Meet Aleisha Knight, sweet, kind and a straight A student.

And then there's Ryder Clark, annoying and childish.

They both had a past together. They stopped talking to each other at one point of their lives, and they hated each other; or so they thought they did. When they were assigned to study together, Aleisha declined but there was no way of persuading her teacher so she agreed anyway. Will everything work out in the end? Or will they stay as each other's enemies?


3. three

"This is seriously fucked up, how do you even do this?" Ryder asked as he let go of his pencil.

"It's not even thirty minutes since we started and you're already giving up," I sighed. "Look, you just have to differentiate the equation, using the DY over DX thing which will give you the gradient. Then you have to substitute the X into the equation and you will finally have Y."

After I've finished explaining, I finally realised that he wasn't even paying attention! He was on his fucking phone.

"Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked. "I fucking explained to you on how to fucking find the answer, and there you fucking are." I sighed. "You know what, this is hopeless."

I started packing my stuff, ready to go home. I couldn't stand being around him. All he does is give me negative vibes.

"You know, it looks like its gonna rain. How are you gonna get home without getting soaked?" He smirked and I instantly rolled my eyes at his comment. "Come on, Leish, I promise to not annoy you."

Letting out a breath, I said, "Fine. But if you do anything stupid I'll chop your fucking balls off. Got it?"

His eyes widened at my words, but eventually he nodded.



"You're leaving so soon?" Vera asked me with a slight frown.

"It's been 3 hours, mom." Ryder rolled his eyes.

"But it's storming out! I can't let you go home in this weather," She said. "You're staying for dinner."

"Vera, its fine. I don't wanna be a bother," I said.

Vera's always been a loving person, and I've always admired her for that.

"Nonsense! You're not leaving in this weather. You kids go hang out in the living room or something. I'm going to set the table, and your father will be here in a few minutes, Ryder." She said, and I nodded, earning an eye roll from Ryder.

"Mom, we're 17. We're not kids."

"You're the most childish child out there, Ryder." Her mom said, and I let a chuckle escape my mouth.

"Your mom's amazing," I said as we enter the living room.

"I guess that's where I get my qualities from," He smirked and I rolled my eyes.

"Could you keep your ego down to a minimum for once?" I asked.

"Can't say I can." He smirked. "So, what do you wanna do while we wait for my dad?"

"We can always continue solving-," I was rudely interrupted by him laughing.

"Are you fucking-," Now he was cut off. By his mother.

"Ryder Daniel Clark, you watch your language or you're gonna get it!" Vera yelled from the kitchen, and I couldn't even control my laughter seeing Ryder's face turn into the shade of a tomato.

"Anyway," He rolled his eyes, "You seriously want to continue solving maths? I was practically dying the whole three hours!" He said.

"Well what else are we supposed to do?" I asked.

"How about 20 questions?" He asked, and I let out a scoff.

"You're that lame?" I laughed. "Please, you practically know almost everything about me."

"Almost is never everything," He stated. "It's been more than a year since we talked, Leisha. Who knows how much you've changed."

"Fine," I sighed. "Ask away."

"What's that?" He asked, his index finger pointing to my wrist.

"What's what?" I asked.

"That? The thing under your bracelet- wait is that a tattoo?"


"I- I don't know what you're talking about," I said.

"Don't even bother," He scoffed. "So, good girl Aleisha's got a tattoo. What tattoo is it?"

Giving up, I adjusted the bracelets a little so he could see my tattoo.

's t a y s t r o n g'

"Okay now that you've seen my tattoo, it's time for me to ask you questions," I said.

"Bring it on, darling."

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