Chapter 2: Hot Spanish Teacher AND Tutor !
Leah Pov.
I Walked into the beige room that my class would be held in. As I took my place at the front of the room and introduced myself. there were only a few students in the classroom. In the first row was a drugie. He was a skater boy he was cute but I had no intrest. A prep sat right beside him and she flirted with him. There was a few more students but one caught my eye. He had a 3Oh!3 shirt on that I actually owned. To simply put it, he was hot. I had to remind myself that I was now a teacher. No funny buisness. He stared at me and smirked. Heh. Thinks that hes got the charm, ey? Lets see.
''¡Yo soy feliz de estar aquí y ser la enseñanza de ustedes! Tengo dieciocho años y yo estoy enseñando para el crédito adicional. Ahora, por favor saca un cuaderno y escribir lo que a la derecha en el tablero." I said with a smile. "Who can tell me what i just said?" A girl in the middle section shot up her hand.
"Yes?" I questiond.
"You said, and i quote, "I am happy to be here and to be teaching you guys! I am eighteen and i am teaching for extra credit. Now, please pull out a notebook and write what i right on the board."
"Yes. Thats exactly what i said. Great job..." I trailed off. "Heather" she said with a huge smile. I smiled back.
"Okay class. Write, "My name is _. I am _ years old and I like playing _. My favorite food is _. I am feeling _ today. " In spanish and fill in the blanks. Go."
I set them off on their first assignment. I walked around the small room checking up and seeing if anyone needed help. I came across Th egy with the 3Oh!3 shirst on. When I looked at his paper I was dumbfounded. How could someone be this stupid. So far he had written,
" Mi Name Es Rodrick. Me 17 Years Old y Me Gusta Playing Drums. Mi Favorita Fooda Es Tacos. Me Am Feeling Flez Today." I looked at him in disbelief.
"Rodrick...Your Doing This All Wrong! Half The Thing Is Still In English! Dear Lord.." I Said. He Just Stared At Me. He Finally Spoke,
"Maybe...If I Got A Little Extra Help..."
I knew where this was going and I agreed only if he could translate the following paragraph into English by the end of class,
"Rodrick, yo te ayudaré. Yo tengo mi propio servicio de tutoría además, usted es muy lindo. Llame a mi celda a las cinco y cinco-cinco-uno-ocho-cuatro-seis-tres-nueve-siete. Nos vemos a las siete en punto? Incluso me quedo para la cena, si lo desea. (;"
Once the hour had past most of the students left but Rodrick was still staring at the note. He looked up at me and smirked and came up to me. "Si, Senor Rodrick?" I asked.
He Dropped a peice of paper on my desk saying,
"Rodrick, I will help you. I have my own tutoring service plus, you are pretty cute. Call my cell at five-five-five-one-eight-four-six-three-nine-seven. See you around seven o' clock? I'll even stay for dinner, if you want. (;"
"Nicely done, Rodrick. Im impressed." I said, being completly honest. He came closer to me backing me against the white bored.
"Usted tiene un buen culo." He said in a husky voice that sent shivers down my spine.
"Mr. Heffley! Did you just tell me I had a nice ass?" I Scremed. He backed off and smiled.
"See you around seven, Teacher..?" He said in an innocent voice with a smirk while leaving the room.
Wait...Since when was his spanish so fucking good? Dammit. I Just got played by one of my students..