"Mr Robertson please." I pleaded with my calculus teacher.
"It was your choice Caitriona not mine, you'll have to handle her." He responded
"I can't, Janet Yuki is the worst, I need someone else to tutor."
"No, how many students will you change all because you can't stand their behavior"
"Easy for you to say"
"Really, I teach all those 'dull self absorbed' human beings in one class, yeah, I've got it easy" he responded sarcastically.
"Well I'd rather transfer schools than deal with that dumb, self centered bully" I stated picking up my backpack off the ground.
"Fine, I'll give you an 'easier student'." Mr Robertson sighed
"Really, thank you" I smiled
"You are so lucky you are my star student." He rolled his eyes "you'll meet him in the gym after school."
"OK, thank you"
"His the last change I'll be making." He warned "if you fail him it's bye bye Trinity High."
"OK sir" I nodded and left his office.
So in the last month I've changed about 6 students as I couldn't stand them, they were either too self absorbed or jerks and I didn't have the will power to deal with them.
Later that day after classes, I my way to the gym to meet my new student.
"This isn't geek club nerd!" One of the boys who I recognized from History class yelled
"Yeah nerd, try the Einstein's grave" another added causing all the boys on the court to burst into laughter.
I looked down at my lace up shoes and bit my bottom lip while hugging my books tightly to my chest.
"Yoh nerd, come here" I heard a deep baritone voice with a hint of an Italian accent call.
"Didn't you hear him." An all too familiar voice added making me groan.
'Gavin Michelson!' I threw a fit in my head.
"You heard me!" The baritone voice spoke again. Not bothering to look at who the voice belonged to, I walked over to court thinking the voice belonged to the teacher but boy was I wrong.
"Aah, Ms junior Einstein, we meet again" I heard Gavin taunt.
I didn't respond, I just stared at my shoes.
"What are you doing here, nerds aren't allowed in here." The baritone voice asked more like taunted but I dared not respond, all I wanted was to get out of this room as quickly as I most possibly could but it now looked impossible seeing as I was now surrounded by sweaty guys.
"Cap I think she needs a lil push, her complex metabolic molecular chemical atomic brain isn't working." A guy mocked and I resisted the urge to correct him, no one and I mean no one with the right mind would ever say that, educated or not but then again that just proves how dull these athletic morons are. No offense to those who are athletic of course.
"Look at me" Mr baritone voice spoke with authority. "Look at me" he ordered and I obliged, I averted my face and my almost translucent emerald orbs met his cold icy blue ones. I swear I felt like I was in a trans.
"What are you doing on my court nerd" he spoke not once breaking eye contact making this even more intense and I gulped. "Are you a mute?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"N-n-no" I stuttered nervously
"Then"
"I-I-I was s-supposed to meet the person I'll be tutoring here." I looked away from his intense gaze that made me feel really uncomfortable.
"Hmm" he hummed in response "but do any of us here look like we are empty heads to you." He mocked.
"No-no" I shook my head, even though I was screaming yes internally but I wasn't going to say it out loud.
"So" he moved closer to me
"I-I'm sorry" the grip on my books tightened.
"That doesn't answer the question" he lifted my chin with his hand making me look at him again.
"M-mr Robertson directed me here" I gulped " he said I would meet the student here."
"Does this look like a library or classroom to you."
"N-no" I shook my head
"You broke the rules 4 eyes" he tsked making me look at him in utter shock.
"R-ules, I didn't know, I- I'm sorry"
"Disappear before I punish you" he whispered darkly in my ear. I didn't need him to repeat himself, in a couple of minutes, I run out of the gym terrified.
I bent over, hands on my knees and tried to catch my breathe when I was sure I was far away from the gym and those jerks.
"You should be on the sprinting team." Someone spoke behind me making me jump out of fear it was one of the gym boys.
"Relax" the person who happened to be a purple and pink haired girl laughed.
Irritated, I sighed
"I swear you could beat Usain Bolt." She kept laughing.
"Good to know" I straightened myself and walked off to the Mr Robertson's office.
"Don't tell me you failed this one too" was the first thing he said as soon as I entered.
"What, no" I frowned
"Then why are you here, you are supposed to be tutoring not in my office 20 minutes after meeting your student" he gave me a pointed look.
"That's the thing, I didn't meet him"
"What do you mean"
"I went to the gymnasium like you told me and all I found was the basketball team who by the way were very mean to me, they claimed I had broken the rules, I don't even-" I kept rumbling.
"Sit" I heard Mr Robertson say.
"I'm already seated" I looked at him confused
"Not you, him." He pointed behind me and I looked back only to see the guy from gym.
"Sup" he nodded at Mr Robertson as he flopped onto the chair beside me and I moved in my chair at our closeness.
''She's your tutor for the rest of this school year." He pointed at me.
"What, no, not him" I whined
"I think we talked about this earlier Ms Rosefield." He sighed rubbing his face.
"Yes sir." I sighed too.
"Good now introduce yourselves."
"Stephano Innocenti." The gym guy smirked.
"Caitriona Rosefield."
"Caitriona" my name rolled off his tongue making it sound nice for the first time.
"Good now both of you get out of my office." He pointed to the door and we got up leaving.