Hey! I wanted to make this chapter and also some more other chapters a bit different. I would like to show you how Ben and Mila meet. It might take a while, but I absolutely wanted to do this! So, if u think thats boring or something, I am sorry but I promise it will be better soon. Just wait for the other chapters.
Seee yaa! 3
This guy in front of me was Ben.
Ben. BEN. BEN!
I didn't know how to react so I just nodded and turned my head back to Duck.
I think he was as shocked as I was. His eyes were twice as big as normal.
I heard him calling my name, but I wasn't able to say something...
"Oh damit..." I hit my head against the table over and over again.
"What's wrong Mila?"
"Look at it." I showed my friend my maths test.
"Thats not good, isnt it?"
"Nooo, not really."
I sighed. I was bad at maths. So bad, that my teacher stopped saying any mean things to me while giving the test papers back.
Mr. Johnson was known as a strick math teacher who always had a bad joke on his lips. Especially to the pupils who were bad at maths. Like me.
But I was a basket case. He always tried to tease me, so I would start to do something against his bad sayings. But I didn't.
I mean I tried. I really did.
Even my mom ordered a special private tutor. She said, that he would be the best tutor far and wide.
"All the people got better marks. Even these people who aren't as clever as you are."
But there was no help for me.
I didn't understand maths and thats it.
This "special tutor" surrendered very soon and I was alone again. Just me and my maths problems.
My mom also stopped helping me, because she thought that I played the fool, because I didn't want a tutor. But that was not true!
But she didn't believe me.
"You know, there is this boy. I think he is one or two years older. I think you know him by sight..."
"Hmm?"
"He is taller than we are, but not that much. He has dark brown hair and brown eyes I think. His name is Trevor or something like this."
"I think u mean Travis."
"Yeeeeah exactly thats him! So you know him?"
"Sadly I do."
"He is so annoying, isn't he? Nevertheless he is a good student in maths!"
"Really? How do you know?"
"Well, he always tried to approuch some girls. But he isn't very succesful."
"How?"
"He goes to the girls and says: "Hey, u looked like u needed help! Can I help you?"
"And the girls always laugh or flip him the bird. I'm so sorry for him.."
"U aren't..."
My friend just stick out her tongue before she started to talk again.
"Who cares, the point is that he is good in maths!" My friend grinned broadly.
"So what? Do you think, I go to him and ask him to help me? Do I look silly or somethin' like this?!"
"I knew that u wouldn't. So I did it for you."
"You.. what?"
"I asked him and he said yes. Well, first of all he wanted to see a picture of you.. an-"
"Why would he ask something like this?"
"Oh, he just wanted to check if it pays."
"What the hell?"
"Damn, Mila. He just said that he didn't want to help "ugly"girls. But I showed him a picture of you and he said yes. Oh and I should tell u, that u have a beautiful smile.."
"Micky (thats my friends name btw ;)) are u serious? I don't even know him."
"He's cool." I looked at her sceptically. "No, for real. I think he is cool. And he wants to help you!"
"So, do have to do something?"
"What do u mean?"
"Does he do it voluntarily? Or do I have to pay for it?"
"Maybe he wants a kiss or som-"
"MICKY!"
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. He wants to do it without any consideration."
"You absolutely sure about it?"
"Yes I am. And if he wants to do something like this, I'll kick his little ass."
"And when does the tutor start?"
"Today. In five minutes to be honest. I said u'll meet him in the cafeteria."
"Alright. U comin' with me?"
"Naaaah, I gotta go."
"Really?"
"Yup. You can do this. I know it Mila. See yaa.. and enjoy the time."
Micky winked and left the classroom.
I sighed deeply before I left the room too. I made my way to the cafeteria.
I expected to find Travis. Instead I found another boy. When he saw me he stood up and walked up to me.
"H..hi.. u Emila?"
"Yeah, but please call me Mila. Or Em. That's up to you. What do u want?"
"Oh.. okay. Ehhm.. yeah.. u're waiting for Travis, right?"
"Yeahhh..."
"Well, he can't help you today.. He has a date or somethin'..." Ben scratched his head sheepishly.
"Ohh really?"
"Yeaaah.. I am sorry.. he wanted me to tell you.."
I looked at my watch.
"Glad.. just because of him I missed my bus... this..."
"I.. I can take you home if u want.. Just as a compensation.."
I wasn't sure. I mean, I didn't even know the name of the boy in front of me. But he didn't look like he could hurt me.
The boy recognized my hesitation.
"I don't have to.. it was just an offer."
"It's okay. It would be very nice.. I just thought about, that I don't know your name..."
"Oh, yeah. It's Ben. Ben Paul."
"Hi Ben Paul. I am Emilia. Emilia Castellana...