O2L Imagines {R}

Ricky and Luna

I walk through the crowed hallway in my school, but make no effort to move pass the hormonal teenagers because if they don't move, they will get picked on for their rest of their high school life. The reason behind this is because I'm royalty in this school. The most popular girl in this school and if they bump into me, the jocks will bully the person to somehow prove that they are worthy to get into my pants. As if!

I walk into my last period class, math, and sit near the front in the middle row. My two best friends, Britney and Stephanie, sat by me with the same cheerleader attire that I have on. I sat on my chair bored out of my mind for the rest of the class until the bell stoped the torture. The teacher stops words from escaping her mouth because it would be of no use because by the time she's done, the whole class would be halfway home. I grab my purse and comfortably place the strap on my shoulder. Before leaving the class, the teacher calls my name.

"Ms. Brook." She interrupts the giggles between Britney and I. I roll my eyes at Stephanie to express my annoyance and she nods with a sour expression on her face. I turn around and put on a smile on my lips and walk towards her desk.

"Yes Ms. Granger?" I ask confidently, knowing nothing bad will come out-

"You're failing the class." She admits and my smile fades. I gawk at the words and shake my head. I lower my gaze to the ground and pace around for a moment, with my hands gripping my hair. I stop and slam my hands on Ms. Granger's desk. She didn't seem fazed by my sudden anger, more of a disappointed look in her eyes.

"That's not possible." I deny everything. The words keep playing in my mind in repeat.

"Oh yes it is. That's why I'm assigning you a tutor. His name is Ricky Dillon and he will be tutoring you for the next two months." She states. My mouth falls and I take all her words to offense. Who in the hell does she think she is?

"Ricky! The top nerd in this school and let me just mention he has a speech impediment, so it's no use for him to tutor me because I won't understand him." I hiss. She sighs and hands me my report card for the class. I look at all the grades and the numbers are not that pretty.

"You will start today, Monday, and have lessons every Monday, Friday and Saturday." She finished, waving me off. I turn around and hope that my friends are no longer in the room. Thankfully, they're not. I walk out of her class speechless and soon as anyone tries to approach me, I hide the piece of paper in my Michel Kors purse. I look up and play a smile on my lips, hiding the anger behind my eyes.

"Hey Luna!" Aden, the most popular guy and apparently hottest, welcomes me. I swallow all the swearing and replace it with a simple "Hi."

"So, I was wondering if you want to watch a movie this Saturday?" He offers and I shake my head and resign. I mean I would trade a heated make out session with Aden, than a Saturday involving math and Ricky any day.

"Sorry can't. Maybe next week." I smile and offer false hope. I ignore the byes from Aden and start walking towards Ricky's locker and approach him with angry eyes. He places some textbooks in his book bag and closes both his locker and book bag. He smiles when he sees me and I roll my eyes in frustration.

"Look, you can just do my homework and get this over with and we can all live happily ever after." I sarcastically smile. He chuckles and rolls his eyes.

"No. You either come to my house and learn or keep on getting bad grades, your highness." He smiles back and curtsies. I cough up a chuckle and begin to follow him out of the school.

"I can ruin you." I threat and he stops. I smirk at my ability of having so much advantages around here. He turns around and rolls his eyes in irritation.