Maybe it was Better I didn't Know by Missy (story books to read txt) 📖

thought I was going to crack her jaw open right then and there.
“ how was practice this morning?” She said splendidly.
“ Oh, it was just great.”
“ So Parker,” She said trailing off. I looked up at her raising an eyebrow. She had something to tell me, and I don’t know how happy im going to be.
“ What’s going on?” I said standing up.
“ Your grades… Parker, there horrible,” She said shaking her. I rolled my eyes. “ I got you a tutor,” She said looking around the room.
“ What?” I muttered.
“ I called the school, and they have a brilliant student, and he has agreed to help tutor a student at the school, which is you. You both will meet every day after school for two hours, and he is going to get paid for it,” She smiled.
“ I don’t need a tutor,” I said shaking my head.
“ Parker!” She laughed loudly. “ Oh Parker,” She said flicking a piece of my hair, “ Your intelligence isn’t too great, you really need a tutor,” She shrugged and started walking towards the door. “ Well I’m going to go freshen up, by sweetie,” She said closing the door. I stood there with the shirt in my hand just looking at the door.
“ That fucking bitch,” I whispered.
Chapter Four:
This morning I felt like crap, didn’t get very much sleep last night. I sat in biology about 10 minutes early, and I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing pink Victoria secret yoga pants, and a black sweatshirt from there too. I had my hair up in a messy bun. Today was a slop day, and did Lesley and Julie give me shit about it too. They said that I should always try to look my best. I rolled my eyes just thinking about it. I heard the chair next to me being pulled out, and I looked over at Beatrice who was sitting down. She wouldn’t even look at me.
“ morning Beatrice,” I said in the bitchiest way I could. I heard her mumble something along the lines of hello, but she sounded scared shitless. I laughed to myself, and sat back in my chair, looking down and lightly closing my eyes. I was so tired, and I let out a deep breath sighing. The day went by pretty fast, I slept through all of my classes, got yelled out numerous times for sleeping, but then I just fell back asleep. My last class was over, and I sighed realizing I could go home, but then I stopped and moaned loudly, causing three guys to look at me strangely.
“ What the hell are you looking at,” I growled. They quickly looked away. I have to stay after for two hours, with my freaking tutor. This sucks! I walked down towards the library, in the back of the library they have private separate rooms, so we can study in peace. Never used it once. I walked into the library, and the trolls turned to me. The trolls are the old cranky ladies that have been working in the library for years without end. They are so damn old, I can’t believe they haven’t died yet. Horrible to say, but true. I walked to the back of the library, and walked into the last open room, and sat down in the spinney chair. there is a long table, and then another spinney chair on the other side. I had my back facing the door, and I sat their screwing around with the stapler.
I was staple shooting at every inch of the room, this guy is late. Man, some people these days, he is wasting my time. I have no patience, and I never did. I heard a door close, and I turned around.
“ Hello..” I stopped when I saw who it was. It was that guy that I ran into in the hall! The ass that called me a cheerleader. He looked at me, and his face went from descent to pure misery and mad. I creased my forehead, and turned back around bringing my feet on the chair and sitting criss cross.
“ You’re the student I’m tutoring?” He asked walking around the table, and sitting in his chair looking at me.
“ Obviously,” I muttered.
“ Great,” He slurred reaching into his book bag.
“ Don’t be such a cocky bastard..” I bit my lip. Shit. I wasn’t supposed to say that, my mouth has a mind of its own. I looked at him, and we was staring at me hard.
“ And maybe you should stop being such a cheer leading whore, learn how to keep your legs shut,” He retorted. My eyes bulged out of my head, and I sat there in awe. Never, has someone talked back to me. We sat there for a minute, and I couldn’t even process what he said. “ exactly,” he said looking back into his book bag. I shook my head slamming my fist on the table.
“ You arrogant son of a flying donkey’s ass!” I nearly screamed. He laughed at me.
“ really? Mature much..” He muttered. I jumped out of my seat, almost flipping the table.
“ Fuck you,” I hissed grabbing my book bag, and I turned towards the door, and I heard him standing up from his chair.
“ You walk out of this room and you’re going to have to repeat senior year, you think that’s going to be fun?” he said sounding damn well pleased with himself. I grinded my teeth, and turned sharply on my heel, and sat back in the chair glaring at him.
“ Listen buddy,” I hissed. He sat back down in his chair looking at me. “ I swear to god, you piss me off again, I will reach over this table and scratch your eyes out!” I said hitting the table.
“ Well, wouldn’t that be interesting,” he laughed. I brought my hands down, and clenched them into fists. This man, is the most, aggravating, cocky, rude, son of a bitch I have ever met. He is the male version of me! this is not going to work out. The hour, we spent it on English, and holy crap it was a disaster.
“ Parker, that’s not proper grammar!” He said his voice becoming louder.
“ What do you mean it’s not fucking proper grammar? It’s you and me, what aint proper about that!” I hissed. He hit his forehead growling. I know it’s not proper grammar, I just wanna piss him off. The next half an hour, we argued about if it was you and me, or you and I. We heard the door open, and I turned around to see one of the trolls.
“ How are things going?” She asked.
“ Oh fine really, I was just telling my tutor, it’s not you and me, it’s you and I, and he’s supposed to be the tutor,” I laughed. She smiled nodding her head, and closed the door. When I turned back around he was staring at me, like he was going to rip my throat out.
“ Parker…” He growled. I opened my mouth but closed it..
“ What’s your name?” I asked.
“ Ha, you don’t even know my name, I don’t think I want to even tell you,” he said raising his nose to me. I glared at me, and saw a folder by his hand, and flew forward grabbing his folder, and I jumped back, when he tried to take it back. He flew out of his chair, and I sprung back, opening his folder. Then he ripped it out of my hands.
“ Well gee, aren’t you touchy, Robbie,” I smirked. He glared at me, sitting back down and sorting his folder.
“ Parker…” He hissed.
“ Yes?” I smirked.
“ You are the most,” he got interrupted when my phone went off, and I pulled it out, and saw our session was over. I jumped out of my seat grabbing my book bag, and opened the door.
“ Well, I had a blast, but unfortunately our time is over, try not to miss me too much!” I chuckled.
“ Go to hell,” I heard him whisper. I whipped my head around looking at him.
“ already there buddy, already there..”


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Publication Date: 06-22-2011

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