A Badboy, Some Football & A Nerd

Chapter XII: Say Bye Bye Tutoring

I caught up with Percy during the break. I say caught up like he was running away from me but in reality he was sitting down at his table eating his lunch.

He was surrounded by a few other people, Michael and Flynn, a few other football teammates, a few girls.

And as I scanned the cafeteria looking for him, I noticed just how stereotypical our school was.

In one half of the area sat all the popular kids, which branched out into different groups. The sporty ones, which included the football team and any other school sport. The cheerleaders, who were usually all bitchy, fuelling the stereotypes. The straight out think they're top stuff and think they own this school. This list goes on.

The rest of the area i noticed is taken by the not so popular people. This included the music geeks, who were usually absent practicing some form of music. The bookworms, who were always found with their head stuck deep in a book. Your typical nerd, who spends their lunch time working out math problems.

And then it branches off into many type of club groups, like chess and want not.

I scanned my eyes quickly through the popular side of the cafeteria and I spot Percy's familiar brown locks. I was locked onto my target, and I made my way over to his table.

Planting myself behind him, I tapped on his shoulders to get his attention, ignoring the looks from everyone else seated at the table. When he spun around and noticed who I was, his eyes slightly widened, and tried to cover it by blinking.

I wasn't sure to play good cop or bad cop with him, so I decided on being both. Kind of like Jekyll and Hyde. Kind of....

Time for good cop. "Can I please talk to you?" I ask him sweetly, still ignoring the strange looks I was being given.

Percy coughed. "Um...." He looked at the others on the table who were looking at me like i was an alien. "...Sure."

When he made no attempt to move I added. "Alone." Which got a few gasps and more widened eyes.

Percy reluctantly got up from his seat. "Yeah, okay."

I walked away from the table and chucked a glance over my shoulder to make sure Percy was still following me, and luckily he was.

I led him to an empty classroom, one that would later be used as an English class. I flipped on the light and gestured for him to enter. He stepped into the room and I closed the door behind him.

I turned around and found him leaning against one of the many desks, and I walked over to him to pinch his ear.

"Ow! Ow!" Percy yelped wiggling away from me and landed on the floor. "What was that for?"

I walked over to him and he scooted away slightly, before realised I'm a 5ft4 girl. "Tell me why you went all weird yesterday." I poked him in the stomach.

Bad cop.

"W-why? What?" He said. "Weird?"

I poked him in the chest again, and this time he stood up and leant against the table again. "You went all spas on me. Going after the last donut."

The look of confused that had settled itself onto Percy's face slowly turned into one of realisation. And then his face went pale.

"Uh-I...t-that was nothing." He said all to quickly.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Didn't look like nothing mister. Now explain." I went to poke him in the stomach again, but he stopped me and turned my hand into a fist.