Beryl Watson, Raye Carter, Sierra Roberts, Mina Dumont, Taylor Collins and Symone Parker are the richest girls in our school, they also happen to be the biggest bitches. Their BTEE clique, the (Better than Everyone Else) group pretty much runs the school. They say who's hot and who's not. Whatever they say is the law and that's final. Nobody can change that and I mean no one, not other Westbridge students, school administration, or even parents, not that they would even want to.

Right now, I'm standing at Raye Carter's front door. She's rich, spoiled, and daddy's little princess and for once in her perfect little life, she was sick, caught the chickenpoxs. Being that I'm one of the only tutors that has already had the chickenpoxs, I was the lucky one chosen to catch Raye up on her school work.

God could be cruel sometimes I mean she was the girl who pushed me into a pool fully clothed, knowing damn well I couldn't swim. She even put an article in the school newspaper stating that I was a prostitute for hire, not that anyone believed it. Now here I was at her house with the intention to help her. Yeah, my life was funny.

I looked at the note card in my hand to make sure I was at the right place but judging by the looks of the huge mansion and well manicured grounds I already knew I was.

"23 Hackney Drive, well this is the right place," I sighed. This was going to be a very interesting afternoon.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

I expected a maid or butler to answer the door but to my surprise it was some young dark-haired man. 'He's hot, at least Raye knows how to pick them. He had to be one of the many college men that Raye always claims to date.

"Can I help you?" he questioned, looking at me expectantly.

"Yeah, I'm looking for Raye Carter? Does she live here?" I asked and I could have sworn that I heard him sigh.

"Yeah that's my sister but she won't be entertaining any guests today," he informed me, already closing the door. With a quick move I managed to place my foot in the door.

"Look, I think you may have me confused with someone else. To be honest with you, I don't even like your sister. I'm just here to give her the class work she missed, I'm her tutor," I showed him all the books I was carrying to reiterate my point and to my surprise he opened the door and let me in.

"Sorry about that, I thought you were one of her little groupies. They're VERY annoying," he made a face showing just how annoying he thought they were. I laughed and he did too. I had to admit he had a nice laugh and a beautiful smile. Looking at him now I could definitely see the family resemblance. They had the same dark colored hair, same eyes, same cheeks bones, etc etc….

"I was just about to go up and check on her. Follow me," he led the way to the staircase. "So… why don't you like my sister?" he asked.

"Sugarcoated version or the straight forward truth?" I asked.

He laughed, "The straight forward truth of course."

"Because she's a stuck up, snotty, spoiled ass brat and that's just naming a few of her oh so wonderful traits," I answered, truthfully.

"Damn, you don't hold back anything do you?" her brother chuckled, giving me a glimpse of that beautiful smile again.

I shrugged, "you asked for the truth." We came to a stop in front of a door with bright red and orange flames painted on it. I looked at it questionably before glancing up at her brother.

"Raye has a thing about fire," he exclaimed, knocking on the door. There was a muffled sound and then a loud shriek. He opened the door and we saw Raye in the middle of the floor tangled in her bed covers, covered in calamine lotion. 'Damn, if I only had a camera.'

"Raye, you have some company," he announced, slightly pushing me into the room.

She huffed, "I really wouldn't consider her company. What are you doing here anyways?" Raye questioned.

"Oh, I don't know, I'm carrying this heavy ass book bag full of books for no reason," I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Watch it Conner or I'll," Raye began until I cut her off.

"Or you'll what. After that last "prank" you and your stuck up friends did, nothing... not a got damn thing could hurt me," I hissed, balling up my hands. Noticing the tension in the room, her brother changed the subject.

"Raye, she's here to give you your makeup work."

"And to tutor you if it's necessary," I cut in.

"Well I'll leave you two to it. Raye, I'll be downstairs if you need me," with that he left the room. I watched him go, wishing he wasn't leaving. I really didn't want to be alone with her.

"There's no use in even staring. He'll never date you or for that matter ever look at you like that. You don't have a snowballs chance in hell with him," Raye sneered, climbing back into the bed. Oh, how I wish she would have fallen again.

"Who said that I wanted him in the first place? He probably has a stick stuck up his ass just like you and I can deal without another person like you in my life. You're more than enough. Now... you have the most work in Algebra II, so I think we should do that first," I suggested as I pulled the textbook out of my bag and began walking towards her.

"How about this? You do my work, I'll put my name on it and you'll turn it. That way we both win, I get a few good grades and we don't have to spend time with each other," she smiled, one of those smiles that usually resulted in her getting her way. Unfortunately for her, they don't work on me.

"Yeah, you're funny. I'm not doing your work for you. A tutor's job description is a private instructor that gives additional, special or remedial instruction, not to do it for you and then let you take all the credit for it. Now, we're gonna start with algebra. I suggest you get your book and notebook," I advised.

"No... lets do something else, just not algebra," she pleaded.

'She always has to make things difficult,' I thought to myself. "Why?" crossing my arms, waiting for her excuse.

"Math is my worst subject, I'm failing it," she admitted, putting her head down as if she was in shame. I stood there completely shell-shocked, Raye Amelia Carter, one of the BTEE was admitting that she had a fault in her picture perfect life, IN FRONT OF ME, A NERD. But not just any nerd, the so-called 'Princess of the Nerds'.

"Why don't you go ahead and do it. You know you want to," Raye spat.

"What are you talking about?" Confusion cluttered my mind.

"I know you're gonna gloat or something. So just go ahead and get it over with," Raye demanded.

Actually now that she mentioned it, it didn't seem like such a bad idea but then I would be stooping down to her level and I know that I'm better than that. "Well, actually I was going to say that math is my easiest subject and I'll help you."

For the next two hours I helped and explained concepts and procedures to her and by the end of the time she actually understood most of it. "Thanks Serena, you've been a big help but if you tell anyone I said that or that you were even at my house, I'll destroy you," Raye warned.

I shook my head, "It never ceases to amaze me how you can be a nice person one minute and a complete BITCH the next. But it doesn't matter, I don't expect much from you and your kind. I'll be back tomorrow after school." I packed my things into my book bag and walked out of the room.

As I walked downstairs I saw Raye's brother across the hall watching TV on their big screen. I thought he didn't notice me so when I got to the door and he spoke, it scared the hell out of me. "So you two didn't kill each other?" he questioned, he was joking, it was apparent.

"Naw, I decided to let her live, at least until tomorrow," I hitched my book bag up higher on my back and I walked out of the house.

Do you ever think that God just doesn't like you? Well I do, not even 10 minutes after I left Raye's house, it started to rain. I mean pouring down, I was soaked in less than a minute and there was nothing I could do about it. I was 30 minutes away from my house and at least 5 minutes away from the bus stop, which wouldn't even be there for another 10 minutes.

"Damn, why didn't I bring an umbrella," I muttered to myself as a car sped past and splashed me with water.

'Well if that isn't just hanky dory,' I thought to myself. I walked for about another two minutes before I realized that the water was no longer falling on me.

'But it's still raining,' I thought, watching as the rain hit the pavement. I was close to considering I was going insane until I turned around and saw Raye's brother holding an umbrella over my head with a lopsided grin. He grabbed my hand and began to pull me down the street.

"What are you doing?" I asked as we turned the corner and a black sports car came into view.

"What does it look like? I'm giving you a ride unless you wanna walk in the rain." He unlocked the door and ushered me inside. He ran around and hoped in the driver's seat and we were off.

"I don't know where you live?" he exclaimed, glancing at me. I sat there staring at him until I processed what he had just said.

"Oh, I live at 36 Colombian Court," I answered and the car was throw into silence.

"I'm Darien by the way," he announced as he placed his hand in front of me.

"I'm Serena, nice to meet you," I replied, shaking his hand.

"So... how old are you. 17, 18, am I close?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the road.

"Yeah, 17. You?" I questioned. 'Hey if he knew my age, I should know his, right?'

"I'm 23," he replied.

"Oh," was all I could think to say.

"So, if you don't like my sister, why would you help her?" he asked, a few minutes later.

"The school pays me as a tutor, that means I have to tutor whoever they say, whether I like that person or not," I explained as we reached my house. He parked the car and insisted on walking me to my door. I told him that it wasn't necessary especially since it was still raining but he ignored it and followed me up the driveway.

"Well, thanks for the ride," I exclaimed as we reached my porch. I put my hand out for another handshake.

"No problem," he replied. He caught me by surprise by grabbing my upper arms and kissing me. My heart started to race at an uncontrollable rate and it didn't help when he pinched my arm causing me to gasp and open my mouth, giving him complete access. He wasted no time and slipped his tongue into my mouth and let him do it. To makes matters worse, it was like my mouth had a mind of its own because I started to respond. After what seemed like an eternity we broke apart and started to catch our breaths. I didn't know what to do. I was mad but then again I wasn't. I did the only thing that made sense, I walked up closer to him and slapped him across the face, HARD.

"Don't you ever do that again without my permission," I hissed as I turned around and went inside, leaving him standing there looking utterly surprised.

"Damn, he's a good kisser. Better than Seiya," I whispered to myself as I leaned on the door and tried to calm my racing heart.