A Badboy, Some Football & A Nerd

Chapter VIII: Where Are My Donuts?

Percy wasn't taking any chances for losing his place on the football team.

He had somehow found out my number, and texted me later that day. I honest to god, had no idea where he got my number from, it's not like I give it out to people at school.

I had only just gotten home, after parking Dads Mustang in the garage, when I heard my phone ping in my pocket. I pulled it out and read the text that had said, I need you to tutor me. Obviously my mind went straight to thinking it was from Percy, and it was. I checked the paper Percy had given me and the numbers matched.

There I was, texting one of the 'badboys' about being tutored. Me. Texting. Percy. Well actually it was Percy texting me because he initiated the conversation, i was just replying.

Me:
Yes Percy, I'm tutoring you.

Percy:
Yay. Good. Just checking. Now let me in.

There was a knock on the door and I groaned loudly. He was seriously outside my house right now. I hobbled out of Dads baby and chucked my bag down the hall towards the kitchen, and then walked to the door. I looked through the peep hole, and saw him standing there, in his blue jeans and white shirt, with a army jacket.

I sent him another text.

Me:
What do you want Percy?

Percy:
I want you to tutor me.

Me:
Now? Really?

Percy:
No. Tomorrow.

Me:
Okay good. I'll see you then.

He texted me a few times more but i ignored all them, still watching him from the peep hole. After a while, and another 10 texts, he backed off the porch. I waited until he was about to open his car door, before I threw open the front door.

"Percy!" I barked, making him spin around and almost trip over his feet. "Do you want me tutor you, or not? Get your butt over here so we can start."

Percy scrambled back up to the front porch, mumbling under his breath. "You suck," I heard him say.

I scoffed at him. "Yeah, you wish."

Percy grinned at me. "Let's just get this over and done with."

I led him into the house, and luckily he didn't have to meet my parents or get bombarded by my little sister, who loved meeting new people. She was more social than me. I led him upstairs, and told him to wait in my room while I got changed. I picked out a pair of leggings and a simple shirt, and chucked them on in the bathroom, away from prying eyes, mainly Percy.

When I came out, tying my hair up in a high ponytail, he was lying on my bed, playing with his phone. Wait no. That was my phone. He was trying to guess my password, and well he was failing miserably, locking me out for five whole minutes.

I snatched my phone off of him. "Nice one Percy."

He stood up and bowed teasingly. "Thank you, M'lady." He pretending to tip a hat, which he told me was a pretend fedora.

I held in a laugh. "Okay, let's get started. Where are my donuts?"

Percy's eyes widened. "Oh sh-" I have him a stern look and he stopped what he was about to say. "I uh...I might have forgotten them. Ill be right back."

He tried to run out the door but I held him by his collar. "Afterwards. You want me to tutor you, so that's what I'm going to do." I looked him straight in the eye and gave him a creepy smile. "You're going to do it if you like it or not."