Chapter Two: Strange Questions
"Well, we should know a little something about you. Where did you move from?" The teacher asked.
"Indiana." She answered, her response rehearsed.
"Where in Indiana?"
"Bedford."
"And what was it like growing up there?"
"It's a nice town, not too different from here."
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"No, I'm an only child."
"And why did you move here?"
"My mother got a job offer here and we decided it would be nice to live by the ocean."
"Well ok, why don't you take that seat next to Katie over there." She said pointing to the second seat in the third aisle, the only one that was empty.
"O.K." She said politely.
Tristan didn't know what the deal was. All of her answers seemed perfectly normal, but he just knew that this was Rory. He had never fallen as hard as he did for her and he would know her anywhere by her eyes. But everything she said seemed perfectly legitimate. Of course, she probably didn't have a clue he was here. After all, everyone still thought he was in military school. He had gotten out after a semester but had convinced his father to let him live here. It worked for his dad, he didn't have to deal with his problems and it was better for him to just.....start over. He lived in his parents old beach house, they gave it to him, when he decided to stay, and went to Capefear Academy. Now, unlike before, he actually showed up for class, because if he didn't keep his grades up, he would be taken off the charge card account and have to get a job. He was known as the "King of Capefear" just like at Chilton, but also was at the top of his class. Now, he just had to figure out if this 'Rachel' person was actually Rory or not. Before he knew it, the bell had rung and class was over. 'Rachel' left the room and Tristan was about to follow when..."
"Mr. Dugrey?" The teacher asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Sullivan?"
"Would you be willing to tutor, Miss Davis, she will need to catch up and since you are at the top of your class, I would prefer it to be you." She said and looked up at me with questioning eyes. "You will get 20 points extra credit if you do."
"Sure." I said, glad to have the chance to ask her some questions.
"Great, I'll have the secretary give her your address, what time will your parents be home?"
"5:00." I lied as my parents had instructed. They would fly in for conferences and if they couldn't make it, I was to claim that they were out of town, which they technically were.
"Great, I'll have her come over at 5:30 then."
"O.k." I said and decided to ignore her until she would be at my house, that way I could ask more questions, without risking her walking away from me.
I know, I know........Short chapter. I wanted the next one to be the tutoring session at his house so I decided to just skip the rest of the school day in the story. Please, Please review.
"Well, we should know a little something about you. Where did you move from?" The teacher asked.
"Indiana." She answered, her response rehearsed.
"Where in Indiana?"
"Bedford."
"And what was it like growing up there?"
"It's a nice town, not too different from here."
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"No, I'm an only child."
"And why did you move here?"
"My mother got a job offer here and we decided it would be nice to live by the ocean."
"Well ok, why don't you take that seat next to Katie over there." She said pointing to the second seat in the third aisle, the only one that was empty.
"O.K." She said politely.
Tristan didn't know what the deal was. All of her answers seemed perfectly normal, but he just knew that this was Rory. He had never fallen as hard as he did for her and he would know her anywhere by her eyes. But everything she said seemed perfectly legitimate. Of course, she probably didn't have a clue he was here. After all, everyone still thought he was in military school. He had gotten out after a semester but had convinced his father to let him live here. It worked for his dad, he didn't have to deal with his problems and it was better for him to just.....start over. He lived in his parents old beach house, they gave it to him, when he decided to stay, and went to Capefear Academy. Now, unlike before, he actually showed up for class, because if he didn't keep his grades up, he would be taken off the charge card account and have to get a job. He was known as the "King of Capefear" just like at Chilton, but also was at the top of his class. Now, he just had to figure out if this 'Rachel' person was actually Rory or not. Before he knew it, the bell had rung and class was over. 'Rachel' left the room and Tristan was about to follow when..."
"Mr. Dugrey?" The teacher asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Sullivan?"
"Would you be willing to tutor, Miss Davis, she will need to catch up and since you are at the top of your class, I would prefer it to be you." She said and looked up at me with questioning eyes. "You will get 20 points extra credit if you do."
"Sure." I said, glad to have the chance to ask her some questions.
"Great, I'll have the secretary give her your address, what time will your parents be home?"
"5:00." I lied as my parents had instructed. They would fly in for conferences and if they couldn't make it, I was to claim that they were out of town, which they technically were.
"Great, I'll have her come over at 5:30 then."
"O.k." I said and decided to ignore her until she would be at my house, that way I could ask more questions, without risking her walking away from me.
I know, I know........Short chapter. I wanted the next one to be the tutoring session at his house so I decided to just skip the rest of the school day in the story. Please, Please review.