Here is the second chapter. As of right now I'm trying to keep this right around the 10 chapter mark. I hope you enjoy, this chapter is a bit slow. But I promise it'll pick up shortly.
"So I totally didn't expect this morning so can we maybe reschedule?" I asked her and she sighed and glared at me through narrowed eyes.
"You think that just because you're Nathan Scott that means the entire world revolves around you? Well newsflash, it doesn't. I have a busy schedule too, so you have to do this on days that work for me as well." She told me and I took a step back. I hadn't been expecting her ire, I had been merely suggesting that we do this on a day that worked better for me.
"Sorry, I was just asking." I said with a shake of my head.
"We only have so long to get you up to speed so we can get you enrolled at the college." She said less annoyed than before.
"Wait, the college? What happened to some great university or something? Nathan Scott cannot be seen at a community college." I demurred and she rolled her eyes at me.
"You're not going to have the choice. Just because you're Nathan Scott doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, go wherever you want and get everything handed to you on a silver platter. Real life doesn't work like that. This isn't a basketball court Nathan, this is school. You're not the best here." She told me and I couldn't decide if I liked or disliked that she was so tough. Right now, I was definitely leaning towards dislike. I'd never had someone tell me that I wasn't the best before, well not since my father anyhow. But he'd done it to make me the best, I think she was doing it because she simply didn't like me too much.
"If you dislike me so much, why are you being my tutor?" I demanded of her.
"Number one, the money couldn't hurt. Number two, my sister and Clay basically begged me to because I'm the best at it." She told me.
"Wait, your sister?" I asked.
"Yes, Nathan. My sister. Quinn is my sister. The name Haley James didn't give you that idea?" She asked me and I had to admit I felt a bit like an idiot now. Her last name didn't even register with me and I shook my head hoping to move on from that embarrassment.
"Okay, so now that is done. Why don't you sit down and tell me how to make myself into a decent enough student?" I suggested and she rolled her eyes.
"Okay fine, you're going to have to listen to me. That is paramount. And you're going to have to make time for me. When I'm free you're going to have to find a way to be free as well. I have very limited free time, so you're going to have to work with me." She told me and it was my turn to scoff.
"In case you didn't know, I'm Nathan Scott, I am a NBA basketball player, which means that I frequently travel and my days are very hectic and full. So, if anyone is going to be working around anyone's schedules, it's going to be you." I told her and she laughed and shook her head.
"You see, this is where you're wrong. I've already spoken to Clay, and he has already ensured me that he will schedule your sessions for you, in relation to my days off. He promised that this will not interfere with anything else going on in my life. Now you just have to commit to following the schedule Clay lays out for you." She told me. She was speaking slow as if I was of some lesser intelligence than her.
"What gives you the right to come at me like that? And who says you're good enough to be my tutor? I can afford the best of the best, so if this is some sort of charity to assist you because you're Quinn's baby sister, then I don't want it. I want the best. I'm sure the best could get me what I want, which is something you're clearly not capable of now. I refuse to go to the community college, at the very least the University of North Caroline, but the school I want is Duke. If you can't get me there, then there is no point in us continuing this." I told her.
"Oh, believe me, if this was because I needed the money, I wouldn't be here. I would have walked already, because nothing is worth dealing with a spoiled brat who thinks he deserves the world handed to him on a silver platter. No, I'm here because my sister called in a favour for her husband and because I have a 4.0 GPA at Duke University. If there is anyone who would can get you where you want to go, it would be me. It would be far easier for me, if you could get the grades during the upgrading to get into Duke, because then I wouldn't have to travel. For the most part these places only take people right out of high school since they have such a high applicant rate, but if we get your GPA up high enough…" She spoke but I raised my hand to cut her off.
"Or we could use the fact that I'm Nathan Scott and I want to go back to school. Skip this part altogether and you can just tutor me while I'm a student so I don't flunk out. That way you don't have to travel and I don't have to do the stupid upgrading route. It'll save us both some time. I have money and I wouldn't be the first person to buy his way into a university." I suggested and she sighed.
"Look, I get paid no matter what, so if you want to buy your way into school that's fine by me. But I think you should no that no matter what it's not going to be easy." She told me.
"When has anything been easy? Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot, but I honestly think this is the only way this is going to work for me. I don't like waiting, and I already know what I want to do. Can we just try this my way? Once I'm in, we'll do it your way." I asked her and she nodded.
"Alright, I already said we could do it your way. Just give me a little warning about what program you're interested in. I assume there is a program, you're not just doing this to pretend to have a back up plan?" She asked and I nodded.
"Anything regarding sports medicine. Physical therapy or something like that. I'm not ever going to be ready to leave basketball behind. Maybe when my playing days are over, I can be the man that helps players get their game back when it's been possibly taken from them." I told her and for the first time she smiled.
"That is the first decent thing you've said all day." She told me and I smiled back.
"Okay, so where do we go from here?" I asked her.
"Well until you're admitted into Duke, there is nothing for me. You're going to buy your way into school so they're probably not even going to look at your GPA. So, I guess we're done here and you just have to keep me posted about how things are going." She told me.
"How do I get a hold of you?" I asked.
"Just as Quinn or Clay. I guess I'll see you at Duke, possibly. Just promise that if buying your way into the school doesn't work, you'll try it my way." She asked me and I nodded.
"I promise, but I've never met a problem I couldn't face off against with money." I told her. I could have sworn she fought back a smile as she swung her bag over her shoulder and turned to leave my condo.