Chapter 16

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Isabella's POV

My main focus is to improve my grades. I hate to see that my dad is disappointed in me.

My dad dropped me off at school and didn't fail at embarrassing me. I walked to my locker, and placed my books inside.

"Hello gorgeous." Dylan kissed my lips.

"Hey. You know how you're a complete nerd in every subject known to man?" I mentioned.

"Yes. Is that bad?" He asked.

"No I love it. It's just, do you mind tutoring me later today in the library after school?" I asked.

"I don't mind but how's your dad going to feel about you staying after school?"

"I don't think he will mind as long as I'm studying, he should be okay with it." I smiled.

"Than I would love to help you out."

"Perfect."

I sent my dad a quick text telling him how I was going to stay after school to study. Surprisingly he allowed me to stay.

"What topics do you need help in?" Dylan asked.

"The ones I don't have an A in." I answered.

"Which are?"

"Math, English, Spanish, Chemistry, and Music."

"Basically all of them." He said.

"Yup." I say.

"It's fine. You will have straight A's again in no time." Dylan smiles.

"You're cute and smart. How did I get so lucky?" I kissed his lips.

"Isabella don't let your grades define who you are. You are incredibly smart. You just started slacking."

I smiled. I really did get lucky.
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"Okay. So Spanish. Repeat after me. ¿Como te llamas?" Dylan said.

"¿Como te llamas?" I repeated.

"Perfect. Do you know what that means?" He asked.

"What is your name?" I answered.

"Yes. Good."

We continued to study for what seem to be forever.

"Can we take a break now?" I asked.

"You're almost done babe. Come on."

I leaned into his face and smiled.

"Mi gusta todo de te. Tu sonrisa, tu ojos, tu cara." I pressed my lips against his.

"You know what that means right?" He asked.

"I like everything about you. Your smile, your eyes, your face."

"Correct." Dylan looked into my book, and back at me. He put a piece of hair behind my ear. "¿Sabes lo que me gusta de ti?"
-You know what I like about you?-

He sounded so cute trying to speak spanish.

"¿Que?"
-What?-

"Esos hermosos labios."
-Those beautiful lips.-

I smiled, as he leaned in and kissed me.

"I think I've had enough of my little Spanish session for today. What's next?" I asked.

"Well what homework do you have next?"

"In music we have to write a song and preform it. I just don't know what to write." I explained.

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