I'm not the ideal scholarship student, all high IQ and stuff but my school does put me in tutoring lists. I've tutored just two people in my life. I haven't really gotten any calls to be a tutor this year. After my whole weight gain issue I've been physically and mentally frustrated with myself that I didn't even have the time to think about anything else. But now I'm totally free and ready to begin with those types of things so when Monday came rolling in I found myself in the library to see if they needed any tutors.
"Hi Mrs Schioler", I say in a chirpy tone greeting the front desk lady in the library. She's in her mid forties but she still looks nice and she's really slim too. I bet she was a cheerleader in her days cause she's in really good shape.
"Hi there Abby, how are you doing?", She asks with a smile. Nice as always.
"I'm good.. thanks for asking", I say giving her a smile of my own. She nods.
"Well that's good to hear so what can I do for you?", She asks.
"Um well I just wanted to ask if there was any free tutor spot", I say and her smile drops. Oh no, fingers crossed there's a chance for me.
"Oh Abby", she starts and I find myself frowning. "I'm sorry but no one needs a tutor right now".
"Well that sucks", I say with a sigh. I like tutoring a lot and it actually makes me happy. It's kinda like one of the two things I'm good at apart from eating. The other one is drawing.
"But I promise if we have a new person you'll be the first I'm calling", she encourages and I give her a small smile with a nod.
"Sure thanks Mrs Schioler".
I walk out of the library and to class. I just have a period left and then I'm off home. I can't wait for school to be over. I'm tired and hungry and tired and have I mentioned hungry?. I've been cutting off a bit from my food like a diet or something but it's starting to take a toll on me because I'm always hungry these days. I keep seeing our teacher's markers as food items now. I think I need help.
"Abby Flenory", our teacher calls out and I think she may have caught me drooling over her marker which is kinda looking like a pickle right now.
"Yes?", I ask sitting up properly.
"Mrs Schioler requests for you after school be sure to meet her", she says and I nod. I think I'm gonna be a tutor soon. I smile.
**
I walk into the library and straight to the front desk. "Anything for me?", I ask with high hopes and she smiles nodding.
"Mhmm. Surprising how it came so fast after you left it's like you've got good luck", she says pointedly.
"So who am I tutoring?", I ask eagerly.
"Well..", she trails when her eye catches something behind me, "Oh here he is now", she says and I turn all smiles but it falters when I see who it is.
"Abby this is Asher Miller the person you'll be tutoring", she says before walking away to some teachers by the corner.
Asher is the guy who came home with Noah the day I helped his mum bake cookies. He's also the same guy who was in the class that same day.
I sigh. I don't want to be tutoring Noah's friends and he might not even want a fat tutor anyways.
"So, are we gonna start or just stand here while I let you memorise every detail of my face", he says with a raised brow and I blink. Wait he wants me to tutor him?. Woah. I've only tutored two people in my entire life and they were nerds just like me not super hot and popular.
"Oh uh okay", I say, "Um lead the way".
He starts walking and I follow him. We both take our seats and I place my bag on the floor avoiding eye contact.
"Um.. so what um.. what subject are.. are you having difficulty in?", I ask, playing with my fingers furiously under the table. I'm very nervous.
"Algebra.. and I could say yours is English", he says and I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out so I shut it.
"So are you gonna tutor me or what?", He asks and I quickly nod.
"Yeah so um is it all the parts of algebra you don't get or just some parts or just a particular part?", I ask.
"I'll take the second one", he says then catches someone's attention. He winks at the girl and she blushes. Okay...
"Um I'll need you to focus", I say and he turns to me. I nearly squirm at his stare. His blue eyes are so intimidating.
"Can you say a full sentence without adding 'um'?", He asks and I look down at my fingers. No.. if I'm scared then I can't teach him. I'm actually on top in all this. I'm the boss. I'm the freaking boss.
I take a breather before looking back up, "Maybe not but that doesn't matter so let's get on with this", I say and he looks a bit taken aback.
"I need you to show me the parts that you're not getting in this textbook", I say pushing my textbook to him.
"Tbh I hate all this so why don't you just start from the beginning", he says pushing the textbook back to me.
"I thought you said-",
"Time's ticking", he cuts me off and I sigh. I'm guessing he lied about just some parts being difficult. He doesn't understand anything here.
"Okay so I'll just give you the four steps that really help me out in algebra", I say picking my book out of my bag.
"Okay this it,
1. Define and identify your variable.
2. Write an equation that uses the variable.
3. Solve the equation.
4. If the variable is not the correct answer to the word problem, use that variable to figure out the answer..",
I look up to see him looking elsewhere. I follow his eyes to a blonde girl. What is it with boys liking blonde heads. I sigh, "Did you get any of what I was saying?", I ask and he shrugs looking back at me. This isn't working. Why did it have to be him? I wouldn't mind tutoring my kind. Hot boys shouldn't have book problems. At least in movies they don't.
"What do you like doing other than staring at girls?", I ask and he snorts.
"How's that any of your business?", He asks. Don't squirm, be confident Abby. If there's anything cool people don't like is being belittled by uncool people.
"It's not actually so um-", I pause nearly groaning. I need to stop saying that.
He chuckles at my expression and I sigh blushing in embarrassment. "You actually can't stop saying it huh?".
"Like I said, maybe not".
**
I succeeded in not getting anything into Asher's head but at least he knows what algebra is.. or at least I think he does.
As I walk home I notice a car stopping in front of me. Who the heck drives like this? There's plenty of road we can all move on without hindering each other.
I walk around the car only to get stopped by the door flinging open right in front of me. Jesus! That almost hit me in the face. I look into it to see Noah sitting comfortably in the driver's seat.
"Get in", he says and I roll my eyes. What is this? A cliche movie scene where I just jump in?.
"I don't know if it's a good idea to just hop into my neighbour's car", I say with emphasis on the neighbor.
"Well I like helping people I don't know so get in", he says and I sigh before getting into his car.
"You're so annoying", I say putting on my seat belt.
"You too princess", he says before he starts driving again.
I look at him. When Noah started getting popular I didn't know why at first because, c'mon, it was Noah. The normal guy I always hanged out with but.. I see it now. His image, he's the quarter back of our school after all, his handsomeness, Noah could be addressed as a Greek God who probably came to earth to give us unworthy people a lifetime experience. He's existence seems so valid. He's well built, super athletic. His face holds so much beauty in it and I could adore it in so many ways.
"Are we doing a staring contest because I totally wasn't aware", he says and I snap out of my reverie. I look ahead.
"Uh no we.. we weren't. I just got lost in thought", I say fiddling with my fingers.
He glances at me then at my hands before sighing and focusing on the road again. "You don't have to be shy with me princess", he says placing a hand on mine. My fiddling immediately stops and I look back at him breathlessly.
I blink, "You lost", he says with a smile and I'm confused.
"What?", I ask dumbfounded.
"You blinked", he says and I let out a nervous chuckle shaking my head a little. He laughs too and I realize we're already at my house.
"Noah.. I.. I'm sorry I said I didn't know you the other day", I say.
"I'm sorry too. You're more than just a neighbor", he says and I smile. I know he said more than just a neighbor but I feel it means something more or maybe I'm just thinking too much.
"I.. I should probably get down from your car now. See ya", I say taking off my seat belt. The car door opens and I look up to see Noah already out of his car and walking over to get the door for me. Oh how nice.
He opens the door and gives me a hand. My eyes are trained on him as I come down and I'm unaware of the ground being really close so I surge forward and in an attempt not to fall I grab a hand full of Noah's jacket. He surprisingly holds me steady putting his hands on my waist.
"Are you okay?", He asks with his face so close to mine. His hair is literally touching my face.
"Yeah..", I trail studying every feature of his face and wondering how the hell his face is insanely so close to mine.
"Okay uh you could let go of my jacket now", he says and I realize how tight I'm holding on to him. I let go moving away.
"Sorry about that", I say then add, "I'll just get going.. bye Noah", I say briskly walking to my house. Why do I always manage to fool myself when I'm with him?. I take a peek behind me to see him still staring at me with a smile. I groan getting into my house.
I take off my shoes before grabbing some potato chips from the kitchen cabinet. I'm already munching on them as I get to my room. I toss my bag to my bed and then myself. Ugh I'm so exhausted. I shouldn't be though Noah carried me halfway here so I didn't walk that much... to a super athletic person sure but not to me. I walked a lot in my perspective.
"Princess", I hear someone calling from outside so I get up from my bed then walk to my window. I peel the curtains open and my eyes fall on something glorious.
Noah smiles at me completely shirtless. I cough even if I'm not supposed to because this is clearly the time to look attractive like him.
"Are you okay?", He says with a subtle frown. I nod my head in a vigorous like manner.
"Yeah of course, I just.. you are.. woah", I breath out and he chuckles.
"I'm what?", He asks teasingly with a sly smile.
"You're bugging me, now what is it?", I ask with crossed arms and he frowns at me. Bet he wanted to hear something else.
"Wanna come for dinner?", He asks and my eyes widen. Is he really asking me to come over to his house?. It's been so long since Noah's asked me something like this.
"I'm not taking a no", he says and I tsk, like I was ever gonna say no.