"He is failing English." Dankworth explained, "The essay about setting in a Shakespeare play is due next week and he needs help."

"I get that but why me?"

"You are extremely gifted when it comes to analysing and other skills required for English." He said pleadingly "You are the only one that can get through to him."

A solution came to mind, so I forced out the words

"There is someone else who has the exact same grades as me. Who is just as good." I rambled out before adding "Just don't tell him I told you that."

The old man's eyes widened like what I was suggesting was forbidden and pretty much blasphemy.

"Mr Stone is out of the question." He quickly assured "I think it is necessary for Mr Andrews to survive the study session."

I did love explaining a book to someone and I also liked teaching and helping. I did say to Chase that we were friends and friends help one another.

Mr Dankworth saw my contemplation and begged "Please."

"Okay." I finally agreed with a heavy sigh.

He could not expect me to work a miracle and make Chase interested in learning, but I would give it my best shot.

The cafeteria was busy when I arrived. Lana and the boys were sitting at our normal table. I was starving and eager to get to them but then I saw Chase and the football squad sitting at one of the middle tables. I would have to organise a time to tutor him and that meant going over and asking.

As I stood contemplating what table I should go to first, I froze from moving towards my seat when a tall blonde girl sat down next to Stone.

I recognised her as the girl at the party, Lacey. She spoke to the giant while running a hand through her hair.

From the angle I was standing at, I could not see if the giant was flirting back with her or not.

"Hey Ella." A voice interrupted my staring at the scene in front of me.

I did not look at the blonde quarterback as I said "Hey."

Chase stood next to me and looked at where I was looking which was at the girl who had taken my seat.

He put a hand on my shoulder "Do you want to come and sit with us?"

Dragging my gaze away from my table, I nodded and followed him to the table full of the jocks.

I sat down on the same bench as Chase when I greeted his friends. A few said hello and others have a single nod in response.

My body with a mind of its own leaned forward so I could see past the quarterback and back to my table.