Parker

I hate Matt. I really, really do. He’s so arrogant, and cocky and…smooth. How that asshole knew I would follow him out of the classroom and down the hallway, I’ll never know – hell, even I don’t know why I did what I did, but here I was, following him down the hallway. Matt takes a turn into one of the science labs and then turns to me, a smirk on his stupid face.

“Following me, are you?” He grins.

I narrow my eyes at him, avoiding his question. “Why did you call me Medusa?”

“Why did you follow me?” I could seriously slap him. “Just admit that you’re attracted to me.”

“You’re an ass,” I roll my eyes. And he was. He was the biggest ass I had ever met. He knew I was attracted to him, otherwise I would have never slept with him. Twice. He just wanted me to admit it. Well, I wasn't going to give him what he wanted. No fucking way.

“Oh, come on, Medusa.” Matt winks.

I groan as I turn around, ready to walk out of the room. “Stop calling me that.”
Matt grabs my hand while simultaneously calling out, “Wait!” I turn back to him with my eyebrow arched.

“What, Matthew?”

“Are you coming to my party this weekend?” He asks, that stupid smirk still playing on his lips.

I roll my eyes again. “I thought it was at Brian’s house?”

“It is.”

“Okay? So then how is it your party?” I ask.

Matt shrugs. “His parents are going out of town, mine aren’t. It’s a group effort. Biggest party of the year.”

I laugh. I notice he’s still holding my hand and I pull it away quickly. “That’s what they say about every party in this town.”

Matt smiles. “Are you coming?”

“Why do you call me Medusa?” I countered.

He laughs. “Medusa, anyone who looked into her eyes was turned to stone…kind of like your death glare, which you’ve mastered, by the way.”

It was my turn to smile. I had mastered my death glare, with my practice mainly being Matt.

“Well, stop calling me that.” I tell him before turning around.

“So, I’ll see you at the party, then.” Matt called after me.

“Nah,” I shrug, walking out of the room and towards my first period.

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My plan was to get through the day and go to the counsellor after school to get my tutor changed. I couldn’t work with Matt, I knew that. So, if I wanted to get my grade up I would have to get another tutor. It was as simple as that. Today was proof enough that he was only doing this to mess with me; he never planned on helping. However, once I got to the counsellor’s office, she told me what I dreaded to hear.

“Sorry dear,” she told me. “All the other tutoring slots are full at the moment.”

So, I was stuck with him. I was stuck with Matt. Fuck. I went home in a fuss. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to be stuck with him every day for an hour. He brings out the worse in me, it just won’t work. Plus, he’s totally out to get me; he would probably make me do worse in History instead of help me. But it didn’t matter. I was stuck with him. Fuck.

When I got home, Bethany was waiting for me in my room. She doesn’t have a sixth period, so she always got out of school before me. She was laying on my bed, flipping through some magazine. I catch her attention when I sling my backpack into the chair and then sling myself onto the bed.

“What’s wrong?” She asks.

I let out a dramatic sigh. “Nothing,” I tell her.

“Oh, don’t give me that bullshit, Park,” She smiles.

“I’m just not a fan of my tutor and I can’t switch because everyone else has a packed schedule.” I tell her.

“Hm, and who is your tutor again?” Bethany asks.

“Hayden,” I tell her. I haven’t told her it was Matt. I’m not sure why but I just didn’t want her or anyone else to know.

She stares at me for a moment and then sits up on the bed. “So, you were at tutoring with her this morning?”

“Yeah,” I laugh. “Hence the mood.”

“Well, that’s funny since Hayden was in the room I was in and you were nowhere to be seen.”

Fuck, I didn’t think about that. I nibbled at my lip and then said the one thing I knew would get her mind off the tutor. “I’m thinking about going to Brian Haner’s party tomorrow night.”

“What? Yay!” She exclaimed. “It’s going to be so much fun! Lots of drinking, cute boys! The ocean, a bonfire!”

“Yes! We’ll have a blast!” I smile at her and she pulls me into a hug.

Now, how am I going to get out of this one?

Notes

Thank you all for reading. Sorry for the filler chapter.

Thanks to Hollie, kaylakakes, MeRi, imagine fiction, Cheyenne6, BuiltForSyn for commenting.

Title credit: Avenged Sevenfold "Natural Born Killer"