„Maybe anyone should help Troy ? Like tutor him, anyone out of the Class perhaps ?" I said. My Teacher said we should get Ideas how to help our Classmates with English...
„That's a great Idea and you'll be the one who'll tutor him." Mrs. Grace said as cold as she ever did.
„But I can't. Listen it was only a Suggestion and we can't work with each other I mean we're obviously the oppisite of each other . Just look the way we avoid with each other !„ I said full of panic. I couldn't tutor him, I hate him and he hates me. That's how it was since the 1rst day of pre-school and that's how it always has been. We fought a lot in the past, with words and with bodys. And I'm not talking about that little fights where you just say „I hate you!", „I hate you more!" I'm talking about big words fight...well more like bad words. Anyways let's get back to the Subject.
„It was your suggestion Gabriella, that means you have to tutor him."
„But can't just someone else do it ? Like...well like Jessica or anyone he gets along better."
„I'm sorry. I made my decision and that's it. End of discussion."
I mouthed a ‚Great' to my Friends and they just shook their heads. Because they knew that THIS would never work, NEVER.
The bell rang and everybody went outside, except for me I was always the latest Person... I just had to much stuff to pack.
„So how are you, tutor ?" Troy said with a smile.
„Not good, since you're standing next to me." I said coldly still packing my stuff up.
„Wow, that hurt my ego."
„I never thought you had one."
„I'm surprised by your Words. Still no bad word about me. Congrats."
„Shut up ! I'm in class, okay ?!" I said grabbing my back and heading outside.
„So you're the nice nerdish girl in class, right ?"
I had to admit he was kind of right. I mean don't get me wrong I don't have 2 personalities, it's just I...I'm the good girl in class. I'm the best out of my year and I have to keep that .
„Maybe you're right." I said as we made our way out...
„I know I am."
„Fine you are."
„You always want to be right..." he said and a Red Hair Cheerleader walked passed us.
„Hey Troy." She said flirty and walked infront of us, shaking her butt like crazy. He of course checked her out, like he always did.
„You're so disgusting." I said and I saw that Troy was checking her out.
„Like you're not." He said still looking at her, probably imagining her nacked.
„You're a Jerk !"
„Nerd !"
And once again the Battle was on...
„Asshole !"
„Bitch !"
„Bastard !"
„Whore !"
At this word I slaped him. No one calls me whore ! No one ever did ! But of course Troy had to, typical him.
„ Miss Montez ? Mr. Bolton ? Would you come back to me for a Second I need to give you the Subject you'll work on it."
„I hope that hurt !" I said and started to walk back.
„Not as much as to see your ugly face." He said, but I ignored him... I walked in and it was time for the Good Gabi again.
„So what's our Project ?" I asked politely.
„Putting on the nice Girl again, aren't you?" he whispered in my ear.
„Shut up." I said without really listening. Gosh he is hot. Oh Stop it Gabi.
I realized I blushed so I looked away, trying to calm down.
Hopefully this would be a Good one like Grammer, I'm good at that. Skip that I'm bad at tutoring.
„It's a presentation with one or more Posters. You both have to do it, together."
„And ? About ?"
„You have to define the word romance."
„Are you kidding ?"
„Kidding with what ?" Troy said, when he came in.
„ We have to define the Word Romance."
„Wait, together ?!"
„Of course together you idiot !" I said.
„Now, that would be it. Leave my Classroom." She said annoyed.
„Of course." We both said at once. Then we left without a word to each other. I finally found my Friends sitting outside on a bench and I walked towards them when suddenly a hand grabed me.
„ No Goodbye for me ?" he said with his false smile.
„Goodbye." I said coldly, I really want to get to my Friends.
„Why so coldly ?" He said while grabbing my Arm.
And I turned around. I think that'll be another long Conversation...
„Why should I warm up ? There's like...No reason, is there ?"
„Cold as Ice. And I always thought Sharpay is the Icequeen, but I guess I was wrong you are."
„Maybe I am."
„I'll call you later and tell you when you should be at my house tomorrow."
„Shouldn't I make the Deadlines ? I'm the Teacher."
„Tutor."
„Whatever."
„We'll hear from each other."
„Sadly yes, we will." He let my arm go and I went to my Friends...
„So you and Troy, huh ?"
„ Not me and Troy. Come on guys you were with me in that God Damn Classroom !"
„Fine, you're right." Tay said.
„ I really can't stand him." Miley said. And I looked in the same way she looked...Seeing Troy Bolton making out with...some Blond Girl.
„Same here, same here." I said.
„But he is hot." Terri said.
„Oh come on, don't you guys look on the inner side of someone ?" I said, really they're sometimes so...High School.
„No, why should we. Gosh look at his six pack." Terri said lyrical. Yeah that's typical Terri...
„Anways he'll ring me today...sometime..."
„Why ?" Terri asked.
„Tutor thing, what did ya think ?"
„Sex, what else ?" Terri said dumbish.
„Yeah, right. We're gonna turn into Friends with Bennefits."
„If you do, ask him if he does three somes."
„Urgh ! Terri that's gross." I said disgusted.
„What ?! He's hot."
„Anyways he won't do it. He only does it once, than let the Girl by herself and that's it. You'll have just one Night with him." I said dreamy...Gosh one Night with that Body...
„I would give anything for one Night with that Body..."
Is she reading my mind ?!
„Could you give him my cell number ?" Terri asked, still starring at Troy.
„What ? Why ?" I asked.
„Well if he's gonna call you today you may could mention me...waiting for that body to come over to my house..." she said.
Has she lost her mind ?!
„I won't do that !" I protested.
„Why's that ?!" she asked. „I mean come on, that's Troy Bolton. You have to at least think he's hot...at least." She said." After realizing he's super hot, you want to have god damn good sex with him...I would give anything for one Night with him..." she said dreamy.
„You're crazy." I said and the bell rang...