We had our flaws and our perfection. We had our issues and problems. We weren't meant for each other and that's ok, because it was fun while it lasted. We were so different but opposites attract, so it's fine. We fought a lot but it's ok because we love each other and that's all that matters. Isn't it? --- Bella Stonefield, an eighteen year old undergraduate, hoping to earn a few dollars before entering College, meets Ashton Kutcher, the high school 'badboy'. At first, she thought it would be just like high school, when they never talked or even made eye contact. As she got to know him she started hating him, but nevertheless loved the narcissistic, self centered, egoistic jerk he was. She tried to hide her feelings, but it was too hard for her. Finally when she feels he might feel the same way, he withdraws from whatever was going on between them. And the only thing that can bring them back together is... The truth The truth about his past...
"Listen Dylan, I know it's hard for you, but you're just going to have to work harder in classes and less on the pitch if you want to go to college." I rolled my eyes at my teacher Mrs. Green when she finished speaking.
What does that even mean train less on the field? Football is my life, it's the only thing I'm good at. "Yes I know, Mrs. Green, but you're just gonna have to trust me, I'm working on it." I replied.
"Well you're not working on it hard enough, I've already found you a study tutor. Tom is going to help you get your grades up, you're going to be studying with him until the end of the year." No, this can't be real, I told myself when I saw who Tom was. He was the guy that everyone copied off, he was the guy with the biggest glasses in this school and by that, I mean the nerd that I'd never think I'd ever talk to.
His smile was getting bigger when hearing the word studying or at the sight of books. I shook my head to get rid of the thought in my mind. I thought to myself, nope, I can't do this.
I mean come on who wears suspenders and a bow tie to school? How awful. I can't even look at him, he's already getting excited to do Math and make me feel like a total idiot if I don't understand a thing.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I can't do basic Math, but I just reaaally hate it. I can't be the only one who hates Maths, right? I know so many people who hate this subject just as much as I do, that doesn't mean they don't know how to do it, it just makes them slightly slower than the others in learning it.
Knowing Tom he's probably gonna start with that 'Oh Dylan how do you not know that? We've learnt this in fifth grade' Nope. Not happening.
