~Chapter 14~
-AJ-
I really don't like my best mate right now. I really don't. Especially when he walks into our room.
"Hey." Robert says, walking in, a bit tense
"Hey." I reply quietly, but firmly
"Are you doing French?" He says, pointing to my textbook and work sheet on my lap
"Yep." I nod and fill in a blank on the sheet
"Do you need help?" He asks
"Nope." I shake my head
"Well, then I probably should go..." He says then backs out of the room
Great, I just completely failed French. No tutor=no hope.
Then another knock on the door, this time, it's Scarlett.
"You need help." Scarlett confirms
"No, I don't." I demand
"Yes, actually you do. Because I know your French grade includes a D. And I know that means your ineligible for any sports. And that means our beloved football team is without it's Captian." She pieces together
"Why are you so smart?" I ask
"I ask that sometimes myself too." She laughs
"So your willing to tutor me?" I question
"Of course. It's not like I have anything else to do." She replies
"Thank you, Scarlett." I smile
"Your welcome." She smiles back and leaves
Then I walk over to Roberts bed once she's for sure gone. I pick up his laptop from the edge of his bed and I take it back to my side of the room. Time to dig up the actual Robert.
