There are a handful of people I don't put up with:
People who jump too close you to at the pool.
People who look over your phone when you're texting someone.
People who don't cover their mouth when coughing.
...and people who try to fuck you for a grade.
You might be wondering whether I shattered my cup of tea over the counter so I could shove the broken glass in his rib. Well, the thought crossed my mind but the tea cup was too pretty.
I wiped my chin that was dripping with green watery liquid from spitting out my tea out of shock, than stood up from my chair silently. I grabbed my bag from the counter and headed for the door. Before I walked out, I turned towards James.
"Thank you for your hospitality mister Miles, I smiled right before I turned towards Alexander, starting from tomorrow, I'm changing classes" I declared.
He looked like I hit him in the face with a sack of bricks.
"Why?" he frowned innocently, like he didn't just ask me to sleep with him for a grade in front of his dad.
I'd rather cut the middle man and shag Mister Henderson directly for my A+.
"Because I could be wealthy enough to buy my way out of hell and explore every crevasse of this planet and I still would have lived only half a life, had I not treated the people around me with respect and consideration"
Those words seemed to have hit him a little but you can never be too sure with this idiot. He has no emotional intelligence.
I head for the door and before I take it, I turn towards his dad again.
"there's a naked man running around in the woods by the way" I inform, refereeing to the crazed idiot who opened the door for me earlier.
And with that I was out of the house.
I slowly walked down the stairs of the front of the house and then stopped and breathed in.
Fuck this day.
I had tears on the rim of my waterline, ready to pour but I didn't allow it. I couldn't allow it. I just swallowed hard and kept sniffing away.
I'm not one to feel victimized but this week's been hell for me. Markus's assault's been getting more and more aggressive, at this point I don't know if I can take it anymore and that stupid A+ was the one highlight that kept me going, a reminder and a promise that all will soon eventually be over and it got snatched right under my feet, knocking me down on my ass.
And then I get sexually assaulted again by a rich psychoneurotic sexual deviant.
-Alexa!, someone called behind me and I quickly wiped my damp eyes.
I turned around and saw Alexander coming out of the house. He got dressed. He was wearing a grey shirt and black pants. He was walking towards me while putting on a black leather jacket.
"what do you want, you flaming imbecile!" I impatiently spit.
He glanced towards the woods while rolling his shoulder blades to adjust the jacket, then his blue eyes fell back on me. He noticed I was crying but he just broke eye contact to look in the distance.
"I'm taking you home, its dark out"Â he answered simply.
Before I could tell him to go fuck himself with a 10 inch pole, we both heard someone's car engine roaring in the distance heading towards the house. I turned around as a white Bugatti parked right at our feet a few seconds later. The door opened and out came no one but COLE BROWN.
I almost fell on my ass. Why is he here? Why now? When I look like garbage with red teary eyes.
I don't know what it was, I just felt some sort of shame and happiness combined, does that even make sense? I haven't seen him either for a week and he looked kind of cool coming out of the car.
He looked at Alexander in silence than down at me before frowning.
"good evening Alexa" he calmly said while shutting the door of his car and I tensed.
Oh my god, that's the first time he said my name out loud. In fact, that's the first time he's addressed me. His voice is husky and deep.
"hello" I answered, my voice cracked and I scowled at myself.
Really, vocal chords? NOW you decide to leave?
It was too damn obvious that I was on the verge of spilling tears and he noticed it as well.
Cole's glare got so heavy on Alexander I almost ducked away from his eye sight. But again, the idiot remained unimpressed.
" you seem upset, did something happen?" he said heading for us.
"I'm fine, I was just leaving..."I respond while trying to brush past him.
I don't need to be here. I don't need this. Changing classrooms meant I wouldn't be able to see Cole Brown anymore and the thought doesn't make me leap from joy, but that's the price you have to pay sometimes.
Fine, I admit, I may have had a slight crush on him from the beginning of the school year. But my future is way more important than a teen fling.
Screw this.
Before I could move he took a step to the side and blocked my way. I raised my head at him confused and he motioned his head towards his car.
" I'll drive you home, get in" he ordered and I felt a strong urge to jump into the passenger's seat of his car but stayed put.
Um..no.
I'm not showing Cole Brown where I live. I'm also not taking the risk of getting home in a Bugatti so Markus can ask me just how much I'm getting payed to fuck rich guys again.
But before I could answer, I felt someone strongly grab my elbow and Alexander was basically shoving me behind him.
"she's coming with me actually" he interrupted and stood between us.
Uh...I think the fuck not.
"I'd rather choke on Gandhi's flip-flop than go anywhere with you" I instantly reply behind him as if it was a reflex then yanked my arm away from his grip.
He seemed amused by my response but turned towards Cole completely unbothered by his glare and grabbed my hand.
"relax, I'm not going to eat her.." he whispered at him then turned back at me," unless she wants me to" he continued and I shot him a glare and tried to yank myself out of his grasp but damn it, when did he get so freaking strong?
"let go of my arm you abomination of a sly, conniving dog!" I basically scream at him but he doesn't care and just starts dragging me towards the driveway where fours high end sports cars were parked. Leaving Cole behind.
By now the sun had set down and it was almost completely dark out. The thought of going home alone was scary but If I'm going to be driven somewhere, I'd rather it be with Cole.
I finally wizen up and get into the black Land Rover with him, reluctantly. It's dark out. He is right. It was 7:42Pm. It felt like time just flew by today but thinking about it, I didn't really arrive early at his house anyway.
"Where do you live?" he asked, his eyes on the road. We were now out of his gated community driving in the dark.
I snapped my head at him. His face was lit from the dashboard's neon light and the occasional lamps on the road. For some reason, he looked kind of cute, but it stops there.
He's an ass.
"just go downtown and I'll tell you where to stop..." I shrugged. Still pissed at him.
"about that C+..." he started and I breathed out.
"if you ask me to ride you again, I'm going to kick your steering wheel so you crash into the upcoming traffic and kill us both" I sneered and he bit his lip trying not to smile.
"I just thought car sex would loosen you up"Â he answered and I lifted my leg up to kick the wheel but he put his arm on my knee to stop my movement.
"I'm kidding" he smirked and my face was so tense I could feel my nerves go into a seizure.
I'm going to kill him by the end of this ride. Swear to god!
"I'll take the quiz.."Â he said and I thought I was having audio hallucinations.
Did he just say that?
"seriously? What's the catch?"Â I asked dumbfounded.
Was it what I said to him about him being garbage? I need to know so I can use that again.
"no catch, but you will have to tutor me or else I might score even lower than that D- Christina got you" he answered.
So, that walking breast augmentation commercial's name was Christina? She was pretty, I wonder if she knows Cole as well.
"deal! No take backs, no refunds, no change of heart, I quickly agreed and he grinned, I'll tutor you for the quiz...as a matter of fact..."Â I started and then stopped.
He glanced my way for a second, curious, while I was gathering my thoughts.
"I was about to suggest this last week but...,"Â I stopped again.
This felt so awkward. Do I just go for it? Suggest to tutor him? It's probably the ONE reason why Mister Henderson paired us up anyway, but why would he need my help? If feels stupid to even offer, I mean we're in his Land Rover for crying out loud. He could BUY a teacher.
"suggest what?"Â he asked while shifting gear and taking a left turn, approaching downtown.
"well...you seemed to despise doing any form of schoolwork so I thought I would maybe...assist you in studying" I cringed at the way I was offering this.
Urg..here's to never saying these words again.
He looked like I just presented him with a human burger. Slammed slightly on the breaks and then blinked.
"You want to...help me?" he said, turning towards me like he couldn't believe his own ears, "after flanking my assignment part, dragging your average down and making you cry at my house?"
"I never said you deserved my help" I flinched at the mention of me crying, "but yeah I'll help out."
"what's the catch?" he ironically returned my question the same way I asked him the first time.
"I actually think you're a lot smarter than you're letting on.." I accused and he smirked instantly.
It's true. He's not a complete bonehead, actually, he rather seems like he's hiding his capacities for some reason and acting like a brainless frat boy on purpose.
I could be wrong..
" You think you can save me or something?"Â he asked and this is the first time he talked about himself for more than a second.
""saving" is a rather big word, but I stand by the fact that's you're up to something. I'll help you out regarding school work though. I believe I can help you, honest"Â I swore and he turned the blinker on to make a right turn.
"it sounds plausible enough tonight, but wait until tomorrow..."Â he started.
" "wait until the common sense of the morning" " I finished the quote and he turned towards me, surprised, "see Alexander, this is what I mean, you're quoting freaking George Wells" I exclaimed.
He does it often during our lab assignments. He, very intelligently, incorporates quotes from some of the greatest novels out there into our random conversations. He thinks I don't notice and to be honest, I didn't pick up on it right away and some quotes I had to write down and look up afterwards.
He's smart, he's just playing dumb.
"make another left" I instructed and then grabbed my bag to get ready to get out of the car as we were nearing my neighborhood, "last week during our lab assignment, you quoted Mark Haddon and George Orwell. I'm not an idiot. I don't know what you're trying to pull but regardless... park right here" I instructed again and he listened,  " will tutor you for the quiz and whatnot.."
He turned off the car and stared at me, a light smirk on his face.
"is this where you live?" he said looking at the building we parked in front of, purposely not acknowledging the fact that I caught on to his book quoting game.
"no but I'll walk the rest of the way."
I don't want Markus to see me being dropped off a Land Rover.
"I'll walk you" he said while taking his seatbelt off and I shook my head.
"No, go home, I'll see you tomorrow. I'm sorry for making you drive me"
He smiled and looked at me with almost treasuring eyes, "You didn't make me drive you, I dragged you into the car, you were going to walk home...", he corrected.
Something seemed different about him at that moment.
I walked out of the car and he called to me from the window of the passenger's seat.
"Are you still planning on changing classes?..."
I turned around to look at him while throwing my bag over my shoulder.
"I'm still deciding..." I answered.
Honestly, I don't want to change.
He looked at me for a second then his smile faded as he dropped his gaze.
"If you do, i'm following you..." and with that, he turned the engine back on and was gone in a split second and I made a cross signe with my fingers at where he was parked.
In the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit. Hell spawn evil goblin,
I banish you back to hell where you belong....