The Bad Boys Tutor

Chapter 2 (Andy's POV)

I walked home thinking about all that happened.

Does he actually like me?

No of course not.

He's a player, he only sees me as a toy.

I was mentally at war with myself.

Half of me wanted nothing to do with him, the other half wanted everything to do with him

"Stop it Andy, get a grip!" I scolded myself

I was a good girl who needed a good guy, Tyler was the exact opposite.

It's not that I've never been kissed before, but Tyler's kiss was better

I plopped down on my bed.

"I'm gonna have to go to his house tomorrow" I said.

I don't know if I dreaded this or enjoyed it.

He can never know......

I spent the entire day trying to compose myself.

Tyler cannot know.....

I composed myself yet again before I walked in the classroom door.

We were suppose to sit next to each other now.

Tyler wasn't there so I took my seat and waited for class to start.

Halfway through class he showed up.

Why would he would show up at the end of the last class of the day? I don't know

He took his seat next to me, not saying a word.

Whenever Mr Gibson looked to the board Tyler ran his hand along my thigh.

Then school was over.

I gathered my things and waited for Tyler.

He got up and walked out the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked him.

"None of your business" he told me.

"Yes it is, I'm your tutor, it's my business now" i retorted.

"Well I was gonna go out with the guys but I guess not" he said.

He walked outside.

"Now where are you going?" I whined.

"To my car" he gestured to the parking lot.

"Oh" I muttered.

"Yea, I have a car" he said like it was a big deal.

I followed him to his car.

"This is your car!" I exclaimed.

"It's a '65 Chevy Camaro" he said proudly.

It's blue!

I love this car!

"It's okay" I lied.

It was more than okay.

"Well are you gonna get in or not?" Tyler said.

"Y-yea" I said opening the passenger door and sliding inside.

For such a bad boy I though he would have a motorcycle or something.

He drove us to his house.

Not house.....MANSION!

This house was more of a hotel looking place.

He pulled into the driveway and we both got out.