Hello, lovely people! I'm back for another chapter! I haven't thanked you guys in a while for your reviews so thank you. Yeah, I'm pretty sure this explanation will go pass five chapters so enjoy it anyway!
The twins soon arrived at the front entrance of Middleton High. Dante stared at the building in awe.
"Whoa, look at this place! I've never seen so many kids!"
"It's a school, Dante," Annabella said with an irritable sigh. Dante looked at her and glared.
"Okay, Hannah. Mom and Dad aren't here to justify your snotty attitude so stop it, please. Or at least downplay it. You want friends, right?" Annabella looked over and shrugged. Annabella pretended to think about it by tapping her chin.
"No, I don't think I want friends." Dante rolled his eyes.
"Whatever, you'll be suspended by the end of the day anyway." And with that, Dante left to go to his classes. Annabella shook her head and looked for her classes.
The day ended without any luck between the twins, but they refused to give up. It was a big school. It was going to take awhile to find one kid. It wasn't until the end of the first semester when they were given a ray of hope.
"Miss Lipsky! Please see me at the end of class!"
"Please see me at the end of class," Annabella repeated in a mock tone then giving an annoyed sigh. The bell ringed in class dismissal and Annabella said in her seat. "What could you say to me that could be in anyway important?" Her teacher glared down at the young villainess then dropped a large stack of paperwork onto her desk.
"Do you recognize any of these papers?" Her teacher asked. Annabella glanced at the paperwork.
"Um, no. What is this?"
"All the assignment that you didn't turn in."
"Woah, you kept track of all this? That's what I call dedication, ma'am." Annabella said with a smile. Her teacher frowned.
"With all these assignments missing, you're barely staying afloat with a C."
"Really?" Annabella said incredulously, "I thought I would be running aground with an F, if we're still continuing with the boat analogy." The teacher shook her head.
"The point is that I have to assign you to student based tutoring." Annabella scoffed.
"I don't need tutoring."
"Your grades say you do," the teacher handed her the slip of paper, "Until your grades are up to par, you must attend tutoring." As soon as she got home, all Hell broke loose.
"I don't need it!" Annabella screamed. Drakken had walked into the room, confused by his daughter's screaming. Dante was across the room doing his homework and looked up at his dad.
"She has to go to tutoring for almost all her classes, if you wanted to know why she's screaming." Drakken nodded but then understood what he said.
"Wait, tutoring? Annabella, you're a genius."
"Yes, but she doesn't turn in her work," Dante explained, "Therefore, she has to go to Tutor Detention."
"It's just tutoring, Dante!" Annabella said irritably.
"Well, it's detention for us. The best of the class has to tutor the bottom and lower middle of the class. This is why I never let my grade rise above a B plus or sometimes, an A minus, depending on the class. Those kids at the bottom don't care. That's why you're there now, Hannah." Annabella then screamed into a pillow.
So, two days later, Annabella stayed after school to attend 'tutoring'. She walked into the room and saw it was crowded with children. Half of them were sitting down while the other half were standing in the front of the class.
"Come in, come in," one of the girls said, ushering Annabella to a seat. Then girl grabbed a microphone and started addressing the room. "Hello, everyone. If you didn't know me, I am your student body president, Cindy Morris. I am also the head of this student based tutoring session. Our mission is to allow peers to help their fallen peers. What we do is pair you up with a student best suited for your needs. If you're horrible at Chemistry, we'll pair you up with someone whose a genius in it. Let me pair you up now," Cindy pulled out a list and started calling out names.
It was about 15 minutes later when Annabella heard her name called.
"Annabella Lipsky?" Annabella, who was have asleep from boredom, shot up.
"What?" Cindy looked her and shook her head.
"You'll be working with Devin." Annabella looked over to the child that is supposed to be tutoring her. He was a boy of around 15 with forest green eyes and chocolate brown hair brushed up and gelled. Their eyes locked for a second or so. Blue eyes boring into green ones. And at that moment there was a spark between them.
"Okay, ground rules, I'm the tutor. Everything I say, goes." Annabella's upper lip twitched and she glared.
"Not in your lifetime," She snarled at him.
The spark of despisal.
The next day, the two shared lunch.
"Why is this required again?" Annabella sighed. Devin looked up to her and frowned.
"In order to ensure that the student gets full advantage of the tutoring," Devin recited, "all available time in school must be used for tutoring." Annabella rolled her eyes.
"Whatever," Annabella said eating her lunch.
"Okay, you need to work on all of your classes," Devin said as he pulled out several books out his bookbag, "What do you need help with?"
"I don't need help," Annabella sneered as she adjusted her glasses.
"You being in tutoring says you do," he retorted.
"Well, I don't so you can leave now," Annabella said with false smile. Devin sighed.
"I don't want to be here either but it's my job to help you get better grades," Annabella shot him a bored expression, "And from that look, I'm guessing you don't care?"
"Bingo!" Annabella rose from the lunch table and looked down at Devin, "Look, I would love to stay and chat but I have bigger fish to fry." She started to walked away.
"You mean do nothing?" Devin called after her. Annabella stopped, turned around, and smiled. She walked back over to Devin and leaned in close to his face.
"I'm glad you're catching on," She said before patting his face and walking away once more.
Another chapter finished! I didn't almost anything during that small hiatus because I kept thinking about this story. I hoped you enjoyed! Read and read, my lovelies!