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Here we go again, come to a new school, 3 months from now I'll be getting kicked out for bad behavior. It's not like I'm a super anti social freak who loves getting in trouble. In fact, I'm just like everyone else. I dress the same, I make friends easily, I just also get in trouble easily. I look at my schedule to see the have the class from hell first. Math. Might as well take my time getting there if I'm forced to sit there for an hour and a half. I walk slowly to the room and get there about 5 minutes after the bell rings. When I walk in, all eyes are on me naturally, considering I'm the new girl. "You must be Y/N. late in your first day? A good look you think?" The nosy teacher asks looking at me. I start walking towards an open desk and turn my head to look at him. "I thing you should mind your own business mr...." I look towards his desk for his name plaque. "Mr. Ass helmet." All the kids in the class snicker as I sit down next to a boy with thick framed glasses and a sweater vest. "It's Asshelmet." The teacher says rolling his eyes. All the students snicker again and Mr. Ass helmet starts teaching again.
Out of the corner of my eye, I can tell someone is staring right at me. I turn my head rapidly to see the nerdy looking boy with thick framed glasses looking at me like I was the last price of pizza he was ever going to see. "Can I helped you?" I say quietly not wanting to completely embarrass the kid. He was kinda cute after all. He suddenly snaps out of his gaze and starts to nervously fidget "I--I um y--you l-- um...." "spit it out." "Y--you're really pretty." The boy says quickly and then faces forward in his seat with a face as red as a tomato. Well then.
"Miss. Y/L/N, stay after class please." The teacher quietly says to me as he passes by my desk. How did I even get in trouble? I haven't even done anything yet! After the bell rings, everybody shuffles out of the classroom while I stay in my desk, mentally preparing myself for the "no more bad behavior" talk I've had more times then I can count. After everybody leaves, I walk up to the desk and notice the nerdy looking boy standing at the desk too. "Mr. Asshelmet, I'm sorry i-if I got in t-trouble. I-I didn't mean too--" "relax Grayson, you're not in trouble. I just want to ask you something." The mosey teacher turns to me next. "Y/N, based off of your previous school records, to pass my class you're going to need some help. So, Grayson, I was wondering if you would be willing to tutor her." Mr. Asshelmet looks at the boy standing next to me. I turns my head towards him after he doesn't answer the question. The poor boy is staring at me like a dog stares at a bone, completely in a trance.
"W-what? Oh. Y-yea sure." Grayson looks between the teacher and me. He was honestly pretty cute. He somehow made a sweater vest look hot which was something kind of incredible considering I'd never even looked at someone who paired a button up shirt with a sweater vest. "Great! Well you to should get to your next class. Thank you again Grayson, and Y/N, I hope this tutoring is successful. Grayson and I walk out of the classroom, him slightly behind me. "So how does today after school work?" I ask as soon as we get out of the room. "Um--um- yea." Grayson scratches behind his head which causes his muscles to flex. Wait muscles. Dang, not bad. "Ok. I'll meet you out front after last period." I say walking away slowly. Grayson just stands there staring at me again. What's this kids problem. "What is it with you and staring?" I ask Grayson, a little irritated. Grayson snaps out of the trance he was in. "S-sorry! You're just-just really beautiful." He mutters the last part. I can feel my cheeks heat up in a blush. What is this kid doing to me? "Well I'll see you after class Grayson." I say walking away, with no intention of going to class.
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At exactly 3:00, I was standing in front of the school waiting for Grayson so we could start our tutoring session. And why I was so excited, I don't know. Something about Grayson just made me feel all tingly inside. Which, again is extremely odd considering the last few boyfriends I had, would beat kids like Grayson. But this kid was completely different. "H-hey. You ready to start?" I hear a deep voice behind me I recognize as Grayson. "Yea but I'm hungry. Let's get food first." I say taking his hand and leading him to my car. "B-but shouldn't we s-study first? I don't want to get in t-trouble." "Why would we get in trouble for going to McDonald's?" I roll my eyes and motion for him to get in the car so I can begin the drive to the extremely average restaurant.
"Why don't you go find a table and I'll order for you?" I say to Grayson as I notice the place is pretty packed." "O-okay." Grayson slips behind me walking to and empty table and sitting awkwardly. It was kinda adorable in a way. I get to the front of the line and order our food. As soon as I get the tray of food I was dying to eat, I start walking to the table only to be interrupted by a boy in dark sunglasses and a smirk. "Head baby doll, let me carry that for you." The boy says taking the tray out of my hand and standing next to me. "Um thanks. But I can carry my own food." I say rather confused by this guys flirting ability. He only smirks at me and pulls the sun glasses off of his face. "Come on baby doll, why don't you come eat with me and then...I can take you home with me." The guy puts his arm around my waist and whispers In my ear. "Ah. Well I appreciate the offer, but I don't go home with guys who take flirting advice from their mommy." I pull away from the guy and walk away looking for Grayson. When I find him, he has a sad look on his face. What made this poor boy so sad I don't know, but it broke my heart. "Hey Grayson." I say placing the food down in front of us. "Hey" he mumbles still looking pouty. "What's wrong?" "Is that the kinda guy you like? Is that what you're into?" Grayson asks suddenly with a burst of confidence. The poor kid was jealous! That's why he's pouty. Does that mean he likes me? "Honestly Grayson, you wanna know what I like? I like dark hair, with hazel eyes, and thick framed glasses..." I lean over so our faces are almost touching. I can feel his breathing becoming more intense as I get closer to him. "Kiss me." Grayson wastes no time connecting his lips with mine. For someone who seems like he's never even touched a girl, he was a pretty good kisser.
We continue to make out and completely forget that we are in public. We pull away from each other, both out of breathe and Grayson looking like he was going to pass out. "Should we get this food to go and then head over to my place?" I say moving out of the booth. "To study?" Grayson says in his innocent way. A smirk finds its way onto my face. "Yea gray, to...study." He looks at me confused causing me to giggle. I'd never seen myself as someone falling for a nerd. But here I am.
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Hi! I hope that didn't suck, and weddings are very stressful. The good news is, I ran out of sad tom Hardy movies to watch. Please vote and comment!!❤️~C🌺
