"Are you going to threaten me every time we have a run in now?" Draco growled, slamming his books down infront of me, I kept my eyes on my notes, continuing to write, "If I have to, too protect my friends." I said finally looking up, "And I'd apprechiate if you didn't stoop so low as to use sex jokes." "And I'd apprechiate if you didn't open your big mouth infront of people." he growled, I glared up at him, "Then we have a deal." I said, "You leave my friends alone, I won't tell yours, your secret." he glared, "Fine."
He stiffly sat down, I didn't bother telling him what to do, I reached over and grabed his book, flipping to the right page, when I slid it back over, he grabed my arm, I stiffened and yanked back but he had a good grip, "Let me go." I said quickly, Draco ignored me and used his other hand to push my sleeve up, it had ridden up a little when I pushed the book back, he pushed my sleeve up enough to expose my tattoo, "What's this?" he asked.
I could already see the ammusment in his face, "Little miss goody two shoes has a tattoo." I yanked my arm back and pushed my sleeve down, "I'm not that good." I mumbled, "What's it mean?" he asked, a smirk on his lips, I sighed, "If I tell you, can we start?" I asked, he knodded, I sighed again, "Fine, it's the grim reaper." I said, "Now, can we start the tutoring?" "Why the grim reaper?" I groaned, "Malfoy." "Carter." he mimiced me, I glared, "It's to match this." I said pushing my other sleave up, Draco looked, an angel.
"Now can we-" "Why the angel and grim reaper?" I seriously wanted to strangle him, "Why do my tattoos fasinate you?" I asked, "They're just tattoos." "Tattoos tell a story." he said, "What story do those tell?" "They tell the truth." I snapped, "They're angels in this world but the cold black of evil and death will take everything good in the end." I was hoping that would shut Draco up, he stayed quiet for a long time, I sighed and looked down at my books, "Lets just start." I mumbled.
To my serprize, Draco worked really well, he asked questions and took everything seriously, I was beginning to stop hating my life until we started to pack up.
"Did they hurt?" he asked, I glanced up from shoving my books in my bag, "What?" I asked, "Your tattoos, they're huge, did they hurt?" I sighed, "Anything you want is worth the pain." I mumbled, "Why don't you show them off? No one would spend hundreds of dollars to cover ink up." I sighed and shouldered my bag, "To stop people from asking questions and judging me." I said.
"I can't make it tomorrow night, we'll meet back here Friday night." I said, "We have to study on Friday too?" he asked, I had to hold back my smirk, "Yes." I said, "We do." "Why can't you make it tomorrow night?" he asked, I sighed, I just wanted to get back to my room, "I have personal plans." I said before starting to leave but of course Draco didn't let anything go that easy.
"Got a boyfriend or something, Carter?" he smirked following after me, "Why do you care?" I asked, "It's interfering with my education." he smirked.
I rolled my eyes and stopped just before we left the library, "I'm just busy." I said, "Friday night, seven o'clock." I pushed through the doors and walked down the hallway, Draco wouldn't follow me, not where people could see us together.
I made my way back to my room quickly, Trix was waiting for me, I could see her struggling through her homework, "How was tutoring?" she asked when I walked in, I ditched my bag, "Fine." I said changing into a tshirt, Trix knew about all my tattoo's, she loved them, "Wanna do a little bit more?" she asked sheepishly, I rolled my eyes but knelt by her bed, "Lets see." I sighed.
Sometimes it sucked to be the smart one.