My french tutor

Onze

NATHANIEL BLACKWELL.

"How much Bill Gates can make money?" My dad asked as I looked at him from my phone.

"His net worth is 74$ billions of dollars estimated, I guess." I shrugged, my dad is placed in the second, making him the second richest man in the whole world, even he's richer than the president.

"That's a lot, right son?" He asked.

"It is, doesn't rob him." I said playfully and he chuckled.

"I'm glad you have my dark humour son, man I can't believe your older brother got your mom personality." He patted my head.

"I know how jealous can he be." I rolled my eyes. My mom is so jealous whenever my dad is with a girl, even his cousin. She just can't support it just like my brother.

"I love your mother, you guys are both my world." My dad said as he looked at me.

"Yeah dad, I want you to meet my French tutor." I said and he frowned in confusion.

"I heard that you slept with your old teacher." He chuckled.

"Gray told me that." I rolled my eyes.

"It's fun but please do it secretly, I can't have the others deputy to know that my son is doing this for fun." He smirked.

Don't worry dad, my new french tutor is going to be mine forever.

"We have arrived at your campus, let's go I have to meet Blake." He said and then waited for the driver to open up the door.

Suddenly we were surrounded by paparazzi, asking us millions of question. Flashlights are on my face, I showed them my pearly whites smile and waved at them. I've been used to it, paparazzi following me since I was a kid.

"Mr Blackwell, how are you doing?"

"Mr Blackwell, what are you doing here? At the University of Florida?"

"Mr Blackwell, is your son going to be married?"

I'm surprised that the other journalists asked me if I was going to be married, I smirked as I walked toward the hallway with my dad beside me, ignoring their petty questions.

As we reached the hallway of the campus, fortunately, guards were there to shoo them away, I sighed and walked toward my friends, Carson and Nelson.

"Yo buddy, I see a lot of journalists." Nelson smirked, I guess he didn't saw my dad who was busy calling behind me.

"Perks of being the deputy son." I grinned and Carson rolled his eyes, playfully.

"Of course."

"Hello, boys." My dad stepped in front of them, their reactions were hilarious.

"f**k- hey Mr Blackwell." Nelson stammered, of course meeting my dad is like meeting the king.

"Hi, sir." Carson, as a quiet man, kept natural.

"You guys are so big now, so how are the women's?" My dad said as he brushed their hair.

"You know, I'm doing pretty good." Nelson replied while Carson shrugged.

"I'm still waiting."

"Waiting for Grace, I see." I scoffed and he glared at me.

"Grace is such a b***h, I don't know how your mom likes her." My dad said, exactly dad I love you.

"But Grace is pretty though." He lightly blushed, I have this urge to gag.

"Anyway boys, I'm going to meet Blake. See you later." My dad after doing a handshake to us, we nodded and see my father figure walking away from us, the hallway is pretty empty, I guess my dad bodyguard shoo them away, again just like the paparazzi.

"Dude, what happened with your french tutor?" Nelson asked excitedly.

"Well guess who is it?"

"Let me think...Sophia?" Carson said and I hummed.

"Lucky b***h! Do you think Julia will accept to be my French tutor?" Nelson said to us.

"Who is Julia?" I frowned my eyebrows, that name doesn't look familiar to me.

"It's Sophia best friend, the french model." Carson said while showing us her i********:, she has this sexy feminine personality because that doesn't mean I like her, beside her friend is cuter than her while she's sexy.

"Just like my type." Nelson smirked as he looked at her i********: on Carson phone.

"Every girl that you met is your type." Carson rolled his eyes and I almost laughed, Nelson was the kind womanizer while I am the cold one.

"So what? You got do what you have to do." He winked and suddenly get pushed back.

He turned around to see who is behind him and get ready to yell at the person.

"You b***h! Don't you have eyes?!" He yelled, s**t he's doomed.

"I beg your pardon? You said that to me?!" The girl exclaimed, Nelson paled.

"Well yeah-"

"Shut up stupid boy! Alright, it's my fault if I bumped in you but you shouldn't yell at me for no f*****g reason!" She yelled it's Julia, the girl he claimed.

"Julia calm down..." Sophia who is beside her, trying to calm her down, she looked so cute and pretty, the way her voice speaks is beautiful. Holy f**k! What the f**k is she wearing?!

"I won't f*****g calm down! This asshole is yelling at for no damn reason!" She glared at Nelson who didn't say anything to her, well that is unusual.

"What are you wearing?" I asked Sophia who looked at me. She wearing a f*****g short summer dress, it's not even f*****g summer!

"Well, clothes." She stated dumbly, this piece of clothing doesn't look to me clothes, it barely covers your damn long soft legs.

"That's not clothes!" I growled.

She scoffed, "who do you think you are?"

"Well I'm Nathaniel and I-"

"Exactly your name is Nathaniel and you not my dad since his name is actually Ace." She said and everyone laughed. Did she just-?

"That was hella funny, peace out losers!" Julia shouted as she dragged her away from us.

"She called us-" Carson started.

"Loser." Nelson finished his sentence.

The f**k, I'm not a loser.

"What the f**k is she talking about?" I scowled.

"I can't believe it!" Nelson scoffed.

"Damn I have to leave you guys, I don't want people to know that I'm hanging out with losers." Carson chuckled playfully, me and Nelson glared at him, as soon as he sees our glare his expression changed.

"I'm joking, don't be so uptight!" He muttered the last words.

"We have to show them that we're not losers, I can't stand the fact that my girl called us losers." Nelson shook his head frantically.

I sighed and rubbed my jaw, thinking a way.

"I have an idea." I said and they all looked at me.

"Go on, tell us." He said, coming close to me. We looked at Carson who doesn't move.

"I'm not joining in your stupid crazy plan." He said, cringing.

I looked at Nelson who also looked back at me, we smirked and looked back at Carson who looked scared.

This is going be damn fun.

They will pay for this.

Watch your back, Sophia.