~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.