The Jerk and I (Editing)

Chapter 2

Beatrice's POV

Why? WHY?! My life is so...ugh! Out of all the people! Why him?! There are like 20 other students in this class, yet I get paired up with him.

"Beatrice and Kevin, camera 5, go get it now." Mr. A called. Damn you Mr. A.

I walked to the shelf where the cameras were at. I was about to grab it when I realized something...I can't reach the top shelf. Wow. I hate my height. Damn me for being 5'1.

"Can't reach?" I turned around to see Kevin smirking at me. I wanted to slap that smirk from his face. Maybe I should...

I knew that even if I said something, he'd always have something to say back, so I just shook my head. He was about to reach up to get it, but someone beat him to it. I looked up to see Chris holding the camera, and then he gave it to me.

"Here you go shorty." Chris said, smiling. I smiled back at him and walked back to our seats. I love Chris. He's the best guy friend anyone could ever ask for. (:

After everyone got their cameras, Mr. A started explaining our first project. "You're all going to take at least 3 pictures of something important in your life or someone that has known you for a long time, boyfriend, girlfriend, best friend, family, friends, you name it. You will have till Friday to submit it. Then you and you're partner are going to present your pictures and explain why they are important. Now, here's the catch, you and your partner need to be together while taking pictures, and both of you should know each meaning of each picture. Got it?"

Oh dear. I'm screwed!

I turned around and saw Kevin staring at me. He didn't look happy. He probably felt the same way I did. You see, even though Kevin and Chris are best friends, me and Kevin are like enemies or something. We've never gotten along, heck even as kids we've never gotten along. We fight about everything. This is going to be one long semester.

The rest of the day flew by pretty quick. I am thankful that I took extra classes last year, and sophomore year. Now the only classes I take are photography and art. The rest of the day, I'm either sitting in the library helping out or just helping out in the office.

I walk out of the office to deliver a note from the counselors. I walk into the classroom and hand the note to the teacher. The teacher looks at the note and smiles at me and begins to say "Kevin, you are wanted in the counselors office immediately." Shoot! Why didn't I look at the name?

Kevin looked at me and got up his seat. We both walk out the door and walk towards the office.

"Hey, we need to start on that project." I say to him.

"Yeah yeah. Let's start on it on like Wednesday or something."

"No! Let's do it tomorrow!"

"Fine. Whatever you want."

We both walk into the office together. He walks towards the counselors office and as I'm about to sit down, Mr. Ryan calls me. "Beatrice, just the person I wanted to see. Come in my office."

I walk into his office and Mr. Ryan begins. "So, Mr. Peterson over here is on the verge of not graduating, and since you have not classes and stay here all day, I was going to ask you to be his personal tutor." Mr. Ryan says to me.

WHAT THE HELL?! I stare at him. Speechless. How do I say no? I don't wanna be HIS PERONAL TUTOR!

"So, you'll be receiving all his work and you'll be explaining and teaching him in the library. On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, you'll be following him to his classes, and on Tuesdays and Thursdays, you will both report to the library."