Tutoring

9

Noah ended up watching a lot of her singing videos over the weekend. He liked every single one he watched, making Emma smile every time she got a notification.

They arrive at school and get out of their cars. Emma starts walking to the door to wait for him when an arm drapes over her shoulders. She quickly looks up and smiles when she sees Noah smiling down at her.

"Hey, bub."

"I like that name."

"It's my favorite. I hate the words babe and baby. Annoying. Bub is cute."

"Yeah, it is."

They get to his locker, the four not being there, yet and she leans against the one beside it.

"Hey, lovebirds." Jacob greets.

"Ah, there they are." Noah sighs as he looks down at Emma who just smiles at him.

"Yes." Logan agrees.

"Here we are." Shawn continues.

"Y'all acting weird." Emma states.

"I may have had them subscribe to you." Noah says nervously as her mouth falls agape.

"You moth-"

"You're very pretty. You can't kill me when I call you pretty."

"Don't be so sure."

"Love the wig." Nathan says.

"I swear to the fucking devil, if anyone finds out, I will summon him and he will be after all your asses."

"Wow." Noah says.

"Yes, ma'am." Jacob backs up.

Emma nods and relaxes as if she didn't just threaten their lives.

"Weirdo." Nathan says.

Emma glares over at him out of the corner of her eyes before looking up at a nervous Noah who holds a smile. She laughs and places her hand on his arm, instantly calming his nerves.

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At lunch, they all take the same seats as usual spots and get to talking about the most random shit. It gets quiet for a minute at one point and Emma turns to Noah.

"I have a question."

"Should I be nervous?"

"You do something wrong?"

"Oh." The four sing.

"Not that I know of." Noah says.

"It don't matter, you're not in trouble anyway."

"Damn." Nathan sighs.

"We were hoping you were gonna yell at him." Shawn states.

"Sorry to disappoint." Emma smiles. "But, you're gonna hate this."

"Oh, fun." Noah says.

"You doing anything tonight?"

"No."

"Cool. We're going dress shopping."

"Ha. You should've said yes." Jacob laughs.

"Yeah." Noah sighs with a nod.

"It is not the end of the world. I would like to look good for your mother and many other woman that will be there."

"As if you won't already, but okay."

Emma lets out a breathy laugh and looking down as a blush creeps up her cheeks.

"Ha, you got her all flustered." Logan teases.

"Shut. The hell. Up." She says in her hands. "You got me fucking blushing, so be quiet."

Noah smiles as he watches her fan her face while the others laugh.

She may have developed a little crush on him during all this time around him. Shh, it's a secret.

"Okay." She looks back up as her face looks normal, again. "Dude."

"Never made you blush before." Noah smirks.

"It was unexpected, shut up. For that, I'm gonna make you put a damn dress on."

"Yes!" The four shout.

"Oh, hell no." Noah shakes his head.

"Hell yes." She winks, telling him she's just messing with him.

"You can help me pick something to wear. I don't know what I'm doing."

"Will do."

"What're we talking about?" Jacob asks.

"I have been invited to a family reunion. I'ma meet the entire damn family."

"Have fun with that." Logan scoffs.

"You can't back out, now." Noah smirks.

"Having to much fun to do that." She whispers to him.

"What was that?" Nathan asks.

"Hmm?"

"Nothing." Noah shrugs.

"Eww." Shawn sings.

"Dirty talk." Jacob chuckles.

"Oh, dear lord." Emma sighs. "No. Not even."

"Dumbasses." Noah states.

"You fault for acting weird." Nathan points.

"I was telling something funny."

"Then, why can't we know?" Jacob asks.

"Couple shit."

"We guess." Noah shrugs.

"Back off."

"I am, too." He whispers.

"Shit, you did it again."

Emma lays her head on his shoulder as the guys burst out laughing. Noah sits with a confused, but excited smile as he watches her body shake with laughter.

"I hate you."

He laughs with her and pats her head as she frustratingly groans.

"I gotta find a way to do that to you."

"Just do whatever he did." Jacob suggests.

"I did it first." She looks up, her face normal, once again.

"He's using your own words against you." Logan chuckles.

"I'm skilled." Noah turns to Emma.

"I come up with it."

"But, I say it better."

"I know." She groans. "Fuck off."