I always liked him. We had chemistry together. He sat on the other side of the room but sometimes he would ask me for help. Of course I always would, I was quite good at explaining stuff to him. He said I was better than the teacher. I doubted that.
My parents want me to be a teacher. To pass on my gift to others as they say. I don't see the point. I'm blessed with brains; why can't I do something more significant? I would prefer to help on a bigger scale. Like run for prime minister or something. I would prefer to make this country a better place.
Argh! I was doing it again. Why did I always think like that? Why couldn't I think like a normal teenager? Drugs, drink and sex. That's how it was supposed to be. I suppose my parents didn't really bring me up that way.
"Hey," he said. I had completely forgot he was there. Oh crap. What should I say to him? What should I say?
" Did you do the homework okay?"
Naturally, that's all I could think of. Why was I like that? "Erm. I did it fine. Thanks."
"Erm, what brings you to this neck of the woods?"
"Oh, didn't you know. I live round the corner."
"Really?" I never realised how cute he was... "Can we go there now?" I took the plunge.
His eyes widened. "Sure." He half smiled. I bet he was wondering what I wanted. I didn't really have an idea but I just wanted to go with the feeling...