Love For The Hated Ch. 3

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"Uhm, you and bird brain aren't going out are y'all?"

Chelsea had so many names for Devin, I couldn't keep up. We were sitting in my room after school doing homework.

"Chels, I'm never touching that fool."

"Then what's happening at six?"

"I'm tutoring him in Chemistry."
"Mhm," I could tell she didn't believe me, "well you need to tutor me too."

I threw my eraser at her and missed, "You only want to be nosey."

She shrugged, "You know me."

"Slow."
"But seriously, I'm staying."

Before I could respond, I got a text
Hey, I'm on the way.
Pretty boy swaqq

I didn't know who it was, then I remembered and replied
Okay.
Cat eyes.

"Well, he's on the way," I reported to Chelsea just as I hit 'send'.
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Devin rolled up in his black 1969 Ford Mustang. I have admit he has nice wheels.

"Alex," Chanel said in a questioning tone, "why is Devin here?"

I hate repeating myself, "I'm tutoring him in Chemistry."

Before she could reply the doorbell rang. I regretfully walked to the door and opened it.

"Hey, let's get-" then he saw Chanel. I left him standing in the doorway, wide mouthed and all. Chanel rolled her eyes when she noticed him staring at her.

"Earth to Devin," Chelsea said waving her hand in his face, "your tutor's that way."

Chelsea though for a minute, "And don't you have a girlfriend by the name of Renee`?"

That caught his attention. He walked in the dining room where I was waiting. I was bent over getting my Chem book out of my bag. Devin trying to be slick, "accidentally" hit my butt. I grabbed his wrist, "If you want to keep your hand, I suggest you don't do that again." He grinned an evil grin.

Oh, what a joy this will be.