Tutoring Mr. "Bad" boy.

Chapter 19

"How was your weekend?" I hear Randy's voice whisper over my shoulders as we head for the lockers after our first class.
I shrug.
What's there to tell?
There's really not much to tell. My life's pretty much an open book. A history textbook to be precise...very predictable and always the same.

"Same old. Just homework and movies."
The only extraordinary thing about my weekend was the fact that Randy stayed the night at my house on Friday, and I'm not going to say anything about that.

"That's very boring!" He tells me, scrunching his face.
"Well what'd you expect? A trip to the moon? A night out at Ibiza? Rock climbing?"

"Funny." He bursts into laughter and rans up ahead, bumping into one of our classmates and knocking down the books she was holding.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" He yells and I can't help but stare at him in disgust.

"Watch where you're going?" I repeat. "That's what you have to say to her?" I ask him, trying to keep the annoyance from showing in my voice.

"Why the face?"

Unfortunately, when I'm annoyed, I can actually keep my mouth from letting out that I'm annoyed, but it is my face that gives me out everytime!
If you annoy me, you're definitely going to see it on my face!

"Aren't you forgetting something?" I ask, nodding towards Chloe, who's now scrambling for her stuff before they get kicked away by the numerous feet walking along the hallway.

He gives me a confused stare and I sigh in frustration.
Is he messing with me or he's actually not aware what he just did was wrong?

"You knocked her stuff down," I point out. "Aren't you going to help her pick them up? Or at least apologize?"

"Oh that...." He scratches his neck with a smile. "She's already picked them up." He points to her retreating back.

"So, go apologize."
"Seriously?" I can feel the disbelief in his tone.
"Yes, seriously. Come on."

I hold his hand and drag him back to the classroom, to Chloe's seat.
Her face is buried in a textbook so she doesn't see us approach.

"Hi, Chloe." My voice is way too cheerful for my own liking.
She immediately looks up from the book, clearly startled.
She looks from me to Randy and back again, making no effort to conceal her confusion.

"Sorry to bother you, but Randy has something he wants to say to you."

I watch her already confused expression grow even more confused.
Randy just stares at her without saying anything, making the whole atmosphere very uncomfortably awkward and tense.

"Randy!" I say with clenched teeth, nudging him to continue.

"What do I say?" He whispers to me.
"Are you kidding me right now?" I whisper back.
"I'm serious. What do I say?"

Chloe clears her throat and we immediately stop whispering.
"Tell her you're sorry," I mouth and he nods his understanding.

"Hi." He gives a nervous chuckle.
"Hi," she responds, still staring at us in confusion.

"I just wanted to say that ermm..." He breaks off, and I can't tell if he's looking for the right words or just isn't convinced that an apology is necessary.

"Go on," I urge him undertone.
"I'm sorry for knocking your stuff down back in the hallway," He hurriedly blurts out and I fight a giggle.
Could an apology be this hard to make?

The initial look of confusion on Chloe's face turns into that of shock, which immediately gives way for a smile so big it can be spotted miles away.

"Thank you," she squeals, her face flushed with gratitude.