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The teacher grunts in disapproval knowing he’s full of bullshite but dismisses it. “Take a seat Mr. Whitlock so we can continue the lesson.”
“Sure, teach.” He says bowing before looking for a seat everyone looks shite scared because they know his reputation here. Anyone he’s bullied but so far in the lesson had known his wrath and become his lucky until the end of the year. He chooses the weak, the vulnerable. His eyes land on mine locking and grins. f**k.
Everyone gasps as he heads my way. “Is this seat taken nerd?”
I shake my head.
“Excellent.” He says sitting down. “I guess this will be my seat until the year is over.”
I hear everyone gasp, f**k now I know I’m in trouble and everyone knows I am too. For the great jerk asshole Langdon Whitlock has chosen his next lacky. But he won’t know what hit him with me. I’m not scared of him and his petty demands. I won’t do his work for him no matter how much he bullies me into doing it.
The class falls silent and the teacher continues with the lesson. “Can I copy your notes?”
“Write your own.”
Langdon
I can’t believe I’m paired with the geek, but this could all work out in my favour. My grades have been dropping and are a little shite TBH my parents are throwing a piss fit. I need someone not only to help me, but do the work and I can take credit for it. But, I don’t see Arden lighting up even just a little to lie for me and tell them I did the work, so I guess I'll have to let her help me with my work if I’m going to get anywhere and I have the perfect plan she can tutor me that way it’s doing my work with our even knowing it.
I grin evilly. With my plan formed and complete she can hardly say no and I have ways into getting what I want.
The bell rings and we gather our stuff and she’s out the door before I’m done.
Silent gasps echo across the room.
“Do you know who I am, nerd?”
“The great Langdon Whitlock.”
He grins. “Well you should know that I don’t take too kindly to your back chat, you’ll get punished for it.”
“Well find someone else to be your lackie cause I won’t tolerate your bullshit. I’m not that kind of girl.”
“So what kind of girl are you, nerd?” He asks his hand sliding up my thigh.
I grab it and squeeze it. “Not that kind.”
“Maybe we’ll find out one day.”
I throw his hand off my thigh. “And maybe we won’t.”
His mouth no hangs gape unsure what to say. I guess he’s never met his match before today, bring it on Whitlock cause I bite and not in a nice way.
He shuts his mouth after his initial shock and grins. “I like you nerd, you’ve got balls. I like to see how far I can push you.”
“It’s you who’s got the balls Whitlock let’s see if they stay intact.”
He grins wider. “Is that a bet, nerd?”
“Call it what you like Whitlock but know this; you won’t win.”
“Oh I will.”
“Mr Whitlock, as you like chatting to Miss Barlowe in class, you’re both paired up for the group project and I don’t just want Miss Barlowe to participate, I want you to work on it too.”
He grins. “Looks like we’ll be spending more time together after all.”
Great.
I smile awkwardly. “I guess we will.”
I run after her and call her, grabbing her wrist. She turns angrily. “What the hell do you want Langdon? Isn’t it enough that we have to work together on this dumb project?”
“I didn’t think you thought any project was dumb, nerd.”
“I don’t. Urgh it’s dumb cause I was made to do it with you!”
“Im not that bad nerd.”
“Urgh, don’t you get it?”
“Get what,what’s there to get?”
“You’ll make me do your half of the project and gain praise for something you didn’t even participate in!”
“I never thought of that, thanks nerd.”
“Oh no you don’t Langdon if we’re paired for this project you’re not getting off scotfree you’re damn well helping.”
I hold my hands up in surrender. “Fine geek I’ll help.”
“Good.”
“I wasn’t stopping you for the project.”
She sighed. “So why the hell did you stop me then?”
“No need to curse, nerd.”
“Get on with it Langdon, we’ve got another lesson before the end of the day.”
“Okay okay sorry for taking up your precious time, but I wanted to ask if you’ll tutor me.”
She laughs mechanically. “Thats funny. What makes you think I’ll tutor the bad boy of the school?”
“Cause I need help.”
“Erm. No.”
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