Tutoring the Bad Boy (Completed)

1. He's hot, you're hot. Just don't get burnt.

The story officially starts. (Drum roll please.)

Also I need an editor! If you are one or know one, please contact me. This story seriously needs some editing!

Quick reminder: Check out my other two stories : A Deal with the Devil and Hacked Hearts and The boy who didn't feel. Mwah Mwah. LOL.

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Chapter 1 .

He's hot, you're hot. Just don't get burnt.

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"All women are bitches."

"Huh?" I looked at Brittany with confusion laced in my eyes.

"She is stating the thoughts of Ace." Janice said, sipping her apple fruit juice.

I shrugged as I rolled my eyes, "All schmucks think that way."

"True." Alan piped.

"But where is Ace?" Logan asked, looking around the cream colored plain canteen.

Instantly our eyes went to the table at the far end of canteen. That table had been there since the past three years and no one dared to even walk anywhere near it. There were rumors that anyone who went near it would be attacked by some unseen force.Some even insisted that there was a demon lurking under the table and they had seen him. Purple in color with red horns and black lips. He had yellow eyes and only wore a green half-pant with no shirt, showing off his pot belly.

But then devils aren't born they are created!

That devil table was basically owned by the Trouble Triggers (TTs) consisting of Maxwell or Max, Dylan and Bryan or Ace. They were glued to each other by hips, if it wasn't for the constant rumors about them banging different girls every week anyone would think they were in a relationship and had threesomes daily. Surprisingly this time there were only 2 guys sitting there - Max and Dylan. Ace was missing.

"Maybe he's gone for some mission." I joked, glancing around the crowded canteen again for any sight of him.

Majority people in New Era High School thought that the three, the TTs were gangsters who kidnapped and killed people, yet that didn't stop desperate girls from hitting on them or going to any empty room to share juices with them. And by juices I don't mean the fruity packed ones that taste delicious.

"Without his minions? Impossible." Janice said, shaking her head and laughing.

We shared a laugh still wondering over Bryan's absence. If one was sick the other had very high fever and the other diarrhea. Like I said they were stuck to the hips. Wherever you go, I follow.

'Joanna Williams, please come to the main office.'

Everyone looked at me in question as they heard the announcement.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Another work for the upcoming school festival, most probably."

"Being class president sucks." Janice stated and I nodded my head in agreement.

I bid them a quick good-bye and walked towards the headmistress's cabin. Being the class president was not at all easy especially when majority students choose to attend drunken parties rather than helping in any form of school work. But I don't blame them. It's a teenage thing. Hell I would prefer to shove all this stupid work up the headmistress's ass and enjoying drinking my ass off. Teenagers.

YOLO. You Only Live Once.

"You need to work harder than this. We all know you have the ability and knowledge yet you choose not to use it. Why are you doing this? I will not appreciate or tolerate this kind of behavior from anyone especially you. If I see another B in your mark sheet, you will be suspended."