Callum
Let's be honest: I'm going to college for only two things, one, to get my business degree, and two, as a cover story for what my family really does. In my opinion, school's a fucking waste of time, but it does keep me busy for the time being. I'm not really grasping the whole economic thing so my professor suggested I get a tutor, I hated the idea but of course, I had no choice in the matter since I needed to ace this class in order to inherit the business. I cleared my schedule for the day to meet said tutor, I have no idea who it is, but I have a feeling I'm going to be quite surprised.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkXASpVtbAD
I get to the library of the university and discover that it's unseemingly quite, the only person who seems to be in here with me is the library lady Ms. Brown. She's a very scrawny old lady, she's in her sixties and lives by herself with her 13 cats, I get the feeling that she doesn't like me very much ,which is impossible I mean who doesn't like me I mean I'm very likeable and hamsome and very charming...hmm I don't see it. I go up to Ms. Brown and ask if any tutors have arrived yet, she looks up at me and then back down to her computer and answers, " Only one she's sitting in the fiction section, don't go making trouble and don't raise your voice this is a library." I cheekily smile at her and then make my way to the fiction section as she stated that's where my tutor is. It's dark and smells of chocolate and pretzels, but there no one to be found, I start to turn around because I feel like this whole thing was a fucking waste of time, but I bump in to a tiny woman. She grunts and starts to tell me what I presume would've been to watch where I was going but when she looks up at me, I realize that it's Genevieve. Her long hair is pulled back in a ponytail and braided straight to the back. God just looking at her makes me want to drop down to my knees and worship her very being. She's gorgeous whether she knows it or not, and I suspect that, she probably had multiple guys lining up wanting to take her out. Not that I'd give any of them a fucking chance to, she's mine, and not a single goddamn soul will touch unless it's me. I start to apologize, but she ask me before I can get my words out fast enough,"what are you doing here, have you come to make this your make out place too?" She says taking her glasses of and folding her arms in an accusing stance. I grin and answer teasingly,"nice to see you care about my wear-abouts Geni." Her cheeks turn a bright red, and I try and stiffle a small grin, I love that I get to and make her think of me. I wonder what else she thinks about when she's in my presence. Do I make her wet, just as she makes me burn with desire, and longingness. She rolls her eyes at me makes her way around me to take her seat. "Seriously what are you doing here Callum?" I lean on the shelve and and answer her, " I'm here for tutoring." Her eyes light up and for a moment I think I've surprised her but she gets up and storms out of the library, I follow her as she makes her way to our professor's room for business class. He's right in the middle earing his lunch when Genevieve and I storm into his office. She stops in front of his office and glares at him. "Did you assign Callum Black as my tutee?" She asks in a angry demanding voice. "Yes is there a problem Miss Thompson?" "I would like to change tutees,please Mr. Zahar." "I'm afraid that can't happen Miss Thompson there aren't anymore tutees for you to tutor besides Mr. Black, so I guess you two are stuck with each other." She scoffs and turns to me and glares and says, "Let's go." We walk back to the library in silence, she's cute when she's mad and it kind of turns me on, but when we get back I get into complete serious mode, I know I have to. I have to pass this business class so that I can take over the business. All things aside I'm kind of glad that Genevieve got stuck with me. As far I understand she's 1st in all of her classes, and was valedictorian when she graduated high school, so I think I'm in pretty good hands.
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Genevieve
I race through the campus to the library, it seems as though I've been running through campus a lot lately, I've been so late this past week, I need to get my head straight. I've been a little in edge ever since my encounter with the person in the grey Ferrari, I've been more jumpy and looking over my shoulder more. This morning Marcus and I were going over our assignment and we were standing outside of the cafe and a car starting reving up their engine and I got scared and hid behind Marcus, he laughed at me of course wheb I told him I thought someone might be stalking me and following me around, which is expected, I'd laugh to if he had told me the same thing. I get to the library an hour before my tutee, I always like to be punctual for everything in my life. I go to the fiction section and set up my computer and pick out one of my favorite books, The Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. This book has gotten me through some hard time and had been my all time favorite ding like the 5th grade. As I open the book and turn around I bump into a rock solid chest. It smells of cigarettes and cedar wood. I stumble back and look up to see whose chest I just fumbled into, it's Callum. Rather odd seeing him in a library I would've thought he'd be out partying or at a bar or something. I stare at him for a few minutes as he casually smirks at me. God why does he look so heaven sent. It should be a crime for anyone to look as good as he looks. He looks like one of my book boyfriend. He kind of reminds me of a mix between Aaron Warner and Rhys Larsen, but give off the feeling if Zade meadows, stalking his little mouse. Something tells me he isn't here to find a book. "What are you doing here, have you come to make this your make out place too?" I say taking my glasses of and folding my arms in an accusing stance. He grins and answers teasingly,"nice to see you care about my wear-abouts Geni." My cheeks turn a bright red, and I try and stiffle a small grin, I bet he loves that he gets to me. My body heats , as he looks over my body, fucking traitorous bitch. "Seriously what are you doing here Callum?" He leans on the shelves and answers, " I'm here for tutoring." My eyes light up. I quickly storm out of the library abd head for Mr. Zahar's classroom, I need him to be the one to tell me that this is bullshit and that I'm not the one tutoring Fucking Callum Black. Callum follows me all the way to Mr. Zahar's room, we get their and I accusingly stop in front of Mr. Zahar and glare at him. "Did you assign Callum Black as my tutee?" I ask hoping to God he says no. I can't think whenever he's around. "Yes is there a problem Miss Thompson?" Mr. Zahar looks between us both questioningly. "Yes I would like to change tutee, please Mr. Zahar." He looks at me annoyingly. "I'm afraid that can't happen Miss Thompson there aren't anymore tutees for you to tutor besides Mr. Black, so I guess you two are stuck with each other." I scoff and turn to Callum and glare."Let's go." I tell him . As we walk back to the library it's completely silent between the two of us and I'm thankful for the little time that it give me to come up with something to say to him, without causing a fight or him getting on goddamn last nerve.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLFVTSpjnwS
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