Private

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Sasha woke up bright and earlier, ready for her second day of school and unlike her friends, she was a morning person. It was like she needed the fresh morning sunlight on her face just like most people needed coffee.

She dressed in a green, Nike windbreaker with ripped, white shorts. She paired it was white and green Air Force One's. Giving herself a half-up-half-down hairstyle, she left her house.

Taking off from her mansion of a house. With her mom making over five million a year, Sasha was spoiled. Unfortunately, when Sasha's father passed her mother had to take on a lot more shifts, so Sasha only sees her mom once every two months.

Usually to every teenager going into junior year would be happy that they have an empty house, but Sasha just missed her mom and wanted nothing more than to have a day in with her.

She arrived at school almost late like usual. Rushing to her locker, she grabbed her books and ran to class, but not before slamming into someone's chest. She looked up at the much taller boy, once she saw the arm tattoo, she felt a shiver run through her body.

Roman Reigns.

Sasha wasn't scared of a lot of people, but he was one of them. He never smiled, even his crystal blue eyes managed to look scary. "Watch where you're going, idiot."

Idiot?

He always comes up with something better than that. She thought. Sasha brushed it off and quickly made her way up to class. With two minutes to spare, Sasha sat in the back of the class and pull out her notes. Seth strolls in right as the bell rings, sitting at the other side of her classroom.

Sasha was confused on her new found interest in Seth Rollins, but no one could deny he was hot. She chewed on her gum as she starred at him. He was like an action figure. Plastic. This wasn't the real him and she was able to see straight through his little act.

"Ms.Banks-"

"Ms.Banks!"

His light brown eyes meet hers followed by a small growl. She snapped out of it once a ruler was slapped down on her desk. "I asked if you had your homework done."

"Y-yes, sir. It's right here."

While the teacher snatched her paper and looked it over. Her eyes wandered back over to the 'bad boy'. She watched as he socialized with Dean Ambrose.

"See me after class, Sasha." The teacher sighed and continued on with the class.

It flew by quickly as the bell for lunch rang. The class cleared out while Sasha slowly walked up to the teacher's desk. "You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes." He nods with a sigh. "I love the effort you put into your work, but your understanding is completely off. I was thinking, to save your grades from the gutter. Maybe get a tutor?"

"Tutor?"

"Yeah, I have someone who is willing to tutor anyone of my choice. And I feel as if you deserve the opportunity more than anyone."

"Thank you so much. Who is it?"

"Uh, Seth Rollins."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Yeah, he's my top student. Straight A's since freshmen year."

"O-Okay. When does this tutoring start?"

"I'll get in contact with him. Then we'll make arrangements for you guys to meet, say Saturday? Maybe at your house, I know how your mom's always gone."

"Yeah, sounds good. Thanks again."

Sasha left quickly. This had to be a secret. If any of her friends found out she was hanging with, Seth Rollins, they'd drop her from their friend group. As she walked to her locker she seen Natayla.

"Hey Baby G."

"Hey, what's up?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come to the café with me after school to, you know, ask TJ to the semi-formal in December."

"Yeah, of course."

"See you then." She smiled and strutted away. Nattie was Sasha's favourite person besides Bayley. She radiated positive energy. Sasha turned to close her locker, only to be startled by a tall figure.

Looking up her jaw almost dropped. Eyes traveling around the halls to check for any of her friends.

"Don't worry, I made sure no one seen me." He snickered as he removed the cherry lollipop from his mouth.

"Okay."

"So, Mr. Davis tells me I'll be tutoring you, and it starts this Saturday?" He says looking down at her. "Ring a bell?"

"Yes, I will be at your house around five."

"You don't exactly know where that is."

"Dm me or something." She shrugged and picked up her bag. "Look, I gotta go. We'll talk Saturday."

She rushed down the hall down to the cafeteria. Her friends eyes followed her as she made her way towards them. "Where have you been?"

"Mr. Davis totally humiliated you infront of the class."

"Shut up, Xavier." Bayley rolled her eyes.

"Well, I had to speak to him quickly. Anyways, nothing else important?"

"Yeah, so-"

As Charlotte started her story Sasha tuned out and watched as the leather jacket appear in the basic crowd.

Saturday was going to be weird.