"It took five years for you to tell me and still to this day, you threaten to decapitate me if I ever use it." She mentioned.

"I don't know how he knows." I rambled out a lie "He probably found it out while looking for information for his I-Hate-Ella shrine."

The bell rang indicating lunch. We all got up out of our seats when Mr Dankworth called out "Ella, could you stay back for a few minutes?"

I nodded, knowing he probably wanted a book recommendation or something.

Lana giggled "I hope you know that you don't have to flirt with him to get your A to an A Plus."

"Please." I scoffed, matching her playfulness "I will be flirting with him with no hidden agenda. He is my soulmate after all. Also, I already have an A Plus in this class."

I walked to the front and noticed a very grumpy Stone behind me. I sighed and tried to think of a way to break the tension.

"Do not worry, Lurch." I laughed "I promised not to use all my nerdy pick-up lines on him. I will save some for you. I know you like a good book remark. Talk Tolstoy to me."

He leaned in like he was trying to get a closer listen to my laugh.

Stone then noticed what I had said so he grumbled out "I don't read books. Let alone Tolstoy."

"Whatever. You are totally a Frodo Dolokhov." I said as I poked his chest once.

The gravelly voice spoke, "It is Fyodor."

I smiled triumphantly. He had fallen right into my trap. I had changed the name of the bad guy from War and Peace and hoped to catch him out when he corrected me.

"A-ha. I got you" I pointed at him "You are so a book nerd."

The giant figure towering my form was too busy looking down at my smile to care that he let himself be caught out.

He stole a last glance back over his shoulder before he begrudgingly walked out of the classroom and joined Lana and Brennan.

As soon as it was just me and Mr Dankworth, I walked over to the desk and studied the old man with the swirly patterned trousers and the purple waistcoat.

His friendly smile lit up his wrinkled face when he greeted me "Ella, have I ever told you how cool you are?"

A laugh escaped me before I joked "Please don't be offended but when your teacher calls you cool, you are not actually cool."

"Then have I ever told you how smart you are. You will go far in life."

I crossed my arms, recognising his sweet talk a mile away "Okay, Mr Dankworth. What are you after?"

The English teacher sighed, and his grey almost non-existent eyebrows dropped slightly "I need you to tutor Chase."

"What?"