Not Another Cliche

Yes, I'm the smartest in my school. Yes, I have no friends. No, I am not bullied. Yes, I'm asked to tutor the dumbest kid in school. Yes, he's a football star, "popular", and the "hottest" guy in school. No, I do not fall hopelessly in love with him. No, he's neither the "Mama's boy" or "Bad-Boy" type. Yes, he's actually not bad looking. Yes, he tries to make me "fall hopelessly in love" with him. And no, this is NOT ANOTHER CLICHE.

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Ari Beldogni. Smart, rich, everything a guy could want in a girl. Except that she has no friends whatsoever, absolutely hates sports with all her being, and never ever wants to be in love. Or so she tells herself.

Ryder Griffin. Bad boy by day, Mama's boy by night. As everyone thinks. He's a football prodigy, every girl's dream boyfriend, "everyone's" best friend, but what he "isn't" is smart. And football doesn't allow idiots on their team. Since his grades are going down a slippery slope, and fast, he needs help.

He wants to pass his classes and she has to help him, but he helped her in return.

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"It's not that I don't want to love someone, it's just that," she paused. Contemplating what to say next without sounding weak, but gave up. "It's just that I'm afraid to." She cast her eyes to her worn brown combat boots.

He chuckled, to her complete and utter surprise. "Aren't we all." Was all he said before he walked off and unknowing to the both of them set something into motion. But whether it was good, or if it was bad, was to be determined in later events.