Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 16: tutoring gone bad.
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" Oh come on, that isn't fair!" I whined clicking several buttons on the control.
I hate this game... I don't get it al all. John and I were sitting on our hotel room, playing Smackdown vs. Raw 2008. John was himself, and I was Randy.To say, in minimal words, I suck at the game. John was beating me harshly, can't he give a girl a break?
" Stop hitting me!" I said, as I tried making the Legend Killer get up.
" Try to reverse it." he said, while his ape fingers pressed the buttons.
" Yeah, dad, I know how to reverse the move, when I've played this game before." I said, glancing at him.
" Hayden, I taught you the buttons to hit." he said. " Don't you pay attention."
" Maybe, you are teaching me the wrong buttons, so I can lose" I figured, putting the game on pause for a brief moment.
His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened in a sarcastic manner.
" Why would I do that?"
" I don't know, so you can win." I shrugged my shoulders, holding back laughter.
" To tell you babygirl, I'm not a cheater like Randy." he stated, once Randy entered the room with his ew son.
Since Monday I haven't been on great terms with Tyler. He tries to speak with me, but I don't pay any attention to him? Why should I? He's a player, plus he likes Roxy. Ty and her had been hanging out a lot, because I always got stuck wth the two weirdos. Roxy saw me yesterday, in the hallway , on my way to my hotelroom. She gave me this dirty look, and spoke. " What brings this bitch here?" I rolled my eyes at her petty comment, and simply got in her face. I told her. " yes,what brings you here whore?" She just did that disgusting, bloody murder scream, and ran off with fume coming out of her ears. I guess that's what Tyler aims for in life. Girls who only think about makeup, clothes, and talk about other people. See, Roxy talked about Ashley saying she was A Punk mess, and looked like trash, Ashley overheard. She was so pissed off, she just wanted to tell her off, but she held her composure like a mature adult.
I looked up, and caught Tyler staring at me with his piercing hazel eyes. I shook my head, turning my attention to Randy
" who are you calling a cheater?"
" Yeah, pops doesn't cheat." Tyler defended. " He just has slick strategies."
Rolling my eyes, I got up from the floor, straightening out my shirt.
" Would you guys like a dink?" I politely offered.
" Yeah, can I have a coke." Randy said.
" Me too." dad agreed, raising his hand.
" Can I have a water? " Tyler added, relaxing on the couch.
I nodded, heading into the small kitchen. Out of the fridge, I took out two cokes, and a Kiwi Strawberry Propel.
" Here you go." I handed my dad and Randy their cokes, before plopping down on the floor again.
" Where's my water?" Tyler asked with a confused tone.
" Pffftt." I sighed. " Go get it yourself."
" Fine I will." he scoffed, walking into the kitchen.
I took small sips from my bottle, and brought the game controller into my hands. Squeezing the buttons, John and I began to wrestle again. I was so lost, as I tried to reverse, kick, or whatever to beat him. He pounced on my player, punching him to death. Ah, oh my gosh its not working.
" Hayden, reverse it!" Randy yelled. " Come on, I'm losing."
" I can't!" I said annoyed, pushing more buttons.
All of a sudden, Randy snatched the control out of my hands, taking full on control. Now, there was a arm reverse, and John was on the floor in a tight headlock. Haha, ok.
" You're winning!" I chanted. " Go Rands!"
" Hayden?" John gasped. " How could you betray me like this?"
I stifled a chuckle, and rolled my eyes. Turning around, I looked up at the clock placed on the wall, it read 1:30. Uh Oh Oreo, I was supposed to meet Cody five minutes ago. Oh crap, I hope he's still there. I have that tutoring thing with him today.. in math of course. He offered Monday, and said he was avaliable Thursday, so here I am, wasting the time that I could be spending with Cody.
" Dad, I got to go." I spoke, getting up from the floor, grabbing my notebooks, and two pencils. I put it on the table, fixing up my hair. It was in loose curls today, with my bangs clipped up. So cute.. I might add.
" Where are you going?" Tyler questioned, coming back into the room, with a bottle in hand.
" None of your buisness." I simply stated.
" No really, where are you going?" my dad said, putting the game on pause.
Great, now Tyler will know where I'm going to be! Damnit, dads.
" Er, Tutoring." I replied. " With Cody."
" Cody, Tag Team Champ?" Tyler sharpened his stare, curiousity appearing in his green eyes.
" Yes." I smiled. " See you later dad, you too Rands."
" Bye Hayden." Tyler called out, no reply came from me.
I love ignoring the guy, but its also been hard for me not to speak with him like I used to. Trust me, I usually could trust Ty with anything, since he wouldn't tell anyone. I know him, he keeps secrets. However, after everything I went through because of him, yes dramatic, but I'm a girl, he lost points with me. I wish he didn't kiss her, that's my one wish. What was so special about Roxy? Her blonde hair? Brown eyes? Her height? What did she have that I didn't have? It obviously attracted Tyler, since he gave her a big smooch. Now, Ty and Roxy hang out almost everday... it sickens me. Although, I'm trying my best to forget about this whole thing, its stuck in my hand like cotton candy in your fingers. Tyler Orton.. typical.
I stepped out of the elevator, and fastly walked toward the dining room in this hotel. There, I scanned the room for Rhodes. Where the hell is he? Oh my gosh, he left. He probably is upset with me, I set such a bad impression. Damn, I feel like such an idiot..
" Hayden." a voice shouted from across the room.
My eyes landed on the man sitting in one of the booths. Okay, good, he didn't leave. I made my way over to him, and a smile came across my face as I took a seat across from him. I sighed deeply, stroking my hair gently.
" Hey Cody." I greeted ." Sorry, I'm late. I had something to do."
" No problem. " he grinned. " How are ya today?"
I shrugged my shoulders, Tyler is in my mind.. he doesn't need to know that, yet. " Good, and you?"
" Pretty nice, went training, you know, the usual." he said, sipping some of this water.
" That's cool." I said,admiring his face features, I hope he doesn't notice.
" Alright, so what are you having trouble on here?" he said, opening the book.
Ugghh, he's going to make me work! Noo..
" That formula crap." I responded. " The Pathagorean thereom."
He nodded, reading over the book. " Okay, its simple."
" Explain please." I chuckled, as he set the book down in front of me.
A triangle was in my face, and it was a right triangle. I recongized that at least.
"Alright, the width of this triangle is leg 1,, the height on the triangle is leg 2, and the long one opposite the right angle is the hypotenuse." he explained. " Thats the labels, write them down."
I opened my notebook, and wrote drew a right triangle, labeling the sides he told me to. I looked up, holding the pencil in hand. " Now what?"
" Okay, so leg 1 is A, leg 2 is B, and hypotenuse is C." he continued. " Do you know what squaring is?"
" Yeah, when you multiply the number by itself." I nodded.
" Correct.. thats what you do with the sides. " he said. " You square leg 1 and leg 2's lengths, then add them together to get the hypotenuse."
I nodded, somewhat this was making sense. I was learning it wrong by myself, its so confusing learning something by yourself.
" Okay, what else?" I said.
" when you get the sum, it equals the hypotenuse squared. " he showed me, as he did a sample question. " That isn't the length of it."
" What? How come?"
" Because its squared." he told me. " You got to find the square root of the sum of C."
" Alright..." I trailed off into a low mumble.
" Let me do this with you." he took a different pencil, and made a triangle, with a lengths of 5 and 3. The hypotenuse was labeled C.
" Now what do you? "he asked me quizzically.
I rose an eyebrow, biting on my bottom lip. I wrote on the paper, A squared plus B squared equals C squared. Then, I I wrote 5 squared plus 3 squared equals C squared. I peered up at him, he gave me a reassuring smile.
" So, 25 plus 9 equals 36." I started. " C squared equals 36?"
" That's right." he smiled. " Good Job, now what's the length of C."
" isn't it 36?" I questioned.
He shook his head at me, causing a frown to spread on my face. " No, look in the notes you recently wrote, what does it say?"
I stared down at the paper, and skimmed through the freshly written notes. Oh damnit, how did I forget that part. " So, the length is 6?"
" Yes!" he snapped his fingers. " Don't forget that part, its the most important."
" Oh okay." I nodded, circling the specific part over and over again.
" Lets do another." he informed me. " Here, I'll give you the lengths of A and C."
" What? I can't do that." I stuttered. " Cody?"
" Yes you can, you know how to do multi step equations correct?"
" Yeah..." I mumbled.
" That's all you do." he put his hand on the table. " Now try it."
" Fine." I said.
" Okay, the lengths are 4 for A, and 5 for C"
I worked on the problem going through it carefully. Okay so, 4 times 4 is 16, and 5 times 5 is 25. Now, hm, how the hell do I figure out B? Shit.. a toug one. Aha, subtract 16 from 25. I did that, getting the difference, eight. Hmm, is that the length squared, or the length? I thought about it for a second, and decided it was the length squared .As the regular length, I simply put radical sign eight.
" Done.." I put the pencil down, and Cody turned the notebook toward. He read through the problem, and I saw a smile crack from the corner of his lips. How cute he is.. I hate this crush deeply.
" Absoloutly Correct." he looked up at me with his bright blue eyes. "You catch on fast."
I felt my cheeks burn to the color red, how humilating. " Thank you."
" No problem, do another one, we're going to keep practicing once you get the hang of it fully."
" Okay, that would be nice." I nodded ,stretching my arms out. He wrote the lengths of two sides, and I figured them out easily. This wasn't as hard as I thought. I just needed someone to explain it to me. Cody, was probably an excellent teacher.
" Okay, so C squared is 125-"
" Hayden? What are you doing here?" Tyler's voice butted into my tutoring session, my head snapped at the teen. What the hell is under his arm. Ew, that little skank. Ugh, she had so much makeup on today. Not to mention, some tight fitted jeans, and a red halter top.. wow.
" What do you want?" I snapped.
" Feisty are you?" Roxy said. " What are you doing?"
" I'm studying." I stated clean and cut.
She chuckled with this hyena voice. " You? Study? You aren't so smart, Hayden."
" Look who is talking." I shot back. " Ms. Dumb As Rocks."
" Oh honey.. " she laughed. " Don't talk about your mother like that."
I stood up from my seat, getting into her face.. Although, she was taller than me, by a few inches.
" Sorry, my mother doesn't look like a slut." I scoffed, cocking an eyebrow.
Cody held in his laughter at the comment, haha, how can he just sit there and watch this?
" Excuse me? Are you calling me a slut?" she asked in a ditzy tone, Tyler stood there patiently.
" Well.." I claimed. " If it looks like a slut, smells like a slut, and talks like a slut, well then its a Slut."
All of a sudden, I felt a hand go across my face hardly, causing me to step back again. Tyler let go of Roxy in a shocked matter.. Oh hell no! She is not going to get away with slapping me in the face. I heard her cackling, and I returned the favor. I held my face, before pushing her to the ground. I smiled, as she immediatly got up, pushing me back on the ground. Before I knew it, she was on top of me, trying to land punches. I heard her scream, as I flipped her over. There, I felt two arms grab me, but I tried so hard to stay in where I was, beating the shit out of her.
" Hayden calm down!" Cody shouted.
I didn't listen, as I successfully landed punches on her crooked nose. Blood oozed out of one nostril of her nose , rubbing onto my knuckles.
" Stop!" Tyler demanded. "Calm down Hayden."
I tuned them out, continuing to try and beat her up even more, as she pulled on my hair. Out of nowhere, I stinging pain went through my knee, the same one I hurt several weeks ago. I fell to the ground, holding onto my knee, trying to suck the tears in. Roxy crawled up from the floor, tears falling from her eyes. " this isn't over!" she screamed. Pssh, I won loser. Cody came over to me, with a concerned look in his face.
" Are you okay?" he asked me.
I shook my head, trying to smile. " My knee dude."
" Come on." he said, helping me get off the ground . He grabbed books in one hand, and wrapped my arm around his neck, helping walk down the corridor. I held tightly, my bottom lip quivering, body shaking because of this throbbing pain. Tyler, dissapeared after the whole thing, he followed Roxy. There he goes again, now he really isn't in my good book. We stepped out the elevator, and I told the Tag Team Champion the room number.
He knocked on the door, and my father answered the door. His eyes grew large, full of worry.
" What the hell happened?" he lifted me in the air, and set me on the couch.
" Girl fight down there." Cody said. " She will tell you. I gotta go.. but Cena , you got a tough girl in your hands, and very intelligent."
" I know man. " dad agreed. " Thanks for everything."
" Thank you Cody." I smiled, hiding the blush from the comment.
" No problem, I'll see you soon." he waved his hand. " Oh, by Randy."
" Thanks for forgetting me Rhodes. " Randy appeard from the kitchen, with a sandwich in one hand.
" Sorry!" he called out, before shutting the door behind him.
I held onto my leg, and received two stares from the men. I rolled my eyes, with a sigh escaping my lips.
" Who did you fight?" Daddy asked me, raising his right eyebrow.
" Tyler's little girlfriend." I scolded, remembering her stupid face. " She's such a bitch."
" Language Hayden.." he warned. " And, whose blood is that?"
" Hers." I mumbled.
" Good Job! My daughter can beat the shit out of that little Melina." he high fived me, with a smile. " But it was wrong."
" Was Tyler with her?" The Legend Killer questioned, with an angry face coming through.
I nodded, trying to hold back those tears of hurt. " Yepp, defending that girl all the way, and dad, she started it by slapping me."
" Damnit." Randy sighed,running a hand through his hair.
" Oh really? Well, then it wasn't wrong. It was self defense. Now, come on, lets get you checked out." my dad told me, helping me up from the couch.
Great, I get to go to the medical doctor again. They probably know me already, how fascinating.
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