It was a relaxing Saturday morning, did your usuals, had a nice bath, ate some good food, and got ready for your tutoring session. Some girl’s parents had asked you to schedule one with their daughter, as she wouldn’t be able to keep in sports without passing this class, classic story. History would be light work, after all, it’s probably your strongest subject, that and political science to pair with it

After hastily shoving your materials in your bag and grabbing your headphones, you make it out the door to catch the bus to your local library. Getting there however, a shock was waiting for you, danger in plain sight. There was absolutely no way this was happening, yet the world seemed to have decided your fate for you. Sitting at the table you were told she’d be waiting, was your school’s jock, and least favourite person on the planet

Priya

She’d been raising hell in your life ever since you were in elementary, from breaking your crayons and stealing your snacks, to high school with shoving you around and ridiculing you with her stupid group of populars. She’d never given you a break, and sure she had other targets to entertain her when you weren’t around, but you were her favourite, almost like she’d spend free period hunting you down exclusively. And now here she was, waiting at a table for her tutor to show up

It takes her a second to realize, and when she does, her expression turns from confused to annoyed real quick . She’s got a black top that hugs her figure, with her classic loose grey sweats to go with it. Her favourite letterman jacket is draped over one of the chairs, where she’s got her feet propped up to show off her new red Jordans

“Oh great, just who I wanted to see on my Saturday” she whines, clearly not happy about this as you are. She checks her phone and texts one of her friends back as you sit down