The Tutor - Romeo Beckham

The Text Message

I walked downstairs.

"Soooooooo, how'd it go?" My mom asks, drying her hands from the sink water.

"It was fine, I guess" I responded, sitting down on the couch to watch television.

"Romeo has a girlfriend, Romeo has a girlfriend" Cruz sings walking over and sitting down beside me. Great. Just what I need.

"Stop it! I don't!" Not yet anyways.

"What do you mean 'Not yet, anyways?" My dad questions sitting down on the chair.

"Ughhhhhhh, I shout and run up the stairs to my bedroom. I lie on my bed for a couple minutes before walking to my phone and sitting down on my chair. I fiddle with it for a moment before going into the 'contact' app, adding 'Hannah Adams" and typing in her number. My fingers type out the words "Hey its Romeo" and my thumb hovers over the send key. I tap it and release a breath I hadn't realized I've been holding.

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"Hey" She replies almost instantly. Immediately, I froze. I didn't think what l would do if I got up to this point.

So I panicked, responding with a "Hi." Did I respond to fast? I shouldn't have put the period. Ughhhhhh.

"What's up" She texts back.

(R-Romeo H-Hannah)

R- Not much, how about you?

H- Just really bored.

R- Want to play truth or dare?

After a couples minutes, I don't get a response. I regret asking, she probably hates me now. Ugh, I'm such a screw up. Just as I'm about to walk out of my room, I hear an alert. I run to check it.

H- Sure, I'll start. TOD?

R- Hmmm truth.

H- Have you ever googled yourself... being Romeo Beckham, you must have a lot of fans.

R- Haha yes I have. You should see how many fans edit pictures of me and my family! It's insane.

H- Lol

R- Okay tod

H- Truth...;)

I didn't really know what to ask her, so I asked a basic truth or dare question.

R- Who do you like?

HANNAH'S pov

Reading Romeo's message gave me butterflies. I was shaking really hard. Should I say him or another guy? I have to say, I've sort of been obsessed with him for like, four years. It's not like I'm going to tell him that though.

H- A person

R- Be more specific.

H- a boy ;)

R- omg, which boy!!?

H- Ah that's another question...sorry not sorry.

R- Stop being so hard lol xx

Reading the xx part made me really nervous. I couldn't put my finger on why though. Just as I was about to respond my mother called me down for dinner.

H- Sorry, g2g. Ttyl ;)

Still feeling quite shaken, I walk downstairs and sit down. My mom puts a plate of pasta infront of me.

"So, how did tutoring go? Was he cuteeeeee?" My mom asks.

"It was fine and not really." I lie through my teeth. I tell my mom a lot, but I draw the line at who I like. She doesn't know about of my past boyfriends or crushes. And I plan to keep it that way.

"I have to talk to you about something." She starts. "I'm going to NYC for a week."

"Oooh awesome! I can't wait! When are we going? Should I start to pack-"

"Alone, Hannah. It's a business trip" She states.

"Where will I be staying?" I ask her.

"Here." She replies.

"Alone?"

"Yes, but the Freshmans next door offered to make you dinner, lunch and breakfast. And with your dance, tutoring and school, you'll hardly be here alone!" She replies, looking at her phone. "Sorry, I need to take this call. Finish up your dinner, and clear your plate" She says, before leaving the room and walking outside. I'm not that surprised. She's usually like this.

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