Chapter-4

The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits.

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Ever wondered what will you do when you don't want to do anything Nah you don't because I'm holding this phone and whoever is on the other side of it just want to laugh at my situation. I asked again,

"Hello??????"

"Parker is so clumsy, clumsy is a nerd but Parker is an idiot while I'm smart as fuck."

"In your dreams" I muttered.

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing so tell me what do you want and how did you get my house no?"

"I think you forget that I'm the star of our school and no one can say no to me if I want something" he finished.

I can feel that he has his smirk plastered on his face. Ughh I just want to wipe that expression from his face. This guy is so irritating.

"Oh really?" I demanded.

"Why is your cell not working?" he asked out of a sudden.

"I guess it has some problem with idiots."

"And you think you're smart?"

"Yes I'm but I know that you're not."

"Switch on your cell phone."

"What? What are you talking about."

I played dumb but internally I'm nervous and scared.

"Just do what I say otherwise I'm complaining to Mr Bennet about your irresponsibility towards an upcoming star." He said proudly as if he received a medal. What an idiot.

''Ughhh"

"Just do what I said."

And then he hung up. Looks like I don't have any choice. Why is my life so miserable. I should ask myself why I had kicked him although he's a jerk if I had not kicked him then this would not have happened. I need to find out what game he's trying to play with me.

I ran upstairs like a ninja to my room and moved towards the closet and took out my cell. I was out of breath due to my sudden movements maybe I should run more so that I can overcome my clumsiness. That stupid playjerk, what does he think of himself. I'm going to prove to him that I'm not clumsy but the other part of my brain keeps shouting that I should not get affected by his comments. Why should I care about what he says?

"Oh just stop it I don't care about what he does or think ok!!!" I said to myself but some part of my brain yelled keep pretending to yourself. My phone buzzed. Looks like I received a message.

"Here's my address, PARKER. I want you to be present at my house in thirty minutes. Do you understand? Address - ***********.

He is joking, right? How can he expect me to be present at his house in thirty minutes when his house is far away from mine. Let me tell you his house is on the other side of the city while mine is on the opposite side of it. Looks like I don't have any choice left so here I am standing in front of my mirror thinking about what I should wear or what I should not. But why am I thinking so much about this? He said that I don't look like a girl so let him think whatever he wants I'm not going to be influenced by his comments. Right?

So I wore baggy jeans and a black tank top. My hairs were still in a messy bun, at least I'm looking presentable that's enough for me. I grabbed my bag and placed all the books which are necessary for tutoring him in it. I almost forget one thing. I took out my cell phone and saved his no as 'Playjerk' then I ran downstairs. Mom is still not home so I called her. After trying almost three times she's not picking up her phone so I decided to leave a note for her.

"Mom, I am going to the library due to my project so don't think too much about me. :-P

PS - I love you" I stuck the note on the refrigerator feeling guilty for lying but what could I do it's just that I can't tell her the truth if I tell her anything she can easily suspect that I'm hiding something and if she found out about my bad behaviour then she will kill me.

I left my house and locked it. I ran towards the bus stand and after almost five minutes of waiting, the bus finally came.

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I wish I could say that the Maxwell residence was miles and miles away because I don't want to stop this journey but not every wish is granted so here I am standing outside their house. My hands were lingering on the doorbell as I imagined all the possible scenarios which might occur with him.

I still don't understand why he wants me to tutor him. He's a playboy he can get anyone to tutor him then why me? Yes, he wants to take revenge on me I can say that but the main question is what does he want to do? Does he want to kill me or worse than that?

Okay so now I'm getting distracted. Focus Amy Focus!

I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed the damned doorbell twice but no one opened the door. What the hell! He wants me to come to his house in less than thirty minutes only I know that it was impossible but after so much struggling I made it in forty minutes. I don't want to waste my efforts so after waiting for ten minutes I started banging on the door and shouting but nothing happened. My throat is almost dry I need some water.

Now, what should I do? One idea came to my mind. I decided to turn the doorknob, luckily it turned and the door opened. I stuck my head inside and found the living room empty. A single light illuminated the path to the kitchen but it is mostly dark so I can't see anything properly. I don't know what to do so I walked further into the house clutching the bag in my hands. Suddenly a sound came and I think it's a sound of clap but clap? Where is it even coming from? Everywhere I see is darkness. I was just thinking about it when another came from behind me. I moved my head in that direction but I saw nothing. My heart started beating fast what is happening to me? I think I'm afraid, yes I'm afraid that what should I do? Should I look for Cole or go back? I was just about to turn back when suddenly someone yelled from behind me

"WOOO PARKER". Ladies and gentlemen there the idiot himself standing who almost gave me a heart attack, laughing at my situation and let me tell you he's shirtless! Yeah, he's shirtless, his broad shoulders, his eight-pack abs, his muscles all are glorifying him like he is a Greek God. Seriously Cole?

"Are you done checking me out?"

What? Did I just check him out? What is wrong with you Amy? I guess it's not my mistake it is my stupid hormones that can't control themselves.

"Cole what t.." Before I can say anything, he cut me off.

"Parker is so clumsy, clumsy is the nerd but Parker is an idiot while I'm smart as fuck." He finished with a chuckle.

I just wanted to punch him right now. He almost gave me a heart attack so I guess I'm not overreacting, right?

"Cole I.."  Again he cut me off.

"Parker you are twenty minutes late." he finished with a smirk.

Seriously? What is wrong with him? Enough is enough, I decided I just have to complete my job fast so I can leave.

"It's not my fault. It's yours, ok? And before you say anything let me tell you this it's already late so, it's time for your study and if you don't want to do so just tell me. I'm not free like you I've so many things to do than to tutor you all day. I uttered all this in one breath. I just hope he understands it and doesn't plan anything fishy. When I looked at his face he looked shocked by my sudden outburst. Well, good for him. But he covered it quickly with a smirk.

"Tell me where is your room?" I demanded.

"Relax babe I know you're dying to be with me." I mentally facepalmed myself.

"Ugh, I'm here to tutor you that's why I asked where your room is so that we can study there."

"I know I know, follow me," he replied with a smirk and I just want to wipe that idiotic smirk off his sexy face. Amy? Sexy? What is wrong with you! He's a playboy so keep that in mind.

"Yeah, I understand that he's a playboy," I muttered under my breath.

"What? Did you say something?" Again that smirk. I didn't reply I just shook my head.

We headed upstairs towards his room. He entered first and I was just standing outside nervously, I don't know why I'm nervous. I was about to enter when he suddenly pulled me into his room or what looks like the framework of one. White sheets covered the bed and there was a two-seater placed near the bed. On the opposite side of the bed, there is a window. Near it, some bean bags were placed. A thin layer of dust coated every visible surface and when I saw the other sides of the walls, I feel disgusted because there were all the posters of half-dressed busty women on the walls.

"Pervert" I muttered.

"I heard you!"

"Glad to know that" I replied as I sat on one of the bean bags and took out all the books from my bag. When I looked up he was standing near me, so close that I can feel his warmth in my arms. He was directly gazing into my eyes. His eyes were hypnotizing. Yeah hypnotizing, his eyes were so deep that I felt like if I looked in it more I'll get lost in it. Get a grip, Amy! I quickly looked down at my books and started flipping pages nervously but he was still there what should I do?

"Water" I yelled out of a sudden and even I don't know what I'm thinking. Yeah, I forgot one thing, I was thirsty back then.

"What?" he looked confused.

"I need some water. Can you give me some water please?"

"Ok! Wait" then he went. I stood up from my place and went towards the window looking outside. I was thinking what is he trying to do. At school, he said that I don't look like a girl and here he is standing so close to me that he almost made me nervous. Suddenly his voice came. I looked in his direction, he has a bucket of water in his hand. Before I could do anything he splashed the whole bucket of water onto me.

"WHAT THE HELL!" I screamed and all I heard was evil laughter...

Seriously God, what have I gotten myself into?