The Bad Boy Next Door (on hold until further notice)

No Bad Boy Motorcycle?

Chapter 12:

No Bad Boy Motorcycle?

"Uh, I'm sorry? I think I heard you wrong." , I say.

"I will repeat it again very slowly, Adrian will be tutoring you."

"I have no complains." , I hear Adrian say.

"Well I do." , I say, glaring at him.

"You will tutor her at least 3 times a week,", Ms. Gurfer says, "and that's final. No buts or complains."

I stare at her in disbelief as she rushes out of the room when the bell rings, dismissing us.

"Hellooo," , Adrian says while moving his hand up and down in front of my face, "earth to Ashley."

After I still don't move, he takes his hand, the one that's not broken of course, and starts flicking my head.

"What the hell!",I yell, swatting him away.

I make my way out of the classroom and to lunch, but before I get to it, someone grabs my arm.

"What do you want Adrian" , I sigh.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did, now will you please remove you hand"

"Why are you so mad about me tutoring you?"

"Because I just am. Why do you care?"

"Why wouldn't I?," he says quietly, looking down. The. he looks up and realizes that I heard him, and then quickly says,"that is what friends do...right?" , he says flustered

I stare at him, and realize that he isn't all that bad.

He's actually a pretty nice guy, not that I would ever tell him that.

"I guess so." , I say after a while, nodding.
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The next day I wake up sweating like crazy.

I push the blankets off of me and look at the clock next to me.

It reads 5:07 AM.

I get up with a groan and head downstairs to get a glass of water.

I must've drank about three glasses of water by the time I was done.

I laid down on the couch and turned on the tv.

I buried my head in the couch trying to fall back asleep, with no result.

I grabbed a pillow from the other side of the couch and put in under my head.

I smelled the scent of cologne and cinnamon.

I tried to see where it was coming from and realized that it was from the pillow.

The only other person who has slept on these couches in the last few days has been my family...and Adrian.

I feel like a total creep as I sniff the pillow again.

I throw the pillow across the room before I could go into full creeper mode, and try to get all thoughts of him out of my head.

I sigh and get up to go clear my thoughts.

I head towards the kitchen and realize that it's a total mess.