Chapter Four

Emilia's POV:

The last thing I remember is dozing off. Anyway I think about the best way to cheer myself up and decide to play different games in the game room, I start off with Just Dance four for xbox kinetic. It was one of my favorite games and so I just dance my heart out until I get really tired and thirsty for water. I get a bottle out the fridge and go back to the game room but this time I play Mario Kart, another one of my favorite games. I was in the middle of coming first with Yoshi when the doorbell rings, I don't feel like seeing anyone so I just continue playing but that person keeps on pressing the stupid thing, argh.

"Wait a freaking second will you!!" I yell through the house, geez. That's what I hate annoying people. I look through the peep hole and see a person I wasn't expecting to see. So I leave the door and ignore the stupid doorbell.

"I know your home, Emilia. Look i just want to talk. Pleaseee!!"

DinnnnnnnnggggggDooooonnnnnnngggggg.

"Stop ringing the freaking doorbell!! I don't want to talk to anyone!!" I yell and he just does it to piss me off, after what happened at school... I don't know I just lost it.

"Emilia pleaaassseee!! I just want to see if your ok." He pleads, which is weird since he was a dickhead to me when we first met.

"Look, I'm fine and I don't want to talk to anyone. Especially after what happened. Just go back to wherever you came from."

"No!! I just want to see if your ok and then I'll leave." He says determined.

I think about it for abit and decide to let him in. I swing the door open annoyed.

"There happy, I'm fine." I point to myself to prove my point. And he smiles not a smirk but a genuine smile. "Dylan, I'm fine as you see. So you can go now." I start closing the door but his foot stops it from closing,

"No, your not. Sweet cheeks, you've been crying, I can tell cause your eyes are red and that's not good." He's being very observative, hmm weird.

"Fine, what do you want? You know I've been crying and what not, but what don't you get? This is all because of you, your sister is the one who slapped me and called me ugly. I don't even know why I was crying, honestly I never cry ever."

"Em, you need to understand that my sister is a bitch and your not ugly that's what you need to know ok. But I'm still going to make you fall for me." Dylan says with a playful smirk,

Oh that's a great way to cheer me up. I'm actually happy that he came here.

"Oh, look is that a smile I see." He moves his hand up to my face and caresses my cheek gently,

"Sorry to break it to you, but I don't fall for players." I smirk and open the door more "Do you want come in?" I ask him and nod to the door, it's the least I could do, he came all the way down here just for me. I guess he does have a soft side.

Dylan gave me a real smile, "Of course I will." He also scuffles my hair,

"Don't touch my hair." I tell him annoyed and pout,

And he does it again.

"Stop it." He just chuckles. "Come on, lets go to the game room." I tell him,

He pauses a foot in the air, "You have a game room?" He asks surprised,

"Duhh!! I just said it didn't I." I tell him, and lead him to the room. Dylan stops at the door and examines the room.

"Its huge." He states and looks around "And you have a pool table too!!"

I smirk, "Well, yea. So what do you wanna play first?" I ask him,

"How about Mario Kart since its already set up, I bet I can beat you" he smirks, oh he's got no idea.

"I'm sorry, but have you met the queen of this game. That's me." I state while handing him a remote.

We were playing Mario Kart for about an hour, and you know what he only beat me three times.

"Yes!! I won again! In your face Dylan!" I cheer and do this little dance I always do when I win,

"Ok, ok don't need to rub it in!!"

"No need to sound all glum about it. I say we play a game of..." I thought about it for a moment then say,

"Just Dance!"

"Pool!"

We both say at the same time, and we just stare at each other trying to figure this one out.

"How about we do rock, paper, scissors?" He suggests,

"Fine" I mumble.

"Ready," He asks and I nod,

"Rock, paper, scissors!" We both say and I put my hand in a fist as the rock and he straightens his hand out as paper,

"I win." He states, with a smug look.

Dylan sets up the table, while I get the cues. But I have to admit I don't really know how to play, like I do but it's been a while since I've played, I last played when I was... twelve, not too sure but yea, it was before Ash went to college and moved out.

"Um, Dylan." He stops what he was doing and gives me his attention, "I-I... d-don't really know h-how to p-play." I stutter, looking down at the floor trying not to make eye contact with him and he just chuckles.

"It's fine I'll teach you." He tells me still chuckling, "Come here."

I do as he says and go to where he was standing, he stands behind me and places the cue in between my fingers, I stand there frozen to how close our bodys are. I feel his warm breath on my neck as he speaks,

"Ok, so you see how there is two types of coloured balls, stripes and no stripes." I nod, "So whatever colour you hit first with the white ball, there the ones your aiming for." He tells me and even shows me how to aim.

We play a few games of that but get bored of it I guess, but I'm sure he enjoyed helping me cause of how close he was to me, whatever. He also won that game. We then decide to watch a movie, I guess I'm already cheered up having him here. Who cares what his bitchy sister has to say, she can't do anything about who he chooses to hang out with.

"What movie do you want to watch?" I ask him,

"What movies do you have?" He replys.

I walk him over to the movie cabinet and he browses it until he holds up a few.

"Out of these three which one?" He questions and it was a tough choice 'Center Of The Earth', 'Jennifer's Body' or 'Karate Kid'. They were all good movies but I couldn't choose just one,

"We can watch all of them if you want, unless you have to go." I say, he just shakes his head,

"Yea we can watch all of them. Wanna watch horror first?" He asks me with a smirk. I know what he's thinking. I get scared and immediately jump into his arms, no not going to happen buddy. I love a good horror movie. I might of mentioned this before but I'm not like any other girls.

"Fine, but if you think I'm going to jump into your arms from all the scary bits then your wrong." I smirk back and he just chuckles,

"I'm always here if you need to though." He tells me with a wink. Boys.

Once the movie was set up and we grab all the junk food like popcorn, chips, lollies and soda from the kitchen, and place them on the coffee table. I take a seat on the couch waiting for all the ads to go away, but then I felt tingles run through my veins and warmth on the side of my leg from another person, Dylan. I turn my head and notice how close he is and to top it off I didn't even notice him move. I shuffle over abit to have more space, only to have him shuffle closer to me,

"Dylan." I say slowly in a warning tone,

"Yea." He reply's, looking at me closely.

"Nothing."

Half way through the second movie, I start to feel tired. Well it was just past midnight. My eyes start to feel heavy, soon my eyelids drop closed and I fall into the darkness.

I wake up with my head on a very comfortable pillow. I look down at where I was and I was... on my bed? Weird, I remember falling asleep on the couch. I hear light snores from behind me and so I turn my head and what I see catches me by surprise. Dylan was fast asleep lying next to me on the bed. So he must have stayed the night. Anyways I go to get up only to be pulled back down, I only just realised Dylan's arm lays across my waist. I turn to see if I woke him, but he only stirs. Few. I try to get up again and his arm tightens on my waist.

"Stay alittle longer." He whispers in a groggy voice,

"We have school." I argue. Why would he ask me to stay, I thought he was asleep. I seriously think this guy has.. problems. One minute hes a dickhead, then he's all caring, and now polite, what's next.

"Fine." He reluctantly lets go of my waist and let me go. This guy makes the butterflies wake up in my stomach and flutter around.

I find it weird that he didn't leave and go home last night, and he didn't want to let go of my waist. What have I gotten myself into? Then a question came to mind, how did he even know where my room was? That's when I remember that he's been in my room before, when he broke my window so he knew what it looked like.

I get over it, I'm starting to actually think me and Dylan are becoming friends even though his bitch of a sister is against it. Once I was finished getting ready I go back to my room, to find Dylan gone. Are you serious and I was just about to ask him about that too. Oh well.

I run downstairs grab an apple and my things and leave the house. But I find a piece of paper on my car window, okay. I open the folded paper and it read,

Yesterday was fun, we should hang out more. Glad to see you smile. - Dylan

I smile at the note, got in my baby and turned the radio on. 'Problem' by Arianna Grande came on. Turning the key in ignition and bobbing my head to the tune at the same time, and I was on my way. Singing along,

Hey baby even though I hate ya!

I wanna love ya

I want you! (you you)

And even though I can't forgive you

I really want ya

I want you! (you you)

Then I see the school come into view, damn you stupid school. I park in my usual spot and notice everyone staring and whispering. Shit, I totally forgot about yesterday. Oh well today if they start on me, I'm stronger than I was yesterday. I'm not that weak little girl anymore and I don't know why it showed up yesterday, cause I assure you I ain't no weakling.

Walking through the school hallways all the way to my locker. I check my timetable. Math. Eww. I absolutely hate math and I don't know why I didn't drop it, oh that's right I needed an extra two units argh. Anyways people kept glaring at me,

"Do I have something on my face!?!" I yell at the people in the hallway, a few of the people shake theie head, "Good, then stop looking at me!!" I yell confidently.

That's a girl Em, we're back to our self. My inner voice says and I smirk, that's right. Watch out bitchez Emz is back.

I continue my walk to my class, only to walk by a bunch of lockers only to see Layla lip locked with... Dylan. I gotta admit that I felt a pang to my heart, it hurt seein... what the hell am I talking about. I don't like him. He's a player and plus like I said I'm back to myself. I shrug it off and continue walking to class. I walk straight to my usual seat right at the back and take my seat. Taking out my books since our teacher, Mrs Phillips still hasn't arrived. Soon later she enters the classroom,

"Ok class, today we have a pop quiz." Mrs Phillips says with a smile and we all groaned, she always does this. We all groan. No one likes pop quizs, especially for math.

I take out a pen, while she was handing out our papers. Then someone walks through the door, not just anyone, Dylan. What the hell is he doing here, he's definitely not in my class and I can guarantee that. My teacher went to her desk and speaks to him, they have a small conversation and then she points to a vacant seat, I look around and notice the only seats avaliable were the seat in front or next to me, argh why me. He looks at me and smiles. I just ignore him and listen to the teacher.

"Ok, class start your quiz."

I start but all of these stupid equations look so hard, so I skip to the easy questions and guess the others and let me tell you I've failed most of this subject already. Have I already mentioned that I hate math.

Towards the end of the lesson, Mrs Phillips collects our papers and marks them while I try to do the work she set for us. The key word was try. Like I said I'm not good at maths. Soon later the bell rings indicating first period ended. When's recess?

"Miss Josephine, can you please stay behind." Mrs Phillips asks politely,

"Sure," I say while walking up to her desk "am I in some sort of trouble?" I ask,

"Oh no Emilia... your failing this class and I suggest you get a tutor." She tells me,

"Tutor?" I ask confused,

"Yes, you need to pass this class to finish school and your grades are really low. So I have organised a tutor for you." She smiles,

"Who?" I ask curious with a raised brow.

"Leon Gibbens"

My eyes widen, this can't be happening. Leon is another one of the bad boys in my school. He ditches, drinks, smokes, party's and plays with girls hearts. Sad isn't it, out of all the people in my class I had to get stuck with it was him. I would have preferred to be stuck with Clayton Martin the nerd of the class, at least he is smart and I will actually learn something.

Kill me now.

"Um Ms, are you sure that's a good idea. Leon, is hardly ever in class." I tell her unsure,

"Emilia, I'm sure. And don't worry, Leon may not seem like it but he is actually the top of this class. Thats why I chose him as your tutor." She gives me an assuring smile, so with that I leave the classroom.

I look at my timetable and see that I have.. Science. Argh, why does my timetable hate me today. At least this topic is ok I guess, it's chemical reactions.

Once I get to class I am a few minutes late, but our teacher is cool so he doesn't mind. Mr Cruz, nods and I take my designated seat.

"Ok class, today we're doing practical today."

Yes. I cheer in my head. But people start looking at me so I must have said it out loud, oops. Practicals are always mini explosions and stuff like that which is actually cool.

"Ok, class settle down." He tells us and continues once we were quiet, "I will be choosing your partners."

Mr Cruz, went through the class list and set partners and when I heard my name I wasn't happy,

"Emilia, your partner is..."