Behold the great blue door,so big, so magnificent, so large, so Majestic. Behind it lives the evil Wizard Noah who inflicts fear and terror on those who dare to gaze into his honey brown eyes, and I, I just happen to be his tutor.
Do I knock on it or Do I just stare at it and wait for a Miracle to happen I dunno, maybe an Angel would open it for me. Focus Miley Focus, the earlier you start this, the faster. I take a deep breath and knock on the door.
"Come in" his husky Voice echoes through the passage. Why do I feel like I'm about to meet my Doom?.
I open the door slightly and peek inside
"I'm not going to bite you Miles" he says with an annoyed expression on his face. I swallow the lump in my throat and open the door fully. And there he lay seated on his mighty throne wearing a shirt thankfully the Mighty wizard Noah 'are you going to stand there and stare at me or you're going to walk in" he snaps
Shit!, I walk into the room and shut the door. He spins his chair and backs me. I look around and let me tell you, this is the kind of room LeBron James would wanna sleep in, it's so Basketball Aesthetic.
"You owe me a shirt" he says and my gaze shifts back to him, he's already facing me
"About that" I clear my throat "it was an accident, I promise I'll pay for a new one, is there any place I can get a new one"
"There is". he picks up his laptop and hands it over to me. I collect it and read the contents on the screen
"Three hundred Dollars!, three hundred Dollars for a shirt" Unbelievable". I look over at him and he stares back at me emotionless "I,I can't afford three hundred Dollars"
"I don't care if you can or Cannot, I want my shirt back" he says and snatches the laptop from me
Jeez who buys a shirt that expensive, how the hell am I supposed to afford a new one they don't even pay me up to a hundred Dollars at work and I definitely can't tell my mom about it
"There, there has to be another way, I can't afford this, even if I could some how come up with the money, it'll take a while, a very long while"
"Maybe if you weren't so Clumsy, you wouldn't be in this mess" maybe if you weren't so mean and unforgiving maybe I wouldn't be in this mess
"I'm sorry about your shirt"
"Saying sorry won't bring my shirt back" he's not letting me off easily, what am I gonna do, I could "but come to think of it" he says interrupting my thoughts. He places his laptop on his reading table and places one leg over another "there is something you could do"
"If it'll cover the bill I'll do it" he smiles and claps his hands together
"You don't have to get me a new shirt, if you agree to my terms
"What terms?" I nervously ask, I just hope their better than three hundred dollars
"You will do everything and anything I tell you to do as from today, till I feel you've worked off your three hundred Dollars "
I look at him shocked, what is this Slavery?
"And if I Don't" he stands from his seat and starts walking towards me. I slowly retreat back till my back is against the wall. He stops infornt of me and leans down, his eyes starring directly into mine. He tilts his head to whisper into my ear
"Then you better have my three hundred dollars" the warmth of his breath and his deep husky Voice creates Goosebumps all over my body. He walks back to his seat and faces me "Do we have a deal Miles" he asks
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The Nerd And The Jock
Teen Fiction"wait, what's your issue with cars anyway" he asks "Just forget it" "No, no I won't forget about it, you have to tell me cus all this is getting Crazier by the minute" I take a deep breath and sit on the bed "Promise you won't make fun of me?" "Mil...
