The Tutor

9. The Tutor

9

I'm going crazy! Carson still hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend and I'm on my way out the door to go home for the next two weeks! I swear I'm going to hurt that boy!

I got my luggage down the hallway and out the door. I was waiting for a taxi, brooding with my dark cloud overhead. I was not happy about this.

He's been bugging me all week. He would always say, "Hey Gracie I have a question." Then I would get all excited, but he would always just smirk and ask some stupid pointless question. He did it constantly!

I stood there pouting when someone was yelling my name behind me.

I turned around and saw Carson running up behind me. "Hey!" He said once he got to me. "Were you going to leave without saying bye?"

"Carson! You're such a jerk!" I crossed my arms and turned around.

He wrapped his arms around me. "Gracie, but I have a quick question before you go."

"I don't want to hear it! You have been saying that all week."

He chuckled. "Fine, I won't ask you to be my girlfriend."

I turned around and pushed him. "I have in my right mind to say no to you right now."

"But the question is, do you want to?"

"No! Dang it! Of course I want to be your girlfriend! But I also want to clock you right now!"

He stepped forward and swiftly pressed his lips to mine.

He pulled back and smirked. "You're a jerk." I mumbled.

"Yeah, I know. So is that a yes?"

"Of course it is."

"I suppose I'll see you in two weeks."

"That's so long! I mean at my old school, Thanksgiving break was only a week."

"Well, we have to travel a long ways to get home. This just gives us more time to get there."

"I can't believe you waited this long to ask me."

"It was too much fun watching you flip out."

"You're a poohead!"

He laughed. "Yeah thanks. Go enjoy your break. Looks like your taxi is here anyways."

"When are you leaving?"

"Later tonight. That's when my plane leaves."

"Alright. Well, I'll see you later." I wasn't very happy about leaving him.

"Goodbye Gracie." He kissed me one last time before I got in the taxi and drove off. Well, I have a boyfriend now.

~*~

I got off the airplane and descended the escalator. My mom was a little busy today so she said I could get a taxi home. Says so much about my oh so loving mother.

I went and grabbed my bags and then went out and flagged down a taxi. The old smelly man loaded my stuff in the car and I told him where to go.

I sat and looked out the window on the short drive. Things don't change much in this town. Still all the same.

The Jacobson kids all playing in the streets with rocket launchers. The Newton kids getting mad at them and being goody two shoe tattle tales. All the same.

He finally found my house and pulled up. He helped me unload and I paid him.

I dragged all my stuff up the steps and unlocked the door. Figures my mom wouldn't even be home. I walked in and everything seemed too quiet. I hated it. I set my stuff down and just looked around. It's been so long since I'd been home it felt weird. I walked into the living room and to my utter astonishments I had all my friends and family scream, "Welcome home Gracie!" In my face! My aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and tons of friends from school were there.