supposed
to be tutoring this guy too; I certainly didn’t want to do that now. Not him,
he was a cocky jerk and he would drive me crazy if I spent more than ten
minutes in his company.
“You look like shit,” he commented.
Make that three minutes in his company.
I looked down at what I was wearing, my usual type of thing
that consisted of plain T-shirt and jeans, ponytail, no make-up, the same as a
usual school day. “Wow, that’s so sweet, thanks,” I muttered sarcastically.
The door to the office opened and an extremely harassed
looking lady with blonde hair walked out of the office, scowling at Zach.
Principal Bennett followed close behind her, she too was harassed looking. I
had a feeling Zach could piss off more than just me in three minutes.
“Oh, Maisie dear, thank you for coming. I assume you’ve
already met Zachary,” she said, looking at me almost apologetically.
“Zach,” he corrected acidly.
I stood up, smiling politely. “Yeah, we’ve already met.” I
nodded, wincing at the double meaning to those words.
Principal Bennett motioned towards the blonde lady who was
obviously Zach’s Aunt. “This is Mrs Kingston. Mrs Kingston, this is Maisie, the
girl I spoke to you about, the tutor,” she introduced. Zach chuckled darkly
behind me, but I ignored him, he was obviously amused that I was supposed to be
tutoring him.
The lady smiled and nodded. “It’s lovely to meet you,
Maisie. I’m sure I’ll be seeing more of you around the house then,” she said,
smiling sweetly.
I smiled apologetically. “Actually, Mrs Kingston,
something’s come up and I won’t be able to tutor Zachary anymore.” I flicked my
eyes to him as I said his full name, knowing that would obviously annoy him. “I
can happily recommend someone else that will be willing to do it though.” There
were always plenty of people wanting extra cash around here.
Zach jumped out of his chair. “Oh no, I don’t want anyone
else. I want you,” he protested, looking me right in the eyes, bending slightly
so our faces were on the same level. “You can sort out this thing that’s come
up. Right, little rebel?” he asked, raising one eyebrow at me.
Did he just call me little rebel as some kind of threat?
Oh my freaking goodness, I hate this guy! “I have a lot going on right now,
I don’t think I’m in the right frame of mind to take on a tutoring job,” I
answered through my teeth, trying desperately to keep my tone light and
friendly.
He smirked at me. “A lot going on? Like getting fitter so
you can run further without having to stop?” he offered, laughing quietly to
himself.
Oh yeah, he’s definitely blackmailing me!
His aunt cleared her throat. “Well if you can’t do it and
know of someone who can, then give them my number, okay?” she requested,
holding out a card to me.
Zach snatched it out of her hand and stuffed it in his
pocket as he looked at me challengingly. “Maisie’s going to do it. Aren’t you?”
I could feel my fists clenching in anger. I really wanted to
punch him in his smirking face. “I guess it would be alright. We could see how
it goes,” I offered, looking him right in the eye, showing him that I wasn’t
going to be intimidated by his badass attitude.
“Great,” his aunt chirped. “Right well then I’d best be off to
work. Zach, please behave.” She looked at him pleadingly, and his face softened
as he rolled his eyes and nodded. She turned back to Principal Bennett. “Thank
you for your time, and we really are both very sorry.” They shook hands and she
left, leaving us standing there with the Principal.
“Well, you’d best get on with the tour then. The bell rings
in five minutes, would you like a note to get you both out of first period so
you can do a thorough tour?” she asked, already reaching for the yellow pad behind
the desk and scribbling two of them.
No, I want to get rid of this jerk as fast as possible! “No, it’s fine; I’ll just go with a quick
to be tutoring this guy too; I certainly didn’t want to do that now. Not him,
he was a cocky jerk and he would drive me crazy if I spent more than ten
minutes in his company.
“You look like shit,” he commented.
Make that three minutes in his company.
I looked down at what I was wearing, my usual type of thing
that consisted of plain T-shirt and jeans, ponytail, no make-up, the same as a
usual school day. “Wow, that’s so sweet, thanks,” I muttered sarcastically.
The door to the office opened and an extremely harassed
looking lady with blonde hair walked out of the office, scowling at Zach.
Principal Bennett followed close behind her, she too was harassed looking. I
had a feeling Zach could piss off more than just me in three minutes.
“Oh, Maisie dear, thank you for coming. I assume you’ve
already met Zachary,” she said, looking at me almost apologetically.
“Zach,” he corrected acidly.
I stood up, smiling politely. “Yeah, we’ve already met.” I
nodded, wincing at the double meaning to those words.
Principal Bennett motioned towards the blonde lady who was
obviously Zach’s Aunt. “This is Mrs Kingston. Mrs Kingston, this is Maisie, the
girl I spoke to you about, the tutor,” she introduced. Zach chuckled darkly
behind me, but I ignored him, he was obviously amused that I was supposed to be
tutoring him.
The lady smiled and nodded. “It’s lovely to meet you,
Maisie. I’m sure I’ll be seeing more of you around the house then,” she said,
smiling sweetly.
I smiled apologetically. “Actually, Mrs Kingston,
something’s come up and I won’t be able to tutor Zachary anymore.” I flicked my
eyes to him as I said his full name, knowing that would obviously annoy him. “I
can happily recommend someone else that will be willing to do it though.” There
were always plenty of people wanting extra cash around here.
Zach jumped out of his chair. “Oh no, I don’t want anyone
else. I want you,” he protested, looking me right in the eyes, bending slightly
so our faces were on the same level. “You can sort out this thing that’s come
up. Right, little rebel?” he asked, raising one eyebrow at me.
Did he just call me little rebel as some kind of threat?
Oh my freaking goodness, I hate this guy! “I have a lot going on right now,
I don’t think I’m in the right frame of mind to take on a tutoring job,” I
answered through my teeth, trying desperately to keep my tone light and
friendly.
He smirked at me. “A lot going on? Like getting fitter so
you can run further without having to stop?” he offered, laughing quietly to
himself.
Oh yeah, he’s definitely blackmailing me!
His aunt cleared her throat. “Well if you can’t do it and
know of someone who can, then give them my number, okay?” she requested,
holding out a card to me.
Zach snatched it out of her hand and stuffed it in his
pocket as he looked at me challengingly. “Maisie’s going to do it. Aren’t you?”
I could feel my fists clenching in anger. I really wanted to
punch him in his smirking face. “I guess it would be alright. We could see how
it goes,” I offered, looking him right in the eye, showing him that I wasn’t
going to be intimidated by his badass attitude.
“Great,” his aunt chirped. “Right well then I’d best be off to
work. Zach, please behave.” She looked at him pleadingly, and his face softened
as he rolled his eyes and nodded. She turned back to Principal Bennett. “Thank
you for your time, and we really are both very sorry.” They shook hands and she
left, leaving us standing there with the Principal.
“Well, you’d best get on with the tour then. The bell rings
in five minutes, would you like a note to get you both out of first period so
you can do a thorough tour?” she asked, already reaching for the yellow pad behind
the desk and scribbling two of them.
No, I want to get rid of this jerk as fast as possible! “No, it’s fine; I’ll just go with a quick
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