My french tutor

Huit

NATHANIEL BLACKWELL.

She's beautiful.

Too damn beautiful.

How can a girl like her exist in this nasty world?

I was actually sitting right next to her, beside her. I brought my chair close to her just to sniff her scent.

Vanilla.

"Nathaniel!" She yelled causing me to widen my eyes, I hummed in response.

"Focus!" She said and pouted, she's trying to be stern but unfortunately for her it just makes her look cute.

I didn't like the way my older brother looked at her, I always hate him. He was only older by 1 year but I still hate him, it's like we are best friend but still hate each other. It's kinda complicated to explain.

No one should look at her like that, only me, obviously.

"I can't believe this! Again, you are spacing out." She groaned and slammed her book on the table.

"I'm sorry, you just looked too cute that I couldn't stop thinking." I flirted, giving her my dashing smile but she just rolled her eyes. Did I got rejected?

"Let's do this for the last time, if you don't cooperate well I will quit!" She warned opening her french book, again.

"Alright baby." I sighed and she glared at me, I still kept my smile hoping that it will have an effect on her but I don't think it does. That's weird, girls blushed softly as they saw me giving them a smile, she's not normal.

"D'accord, donc on va parler des bases de la langue française." She said in french, (Alright, we are going to speak basic french language) holy f**k! She's hot speaking like that, I wonder how she will scream in french when I have her down on the bed. Just the thought of her makes me horny again. How am I going to calm my little junior down now?

"I'm going to start having a conversation in french and you will answer me in the same language." She continued and I nodded, I adjusted my pants before putting my hand on my cheek leaning on the table and gazed at her figure looking at the book with her glasses.

"Salut, moi c'est Sophia et j'ai 20 ans, je viens de finir mon bac et je suis ici pour accomplir mon rêve, you turn?" (Hey my name is Sophia, I'm 20, I recently  got graduated, I'm here to accomplish my dream) She said turning to my side, I gulped.

"Hey, moi c'est Nathaniel et j'ai 21 ans, je suis le fils du député et j'adore les meufs comme toi." (Hey I'm Nathaniel and I'm 21, I'm the son of the deputy and I love girls like you) I winked at her and she just again rolled her eyes, I absolutely don't understand her attitude. I mean she should now fall in love with me or have a little crush on me?

"You know french and can talk fluently, why do you need a tutor?" She asked and I sighed.

"I don't know? Ask my grandma."

"Whatever, it's not like I'm doing this for free." She sighed and put her books in her bag, I frowned my eyebrows in confusion.

"What are you doing?" I said and sat up straight and looked at her. She couldn't just leave me for minutes.

"Our 1 hours is over, I need to go home." She stated and put her jacket on. Hours?! Bro it was seconds!

"But no you can't." She chuckled.

"Why not?"

"Because I still need your help!" I made up an excuse because I still need her presence beside me, I loved the way how the soft scent has been calming me down.

"You don't need to, besides you're bilingual keep up the good work Nathaniel!" She scoffed and walked toward the door but I stopped her by grabbing her arm.

"I can pay you." I suggested and she looked at me, suspiciously.

"What? How?"

"How much you need just to be here?" I take out my wallet from the back of my pocket.

"Look I really have to go home right now."

"No don't! I can pay you, you need money, right?" I asked I was hoping that she will decline and show off her feminist saying that 'yeah I'm not someone who is going to take your money that easily' bla bla.

I take out two hundred dollars and handed to her, I smirked as I'm waiting for the nonsense outburst, but surprisingly she took it and counted it.

"More." She asked.

Excuse me!

"What?"

"I don't want two hundred dollars just because of additional hours."

What the f**k?!

She thinks that being with me it's a job!

I can't f*****g believe it.

I nodded in anger and take out another two hundred dollars, she smiled as she snatched out of my hand.

"Okay, let's do this again!" She smiled and take back her seat, she can be bipolar sometimes.

I was surprised the way she acted, it's not like I thought like in the movies but this is amazing and an unknown feeling that I'm experiencing.

Suddenly as we were working quietly with peace, a loud annoying peacock comes in my room.

"Hey hone-!" She cut her words as she saw Sophia sitting beside me which I voluntarily went close to her.

Meet my fake girlfriend, Grace Smith.

She was wearing fake tans, Gucci clothes and her little puppy in her arms who I hated him. Max is literally the number one of my enemy list.

I glared at her, "what are you doing here? Can't you just knock?"

"What are you doing with a girl?!" She screeched and glared at Sophia who looked innocent right now, Grace has no right to glare at her!

"I'm working, get the f**k out of here!" I growled and glared at her.

"I came today and you won't welcome me, even a little kiss. I can always ask Carson to give me one." She snickered, she knows that Carson is in love with her, Carson is one of my friends, I knew him thanks to our dads, I couldn't let her play with him.

"I'm sorry but I'm just teaching him, there is nothing wrong with that, his old french tutor got fired for some personal reason, I'm just replacing her." Sophia stepped in, she has a point but I'm still happy that she's actually my french tutor, I didn't forget the bet, to be honest, I will still f**k her and be the last one. That's a promise.

"I don't know what you talking about, but the old woman is still his french tuto—oh right, you f****d her!"

I groaned mentally, she wasn't supposed to say that in front of Sophia, now she will hate me, for good.

I saw Sophia cringing in disgust, it's not what she thinks and she wasn't that old, she was 25.

"Anyway I will leave you, I can fully rest in peace since this girl-" She pointed out Sophia, "-is not your type."

"Bye baby." The annoying peacock comes toward me to kiss me but I moved my head making her kiss my cheek, she frowned and shrugged as she left the room, finally no more peacock here.

"I'm sorry that your girlfriend took the wrong supposition about us." Sophia apologized and I shook my head.

"She's n–I mean it doesn't matter." I shrugged.

"Let's finish this before your girlfriend can interrupt us." She chuckled and I kept myself quiet, I couldn't tell her that we're not in a couple because my parents said so, I don't want her to know that I'm taken, I want her to know that I'm hers. But that will take some time and thank god I'm patient.

Because I would never leave her alone.