Things Have Changed

Chapter 19

Tutoring

The next day came by quickly, and before I knew it, it was science class.

When I arrived in the classroom I went up to the teacher. "Um, who is this person I'm tutoring today?"

"Oh, its wait…I have a couple kids coming in today for tutors," She told me looking for a paper I assume, "Ask me at the end of class and I'll find that paper by then."

I left her as she was still searching for the paper with kids and tutors on it I guess.

The anticipation was growing; I just couldn't help wondering who it was.

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The school bell rang for the next period and just everybody had to have a question about tonight's homework. When I finally get to her I asked her again about the kid I'm tutoring.

She was about to answer when the bell rings again for next class.

"You should be heading off to class, just think, something to look forward to," She said giving me a short smile.

I dashed across the hallway to my next class.

Oh the joy waiting until the end of the day…OH JOY!!

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The rest of the day went alright, but by so slowly, then finally the last bell rang and I sprinted up to the science classroom.

My teacher was putting things together, when she turned to me. "Oh Miley, alright your person just left saying they need something, but they will be back in a minute. I have to go to a meeting now, any questions?" She asked.

"Yea do we have to do this in the classroom?"

"No, if you want you can go to the library or each other's homes, I just want them to learn."

"Oh alright, and um who's my person?"

"Oh sorry, I have to go or I'll be late. Bye, have a nice time!" And she walked out of the classroom.

I sat down at the desk I was assigned to in class just waiting.

I was tapping my pencil on the desk to unfamiliar tune, when the door opened and it was… Kate.

"Kate?" I asked.

She looked up from looking at a few pieces of paper she had in her hand, "Oh hey Miley!"

"Are you here for tutoring?" I asked.

"Nope! I need a stapler! STAPLE, STAPLE, STAPLE, STAPLE!!"

"You are so weird." I stated.

"Yup, now where is this stapler?" She was searching the classroom when she finally saw the stapler on the desk, "Oh stapler we meet at last!" She cried dramatically and I laughed a bit.

"Stapler meet my good friend English paper, English paper meet Stapler! NOW STAPLE!!" And she slammed the stapler on the paper.

"My work here is done, see-ya Miley!" And she left the room leaving me in a laughing fit. She is one odd bird.

A minute later after recovering from the laugh attack given by Kate, James walked in. You know James Olsen, who I supposedly like. Yea well he walked in.

"Um are you here for the tutoring?" He asked.

"Yea."

"Well the dude you're tutoring told me to tell you that he'd be up in a sec." And he left.

Who was this 'dude'??

Then the door opened for the third time that day, and it was OLIVER!

"Miley? Are you the tutor?" He asked as he stepped inside the classroom and infront of my desk.

I looked at him, and my heart was racing crazy. I nodded.

"Cool," he said as he sat down next to me, "Now what are we going to be learning today 'teach'?" He asked.

I half smiled, and he smiled back.

"Well, how about we start…" I said looking at my notes wondering where to start.

"Hey can we go somewhere else? I think I could learn better somewhere less classroomy." He stated.

"Where are you thinking of?" I asked him.

"How about your house, haven't been there in awhile."

Yea you haven't been there in awhile. I wonder why!!

"Yea I guess that's cool." And we packed up our stuff and walked our way to my house.

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"Dad! I'm home!" I yelled when I opened my front door.

"I thought you were tutoring someone…" he said then look up from his food, "Oh Oliver, nice to see you boy."

"You too Mr. Stewart!" He said giving my dad a short wave.

"Well we are going to my room to study." I stated, then we walked upstairs.

An hour later….

"So what is the only mirror that gives you a real image?" I asked.

"The Concave mirror…" he said in a bored tone, "Can we stop for today, I don't think my brain can take much more."

"Alright, so anyway why do you need tutoring, your grades we never this bad."

"It's only this class and it's because I have this class in the morning where I'm always tired and sleeping the class away."

"Why are you so tired in the morning?" I asked.

"I'm up pretty late trying to get to sleep. There has just been things on my mind lately." He told me.

"Like what?'

He immediately avoided my eyes and replied, "Nothing really just…things."

I don't know what gave me such courage but I then asked, "What happen with you?"

Oliver looked at me weird, "What do you mean?"

"Before I left last summer you were Oliver, I come back you are this guy named Oliver I USED to know. You cut your hair, you play basketball, you hang with the popular people, and you never talk to me anymore." I told him.

He sat there, just sat there.

"Oliver, I don't care about the other things, but I do still want to be your friend, I love talking to you, you are like the only person who can make me smile no matter what."

He just kept sitting there when he finally looked into my eyes, "I'm sorry Miles…I never meant…I'm horrible aren't I. I got so caught up with the popular crowd I just dropped everything in my old life."

"It's okay," I said to him and reached over and hugged him, and he hugged me back.

We broke off from the hug but we were still very close.

We were just gazing in each other's eyes.

I don't know if it was me or not but it seemed as if he was moving closer and the space between us was becoming shorter.

I went with an instinct and also moved closer and then I could feel his lips just brush mine when someone knock on my door.

Me and Oliver jerked out heads back and I could feel my face beginning to heat up. My dad came through the door. "O hey guys, I hope I'm not interrupting study time, but Oliver I was wondering, would you be interested in washing my car this weekend for a 50 bucks." My father asked.

"Um, sure Mr. Stewart, Saturday good?" Oliver asked, and as I looked over his face was a shade of light red. My father nodded and left.

"Well-I-I-um ne-need to um go." He stuttered and then left my bedroom.

Stupid Dad! Always ruining things!! Oh so much to tell Lilly tomorrow!

A/N: You guys for the most part knew who Miley was going to tutor Oliver, So how was this chapter?? Is Oliver going to be his old self now?? PLEASE REVIEW! 5 reviews and I'll update ASAP:D