In Too Deep || D. H.

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Wednesday, August 23

The doorbell rang continuously at least for five minutes now. "Coming!" I yell and shoot down the stairs. I open the door to reveal Lainie. Lainie? "What are you doing here Lain?" I thought she would walk with everyone else before school.

"Everyone already left, and I thought it would be cool since you didn't leave yet." We laughed. "You wanna take my car?" Honestly not feeling like walking today. "Sure."

We walked around the back to the garage. "Don't mind the piece of junk." I say. It's just a 82 Dodge but I'm really trying to save up for a 87 Porsche. Maybe. "It's fine actually!" Lainie said as she hopped into the passenger seat.

We blurted out every word to every song that was played, until we reached school. "So you know Shelly?" Shelly? Who's Shelly? "No not really." Sounds like she could be the stuck up-bitch of the school or something.

"She's this bitch," Bingo! "Anyways, yesterday she was..." I zoned out of her rambling, when I noticed this bulky, yet hot lookin dude in the halls.

He was standing by the lockers so I stopped walking his way. "And I was like.." she was still going on. "Lainie!" I said interrupting her. "Who is that hunk?" I whisper-shouted. "Oh that's Adam, only the most popular jock of them all." She said smirking.

"He already has this 'miss little cheerleader' to himself, so I don't think he's the one M." I sigh. He has the jawline that can cut, and blue eyes like I've never seen before. Wait, I have seen a pair actually very recently, but not on someone I would ever, ever date.

          "Being a cheerleader wouldn't be so bad." I muttered to myself. "What?" Well, thought it was to myself. "Oh nothing."

      "See you at Spanish!" The bell rings, and we part our separate ways. I enter first period and remember I have it with HIM. "Ok everyone take your seats," I just made it on time. "Pop quiz everyone. You had Spanish last year, so this shouldn't be hard." Everyone in the room groans as she hands out the papers. I'm actually really good at Spanish.

          It already been 15 minutes into the quiz and Dinger has nothing on his paper other than drawings. I roll my eyes and finish up.
I run up to the desk and hand her the papers. "Done already Miss Brown?" She glared at me. Honestly looking at her she at least has to be 90 years old. "It wasn't that challenging." I sat and head back to my seat.

Class was over and Dinger drew on all the papers with no answers. "Miss Brown, Mr. Holfield can u stay for a moment?" She stopped us from leaving class. This isn't good.
"Miss Brown, I've been noticing that your possibly the smartest student I've ever had," Where is she going with this? "And Mr. Holfield," Oh no. "All you have been doing is smoking and drawing war battles with stick figures on the tests. Don't think that I don't see you," I giggle, because who wouldn't.

  "So Maggie, you are going to be tutoring Mr. Holfield for a month or so." WHAT. Did she really say that? "No you can't! I've only been in this school for three goddamn days!" I squealed. I can't be stuck alone again with this red-headed freak! "I'm not smart! I'm dumb!"

"You two start immediately after school. No discussion." This cannot be happening. "But.." I start but she cut me off, "Out!" I walk out of the room absolutely shocked. "See you after school sweetness." He whispered in my ear which gave me goosebumps. I scoffed and bolted away from him. I hate this school.

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I run down the stairs of the school fast, because I know Dinger can't keep up with me. "Hey!.." I can already hear from him. "I can only limp so fast!" I finally slowed down for him. "We'll do it at my house, but this absolutely kills me." I spat and head for my car.

We start to drive, and he's already getting on my nerves. "Don't touch that!" I slap his hand away from my coffee. "Or that." I grab my car air fresher from out of his hands.

We reach my house, and I can't believe he's actually entering it. "Nice place! Maybe we can study in your room." He smirks. Ugh! He disgusts me. "No!" I grab his hand and head for the kitchen. "We'll study here!" And we sit down at the island.

"So what Spanish words do you know?" Probably zero. "Um..." He started scratching his head. "I guess I know hoola? That's a word right?" Oh my gosh. "It's hola, and I guess that's better than nothing." Honestly this won't go well.
     "Ok start with this." We scoot closer together, which bothered me in the worst way possible. "Say, 'eres un coño!" I spat and wait for him to repeat. "Ers an cono?" He says with no accent at all. "What the hell does that mean?" He titles his head. "Oh nothing." I giggle. "Next one."

"Say 'mi amore'" I say, this one was actually to study for this time. He repeated. "Now, what's that?" He asked. Does this kid know anything? "It means 'my love.'"

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               We finally finished and it was the longest 2 hours I've ever had. "Ok so bye now." I started and pushed him out the door. "Wait, wait. No hold on!" He squealed. "Whaattt?" I whine. "Can't I stay for a little while hun?" He started with the puppy eyes, "I'm not that bad." And then the pouted lip. Ugh. "Fine. My mom won't be home till late" she works late shifts most of the time and my dad's already off to a business trip. "Perfect." He muttered. I roll my eyes and walk back in.

      "I new you would give in eventually princess." And just like that, he threw himself on the couch. "What should we watch first? There's Fraggle Rock, ALF..." He rambled. "MTV." I stated. "Only the finest for the highness."  He smirked, and I scoff.

         We watched MTV for about two hours, singing to almost all of the songs. Believe it or not, I actually wasn't disgusted by him. I could feel my eyes getting heavier every minute and it's not even 8:30 yet. I was just slowly drifting to sleep.