Tutoring

24

Monday morning, Emma and Noah are standing at his locker as he smiles at her while he's supposed to be grabbing his stuff from his open locker but, isn't even looking in that direction.

"You gonna get your shit?" Emma asks.

"I will."

"And why not now?"

"Because, I'm busy."

She raises a brow at him in confusion and he smiles and sets his hand on her cheek, giving her a slow, but quick kiss, making her smile when he pulls away.

"Yes!" The four celebrate after seeing that from a few feet away.

The two jump and look over, laughing when they see them quickly moving over with smiles.

"We got our proof." Logan nods.

"It's real." Jacob chuckles.

"Oh my lord." Emma sighs.

"Hey. You're fault."

"His fault."

"You agreed to it." Noah objects.

"You didn't want any other girl."

"Fucking morons." Shawn shakes his head.

"And you didn't realize?" Nathan asks.

"He said the other girls are annoying. Understandable."

"I thought you guys broke up." Sarah says.

"Example A." Jacob states.

"We did." Emma nods.

"Then, what are you doing?"

"We're not anymore." Noah glares.

"Why?"

"Oh my god, Sarah." He groans. "Go away."

"Excuse me?"

"Go away." They all repeat.

"No."

"No one wants you here." Nathan states.

"No one wants you."

"Okay, mother fucker." Emma points. "Who the hell would want you? You've only ever been a dick. You aren't even smart. You're a rich prissy bitch with fake friends who follow you around for your daddies money. No one would want you. Not unless they were blind and deaf and couldn't see the person you are. Get the fuck out of my face."

Sarah goes to say something, but Emma points down the hall and she scoffs, groans in a high pitch and stomps away.

"Holy shit." Noah chuckles.

"Dudes, you have no idea how long I wanted to do that." Emma smiles wide.

"Thanks, Emma." Nathan laughs.

"I'm the only one who can be a dick to you."

He gives her two thumbs up and she laughs and looks up at Noah.

"Would you please grab your shit and close your locker?"

He smirks and rolls his eyes, finally getting his stuff and closing the door as she asked.

"Good?" Noah asks.

"Yes."

He smiles and throws his arm around her shoulder.