

"Thanks"

" I was wondering, are you going to be tutoring me? Because I think it would be hard for me to concentrate" he laughed.

"No, actually my friend, Diya, would be tutoring you, I think she'll struggle for the next six weeks, but no worries I'll have the paracetamol ready" I smiled back.

"So this isn't your number? Because I seem to have lost mine, I was wondering if I could have yours" he smiled.

"Nice try! See you later" I waved as I wandered back tripping as I turned to head out of his front garden, he obviously caught me, it was so cliche and it made me feel like a clumsy, helpless, loser.

"I never knew you were this clumsy" he laughed, getting me back up.

"Uh, thanks, by the way I'm not really clumsy" I said as I stumbled back embarrassingly still cringing over the whole incident.

"Bye" He yelled from his door, still chuckling.

Diya's PoV

This guy had to be extremely thick to not understand all of this, why did he need tutoring, why couldn't he just be normal and just start school?

I rang the doorbell, and a handsome face greeted me, not that I was intrested but he was clearly a really cute guy.

"Hey!" I said, trying to sound as positive as possible.

"You sound nervous, anyways come in" he said leading me in, to quite a normal looking house with white sofas and an entire wall painted as a abstract farm.

"Hello, love" said a young looking petite women.

"Hello" I extended my hand.

"Nice to meet you" I continued.

"You too, I expect you to be tutoring Sheryar, for the next six weeks, he uh needs some help with his studies, just head on upstairs, and have fun" I don't think she entirely understood the concept of tutoring, or the fact that it didn't involve fun, nevertheless I nodded politely.

He led me into his immaculate room, which looked a lot more like a hotel room than a teenage boys bedroom.

"So Diya, I've already done all the worksheets and booklets and I was wondering if you could do me a favour?" He looked at me, as he fixed his hair.

"Wait, what? Like all of it?" I asked still dumbstruck.

"Yeah"

"Okay, then I'll have to bring you new work, and I'll also have to mark it, but never-mind, what was the favour you were asking for?" I asked as I scanned the room.

"Actually, I was going to this party and I wanted your friend, the one who dropped the papers off to come along with me, you too, obviously, but like can we sneak out?"

"Sneak out? You mean like depart this house, disappear, what if your mum finds out?" I questioned.

"She won't"

"Okay...so when are we going?" I smiled, thankful for another to-be crazy adventure.