~Chapter 3~

A week had passed since school had started in Laguna Del Carbon High. Everything was normal. The seniors taunted freshmen. The mall was flooded with populars. The football tryouts were held. Everything was going very smoothly. Until, one day, Brent was called to the office. He sat in the waiting room for no less than 15 minutes, wondering what in the world he could have done to get him sent there. You see, Brent wasn’t exactly the ‘bad-boy’ type. He generally respected teachers, was quite shocked to hear his name on the intercom. But, nevertheless, he waited all the same.

“Brent, Mr. Davis is ready to see you now,” announced the counselor. She was a plump, good-natured lady of about 70 years. Her makeup was extremely overdone, and she wore fluffy things that looked like they were made by kindergarteners, but the students respected her all the same.

As he entered the office, Brent noticed something unusual. Mr. Davis didn’t have his signature scowl etched into his face. He, in fact, looked almost apologetic. As you can imagine, this disturbed him immensely, but he sat down into the overstuffed armchair anyways.

“Ah, Callahan. Lovely to see you. Would you care for something to drink?”
Brent shrugged, still unsure of what to expect from this man. He watched as Mr. Davis poured some water into the glass and handed it to him. Upon seeing that Brent didn’t pick up the glass, the principal started,

“Well, Brent, I’m guessing you want to know why you’re here today.”

He nodded ferociously, finally picking up his water and giving it a sip.

“It’s come to my attention that your grades are below average. Quite frankly, the counselor and I have decided that, from this day forward, you need a tutor to help you with your work.”

Just as quickly as the water was swallowed, it came back up, spraying onto the desk in front of him. Brent looked as if he had just been told he was going to be sent to the Moon to live forever. Mr. Davis seemed to ignore this, and continued,

“Not to worry, not to worry. We’ll be asking one of your fellow students to help you. I don’t know whether you know a Miss Alyssa Bauman? No? Well this will be the perfect time to get to know each other. Alyssa, will you come in please?”

A few seconds passed, before a rather confident looking girl entered the room. She wasn’t fat, nor was she skinny. Her brown hair shone like copper…Brent thought she looked vaguely familiar, and judging be her momentary look of shock, she thought the same. The principal continued to introduce them, and give Brent his new and improved schedule for the year. The whole time, the jock couldn’t keep his eyes off Alyssa. Why hadn’t he noticed her before? Her eyes, her smile, they were just so enticing…

Alyssa apparently noticed the constant starring, to which she shot back and evil glare that was as deadly as a radioactive vat of arsenic. Quickly, he turned away, but he still couldn’t get her smile out of his head. It was teasing him, taunting him. By the time they left the office, Brent knew that this was definitely going to be an interesting year.