Jade POV:

Reading, I hate that word. So when I was failing English it didn't surprise me. Instead it just made me have a urge to scream and throw someone against the wall. Despite the satisfaction and the surge of happiness that would swell in me, I don't do it because I know the consequences. It'll just cause me more trouble in the near future. So instead, I just stare at the paper in front of me that says 'F' and clench my fist tightly turning my pale, semi - pink knuckles to ghost white. I let out a wry smile and swallow the agony I feel when I stare at the paper.

"Jade West!" Mr. Collins nearly shouts as he calls my name. Which makes me extremely distasteful and annoyed. I get up from my wooden seat, as I glance around to see countless of my classmates stare and watch with curious eyes. I push the thought of strangling each and one of them as I walk towards the front of the class where Mr. Collins is located at.

I bit my lower lip as I stared down at him. My voice slightly shaky as I say, "Yes?"

"You'll need to get a tutor" He frowns slightly, his eyes glancing at me and between a paper. His words spitting out of his mouth that fills with pity and sadness "You're failing English, Ms. West."

"And if I don't get a tutor?" I challenged, crossing my arms as I continue to give him a sour expression. The corner of his lips twitches as he shakes his head.

"But you will Jade," He retorted, handing me the paper that he was staring at in the beginning. "In this paper, is the location where you'll be meeting your tutor. Don't worry the location is in the campus." He grinned slightly as he breathes a sign of relief when I take the paper from his hands.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked, nearly choking as I gulped hard.

He shook his head once again as he readjusted his glasses. "Not at all Ms. West. A word of advice from me, if you ever want to get a scholarship. I suggest you take my offer." He says in a cheeky tone, motioning both of his hands directly to my assigned seat.

I blink repeatedly as I turn and face my back towards his. Hearing the soft mumble when he says 'You have much potential'. I close my eyes tightly as I sit back down. Hating to admit that he was right and if I ever wanted to get a bright future I needed to pass.

Just when my eyes lands back down on my paper that displays a huge fat 'F', I hear the bell ring. I was more than willingly to jump out of my seat and rush back to the musty scent of the hallways. Walking so fast I bump into someone. Falling against the floor in a loud thud as I practically flew against the deserted hallways. My head throbbing so fast as I meekly croaked a 'ouch'. My sky blue eyes looking up to see the damage that the person practically did. My eyes widen to see a guy, a guy that was err, good-looking. I swallowed hard as I carefully got up. Feeling the tension his brown eyes does as he watches me.

He looks at me up and down to see if I had any broken bones or injuries. "Look- I'm sorry- I didn't see you," He sighs, stuttering on every word that comes out of his mouth as he runs his finger through his hair. Who does he think he is? Apologizing like it was no big deal.

"Are you blind?" I nearly shouted, my eyes widening as I stared at the brown headed boy before me. Taking in his plaided red and black shirt that matched his dark blue jeans."Great, just great" I sarcastically said, clenching my fist together as I darkly stared at him.

"Look, I said I'm sorry" He apologizes once again, his brown eyes peering deep into my own. I can't help but hate this kid more than intended. Hating the way, he seemed to apologizes and 'try' to let me forgive him with his eyes. I shook my head. Little does he know, Jade West doesn't work like that.

"Sorry doesn't cut it" I walked forwarded, leaning closer to him before I bump into him purposely. Seeing the way he moves backwards slightly. I looked over my shoulder as I shoot him a death glare, before looking at my phone. It was time to meet the tutor.

As soon as I reached the location, it was empty and quiet. Looking out the window as I watch the green palm trees leaning into another, creating a peaceful like atmosphere. I glance around the place once more, as I take in the non existence of a person. Looks like there's no tutor here, I thought. I was about to bolt when I see someone enter the room. I squint my eyes quickly, hoping what I have been doing was going to somehow make the person 'appear' closer. Holy shizz! Don't tell me he's my tutor. My mouth is wide open as he walks closer. His head slowly going up when his eyes meets mine. He gulps hard, really hard as he hesitantly walks toward our 'study' place. Debating whether to stay or run. He chooses option one. And I thought he was suppose to be smart.

"It's you" He says quietly before he looks up at me and flashes his white teeth at me.

"And it's you, the blind guy. Didn't know you can see" I roll my eyes as I stared at my nails. They seemed more interesting than talking to him. I smile devilishly at him as I tossed my handbag over my shoulders.

He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I know we got off at the wrong foot, I didn't mean to - "

"Hold it, nuthead." I groaned, jeering my eyebrows directly at him as I watch him shift his foot uncomfortably before I continue on "First things first, you did meant to push me down." He was about to object when I held my hand up in the air. "Anyways, tell me how did you became to be my tutor?" I fought back the urge to glare at him, tilting my head slightly. He shrugs his slightly muscular shoulders, dismissing the topic as he offers his hand.

"I'm Beck" But when I don't shake his hand or introduce myself he begins to talk once again. "I would love to know your name, we are a team after all."

I sigh impatiently, tapping my foot against the hard pavement floor as I mumbled "Jade"

Telling by his mischievous smile that was plastered on his flawless face. It gave me an immediate ideal image that this was going to be an interesting day. Just so you know, I added a new thing to my hate list. It included someone name Beck. Yes, my own tutor. I hate him more than I hate reading.

Author Note: Should I continue? Or not? (Re-edited June 6,2012)