The Bad Boy Is My Tutor

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The Bad Boy Is My Tutor
Chapter One- New Tutor (EDITED)
Chapter Two- Introductions (EDITED)
Chapter Three-Incidents (EDITED)
Chapter Four- New Friend (EDITED)
Chapter Five- Fighting (EDITED)
Chapter Six- Blessings (EDITED)
Chapter Seven- Sleep (EDITED)
Author's Note
Chapter Eight- Encounter (EDITED)
Chapter Nine- Confusion, shock and other feelings (EDITED)
Chapter Ten- Piercings and surprises (EDITED)
Chapter Eleven- Secrets
Chapter Twelve- Date part 1
Chapter Thirteen- Date part 2
Chapter Fourteen- Date part 3
Chapter Fifteen- Kidnapped
Chapter Sixteen- Regrets
Chapter Seventeen- Special Request
Chapter Eighteen- Mystery Revealed
Chapter Nineteen- Slightly Dangerous
Chapter Twenty- Complicated
Another Author's Note
Chapter Twenty-One- Betrayals
Chapter Twenty-Three- Night of Lovers part 1
Chapter Twenty-Four- Night Of Lovers part 2
Chapter Twenty-Five- Turn Of Events
Chapter Twenty-Six- I Write Sins Not Tragedies
Chapter Twenty-Seven- New Beginning
Chapter Twenty-Eight- Together
Chapter Twenty-Nine- Change Of Plans
Chapter Thirty- Fights Aren't Really My Style
Chapter Thirty-One- One Time
Chapter Thirty-Two- Fatal Revelation
Author's Note
Chapter Thirty-Three- Close Shave
Chapter Thirty-Four- Truth Revealed
Chapter Thirty-Five- Reunions
Did You Get It Right?
Chapter Thirty-Six- Expect The Unexpected
Chapter Thirty-Seven- Holding On And Letting Go
Chapter Thirty-Eight- Make Or Break
Chapter Thirty-Nine- Confessions Of Confessions
Chapter Forty- Memories And Flashbacks
Chapter Forty-One- The Results
Chapter Forty-Two- The Last Night
Chapter Forty-Three - Bad Boy Vibes
Writer's block
Chapter Forty-Four- Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time
Chapter Forty-Five- Snap Decisions
Chapter Forty-Six- Making Deals With The Devil
Final Note!
Epilogue
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Chapter Twenty-Two- Dresses and Opportunities

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Layla and I walked into a small vintage shop. We had been looking for dresses for about three hours now, but the dresses that I tried on just did not seem to fit right.

The vintage shop was decorated with pink and violet rises and immediately it gave off a homely vibe.

As we entered the dimly lit shop, the bells tinkered.

The shop assistant greeted us warmly as we stepped into the shop.

She was a middle-aged woman who smiled at us with kindly eyes.

"Anything you're looking for?" She asked. I was close enough to notice that the tag on her shirt read 'Elizabeth'.

"Well, I'm actually looking for a homecoming dress for tomorrow. Can you help us?" I said sheepishly.

"Yes, of course."

As she was looking for dresses that suit my size, I briefly recalled the incident that day.

I definitely was overreacting. It wasn't even my right to say who he could be with.

If he wanted to be with her, then it was his choice and I couldn't stop him.

I decided that I was going to apologize to him tomorrow.

We could have a purely tutor and student relationship. That was what it was supposed to be, wasn't it? Nothing personal.

But I couldn't help but wish that we had more. I was improving progressively in terms of my grades but honestly it wasn't my best.

Because I knew that if I had done my best and met his expectations, our relationship will be over because I won't need a tutor anymore.

"Earth to Amanda." Layla said waving a finger across my face in a sweeping motion.

"Oh yes. I'm sorry I must have drifted off again." I muttered.

Elizabeth the shop assistant handed me some clothes.

"Alright, I'll try them."

Grabbing the pile of dresses, I hopped into a changing room.

I tried on dress after dress, but they all did not seem to fit me. Either too revealing or too conservative.

"I don't think anything will fit me." I grumbled after taking off an olive green dress.

"We have all night, babe." Layla encouraged.

Finally, there was a breakthrough.

"You look gorgeous in this Amanda!!" Layla squealed.

I was wearing a silver dress that went all the way to the floor. It really made me look flattering, considering I wasn't really gifted in those aspects.

But there was only one small problem. It wasn't what Jerry wanted. It wasn't orange.

"But it isn't orange." I said to Layla.

"Who cares, babe. Once he sees you in this dress, he'll totally understand." Layla said confidently.

"I guess." Shrugging, I flipped to check the price.

Holy shit. It was really expensive. How can I afford this?

"It's too expensive." I said disappointed.

Layla took a peek at the price. She smirked.

"Eliza, we will take this dress."

We walked out of the shop, the garment bag in hand.

"It's too expensive." I grumbled.

"Too late now." Layla said.

We arrived at my house a little after midnight.

Yeah it was late.

"You wanna just crash here for the night?" I asked.

"Of course, babe. Where else would I be sleeping?" Layla replied.

"You're going to the homecoming with Michael?" Michael was one of the many that asked her out.

She shook her head. "I won't be going this time."

"Why not?"

"I don't have a date." She said.

"You could go with Alex." I suggested.

"That would be awkward." She snapped.

"Alright chill gurl. Don't get your panties in a twist."

She sighed.

"I'm sorry, it's been so difficult sometimes."

"Don't worry. I'll find you a date."

"Now? Are you crazy?"

"Yeah. Crazy is my middle name." If anyone is crazy, it's Vince's best friend, Matt Daryl. He's a total badass.

"That's it! I don't think Matt has a date." I said excitedly.

Layla's eyes almost popped open.

"That Matt? You must be out of your mind." Layla shrieked at me, her face reddening slightly.

"Why not? Let's call him." I cackled. It was a sink or swim for Layla.

Whipping out my phone, I scrolled till I found his number.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Not in the slightest." Layla croaked. I knew she liked him but didn't have the guts to admit it.

She tries to look tough on the outside, but I know she's actually a softie.

"Hello?" I heard a gruff sound at the other side.

"Matt here." He sounded intense.

"Hey, I was wondering if you had a date for Homecoming." I said each word slowly.

"No I don't." He said curtly.

"Would you mind going with Layla for homecoming?" I asked.

Layla was freaking out. Her cheeks have turned red.

"Hmm..." You could hear in the other end that he was considering it."

"Sure, I'll take her." He said.

A grin stretched across my face.

I handed the phone to Layla with a thumbs up.

She told him her address, stuttering slightly.

I couldn't blame her. It was really a last minute arrangement.

"Bye, Matt." Layla said as she hung up the phone.

"Oh my gosh. How can I face him? He's so intimidating." Layla said.

"You can do it, gurl." I said.

"Thanks a million." Layla hugged me.

"You're welcome, gurl." I hugged her back. It was nice that we could just spend some quality best friend time together in the midst of all the drama.

I knew that I could trust her with my secrets.

Liz was at home and she nodded as we walked past her to go into my room.

She was usually okay with Layla sleeping over.

"That guy coming tomorrow to pick you up, is he staying for refreshments?" Liz asked in a conversational tone.

But I could tell she was fishing for information.

"No, he isn't." I said.

"Alright then." She sounded disappointed.

"So are you like... Interested in him?" Liz said.

"Ew no, Liz. It's too early to say."

"I thought it might be that Vince guy. He seems pretty nice."

"No it isn't him." I said curtly. I so wanted to end this conversation like right now.

"Who's it then?" Liz cocked an eyebrows, her eyes questioning.

"It's Jerry." I said pleasantly.

"Oh I see." Her eyes narrowed. It made me think that she was wary of him.

"Make sure he comes in first. I'll like a word with him." Liz said in a stern voice.

"Sure, Liz." I said meekly.

"For the last time, Amanda, call me mom." Liz grumbled.

As Layla and I walked up the stairs, I was anxiously awaiting tomorrow.

What would happen? Something told me that it would be worth finding out.

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