Here is my new story, Just a little something I thought of a while back and decided to start putting it down on paper . I am currently re-editing Teach Me How to Love after being recently hacked. Thank you for your patience and in return for the great reviewers and followers I give you this new little snippet. Please review if you would like to see more! I would really appreciate it.

-Momo over and out!

On with the Story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. Boo..

Summary: I was always considered a good girl. Came from a good family, had good friends and lived a pretty good life. Little did I know that I would soon be corrupted by a real bad boy, one who would come to prove that a bad boy can change a good girl, forever.

Tutor Me Bad

Chapter 1: The Situation

I would never really consider myself a "good girl"….

Yes, I listen to my parents and I am never a minute late past my curfew but, I have and I do get into trouble from time to time.

Most of these times it usually comes down to my grades, I am going to say particularly math. So, yes it is obvious to say that I HATE school but, don't get me wrong, I love waking up early every morning and enjoying a lovely breakfast with my family.

Ok that part was a lie…

The truth is, the only thing I hate more than school is waking up early. The only things I love about waking up early and going to school are my friends. And my god, I couldn't have asked for better ones. They are the type of friends you consider as family, the sisters you never had.

In my case, I was given a bratty little brother named Sammy and that's about it. Oh and I have a strange little black cat I named Luna. I say strange because sometimes I feel that she actually understands me and everything I do or say…weird huh?

No I am not crazy just superstitious at times.

Anyways, in all I would say I have a pretty good home life and again the only thing I can complain about at school is mainly MATH.

Now as of last week's report card I am currently sitting on top of a big fat 53.

See? I wasn't lying! I even think my heartless teacher Mrs. Haruna had some type of sympathy this time and kept me above a 50, just for the sake of change! And after another parent-teacher conference last week, they have finally decided to stick me in their Path to Math class. According to the principle and Mrs. H, it was a class that would make math a lot more fun and exciting thus making it easier to learn.

HAAA! Whoever came up with the CRAZY idea that math could be "fun" needs to be punched in the face.

Sigh…Anyways, I am about to find out exactly how fun this class really is after the next period, which is P.E., goody.

"Oh! Hey Amy!" I shouted over several heads in the hallway towards a blue bob of hair.

"Hey Serena!" She shouted back as I clutched my binder and made my way towards her. I forgot to mention that there is another thing I hate about school and that is the crowded hallways before class.

I bumped several people and pushed my way between groups of chatty friends caring less about their facial expressions and their whispers of me being "rude" or the occasional "excuse you".

"Well maybe if you didn't stand in the MIDDLE of the hallway I wouldn't have to PUSH you out of the way!"…

… Is what I would say to them….if I wasn't so freaking nice to everyone. But that is just the type of person I am, I keep to myself, that way I never cause any problems or become the center of attention. I would much rather stay in my little corner and watch from the sidelines, than be placed in the spotlight for the world to see.

Just as I was making my way through rush hour, I found a clear opening straight to Amy's locker and made a dash for it. Within a few feet from her I was suddenly rammed from my right side, and lost my footing, clutching my binder on the way down. I opened my eyes to see my blonde hair dangling towards the tile floor, and a few inches over were a pair of red hot, high heels. I could feel myself being held up by someone gripping my upper arm and instantly I felt my face flush with fear. I could feel the stares on me and my stomach began to turn.

"You need to watch where you are going, freshman!" I heard a girl say. I am guessing it was the owner of the heels. I lifted my head slowly, my body rising with it and I found myself face to face with none other than Raye Hino, whom we can say is the most popular girl in the school.

I then realized it wasn't her that was holding me up and keeping me from falling. My eyes shifted over to the strong hand gripping my arm. My eyes automatically trailed up the long, toned arm, passing a tattoo that was half covered by a sleeve, up his broad shoulder and landing on a silver lip ring on the corner of his bottom lip, my blood pressure sky rocketed at the sight, but not before settling on a pair of Icy, cold, blue eyes.

My face suddenly felt extremely hot and I am sure I gave those red heels a run for their money.

"Come on, Darien!" I heard Raye say, as she pushed passed me. His stare intensified and I felt as though I was drowning in his glare before his grip on my arm loosened and the two continued on down the hallway. I watched as Raye turned back to give me a dirty look before turning back around and hooking herself onto him.

Finally I was able to gasp for air…I don't believe I breathed throughout that entire ordeal.

I inhaled deeply.

"I'm not a freshman you dumb whore!"

I found myself shouting….inside. Like I could ever really say that, I would rather get pushed on the ground a 100 more times than to speak my mind to that girl. Don't ask me why, again, it is just the way I am.

"Are you ok Serena?" I heard Amy say as I straightened my skirt and walked over.

"Yea I'm fine, I didn't get hurt or anything." I said as I glanced at my upper arm. A light shade of red marked where he had grabbed me and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"That Raye can be so mean at times, I don't understand how any sane man could find her as a suitable companion…" She said as she placed a book into her locker, grabbing another and slamming it shut.

"Just say she is a bitch Amy, I won't tell anyone" I said as we broke out in laughter. It was amazing how she could still sound proper while talking trash about someone.

"Then again, she isn't with a sane man so I guess it worked out well for her" She said as she leaned back against the cold metal.

"Yea, who is that guy? I've only seen him once or twice before, I think he was leaving school on a sports bike one time…" I said as I casually glanced down the hallway. They were no longer in sight but for some strange reason, I wanted to take another look at him. Those eyes…..they weren't like any other eyes I'd ever seen before, it felt as if they were pulling me in and I couldn't get away.

"Someone you shouldn't associate with Serena, that guy is bad news…" Said Amy as her eyes also traced down the hallway.

"Bad news huh….?"

My mind suddenly flashed back to the image of his lip ring, and my body instantly shuddered.

I shook the image from my head and tried my best to forget it completely.

"Will you be at lunch today Amy?" I said, quickly changing the subject before it started feeling any more weird.

"I think so, unless the professor needs me for anything if not then I will definitely be there." She said as she looked down at her silver, dainty watch.

"I seriously love how the professor asks for your help after class instead of the other way around..." I said with a smirk and Amy giggled.

"Then I'll see you at lunch, sorry I have to get to class Serena "She said as we both leaned in for a small hug.

"Yea, me too, see you later Ames" I said and we went our separate ways down the hallway.

I suddenly felt a cold shiver down my spine. It was as if someone was watching me and I couldn't help but picture those eyes, his eyes penetrating me from a distance. But he was nowhere in sight…

After an hour of agonizing pain in P.E. (we had to run the mile, kill me now) and a boring hour in World History. I excitedly made my way to my new class, Path to Math.

NOT!

I had been dreading this period all day and now I found myself slow-motion walking towards the classroom. As I approached the door, I took a moment to inhale and exhale deeply before stepping in. At first glance, it would appear that I walked into an elementary school math class. The brightly colored numbers that dangled all over the walls were starting to make me sick as I walked over to a sign on the desk that read "Sign in Please". I quickly scribbled down my name and set the pen down, noticing a seating chart beside the paper. I picked it up and began looking for my name, and found it.

'Yes! A corner seat! At least I get my own little corner in this hell hole! ' My mind shouted as I set the sheet down and walked towards my dream desk only to be stopped frozen solid in my tracks.

There, in my perfect little corner seat, sat a sleeping guy.

A big, buff looking sleeping guy…

A guy who was intimidating while he was sleeping!

Do you get the point? I was not about to embarrass myself by asking him to move, there was no way in hell. He looked as if he could crush me with his pinky.

I saw an open desk beside him and made my way there. It was close enough to my assigned seat so I shouldn't get in too much trouble, plus he was there first! So he would surely take the blame.

As I reached the seat I made sure to be extremely quiet so that I wouldn't wake the sleeping beast. I held my skirt against the back of my legs as I sat down as gently as I could.

'Squeeeakkk!"

My face shot up as the old chair managed to screech loud enough for the whole class to hear!

'Oh my god, oh my god...' I thought as I glanced over to see him stirring. His hair gently fell over his face and it was then that I found myself unable to take my eyes off of him. His arms were crossed under his head, forcing his sleeves up higher, revealing some serious muscle-lage. He had a tribal tattoo that circled his solid bicep and a scar along his forearm and again I found myself curious. Why did I care so much? I don't know!

Just as I was admiring his full head of dark, messy black hair, the door to the classroom slammed shut and he shot up, his deep blue eyes meeting mine instantly. The familiarity slapping me in the face….

It was him, the guy from the hallway! In that mere moment I felt my heart stop. I quickly jerked my head back towards the front of the class, hoping for some miracle that he didn't see me staring at him.

'Why did it have to HIM?!' My mind screamed as my eyes looked for the teacher.

They now focused on a small framed boy with overly large glasses at the front of the class.

Melvin?!

Again I found my heart stopping. I swear this class was going to give me cardiac arrest and it has barely even started.

I watched as MELVIN, the nerdiest guy in the school and not to mention the only guy who was absolutely crazy about me, a real self-esteem booster for me (being sarcastic) might I add, was currently scribbling his name on the chalkboard, with a 'Mr.' in front of it.

'Really?!'

"Um, hello everyone!" He began in his nasal tone.

"My name is Melvin, I am a student here as well, and I'll be directing Path to Math this semester. As you all know, I have the highest GPA, so the school decided to give me extra- college credits if I taught this class…" He started before being interrupted...

"That or the school didn't have enough money to pay an actual teacher…" The guy next to me suddenly said and my eyes shot from him back to Melvin.

Did he actually just say that? OUT LOUD? He must have some pretty big…Never mind, NOT going there.

Melvin only stood there, quickly adjusting his glasses before he spoke again, only this time he sounded very nervous.

"Um…that…that may be true as well….uh...Darien…good point….Uhm…" He stuttered as he grabbed the seating chart off his desk.

"Let me begin by doing roll call…" He said, lifting the sheet in front of his face.

'Poor Melvin…' I thought as I watched the paper slightly shake in his hands.

"Um…Oh...He...Hello Serena!" He suddenly said as he lowered the paper to wave excitedly at me.

'Oh my god…' I thought as my face began to heat up.

I lowered my head and muttered a "Hey Melvin…" into my hair as it fell forward. I could have sworn I heard a chuckle beside me but I decided to ignore it.

"It…um...seem's you and D..Darien are in the wrong seats…so…" Melvin began but was quickly cut short.

"Does it even matter, Goggles?" Darien countered as he stared Melvin down into a liquid pulp.

"Oh…N...no it is perfectly ok, that's all I was going to say…" Spoke Melvin through shuddering teeth.

'This guy is a complete asssss…..' I thought as my eyes shifted back to him. His eyes instantly met mine again and I felt a wave of nausea inside my stomach or was it more like butterflies? I don't know!

I quickly averted my eyes back down to my desk again, my fingers clenching my skirt as I prayed he didn't catch me a second time.

"Is there a problem…?" He suddenly said above a whisper and my heart rate tripled in an instant.

I slightly tilted my head and found him staring at me, almost in amusement with his head resting in one hand. I felt his blue eyes studying me and I found myself once again turning red.

"Um…Are you talking to …him?" I said in a whisper as I lifted my finger and gestured towards Melvin.

"No..." He said before his hand reached over and grabbed mine, slowly moving it to where my pointed finger was now touching my forward.

"You…" He said with a smirk.

I sat dumbfounded for a least a minute before I remembered my finger was still against my forehead and I lowered it quickly.

"Oh...Um..." I said hurriedly as I fumbled with the hem of my skirt.

"You keep staring at me..." He said smiling. I was now experiencing heart failure.

"Oh…um..No...I was um looking at the poster behind you…" I spat out quickly hoping he would accept my obvious fail at a lie.

"Oh really?" He said , obviously not convinced, as he turned his head to look at the poster.

"Y...Yes…really" I said into my hair again as I lowered my glance back to my lap.

Melvin suddenly addressed the class after passing out a few papers and I couldn't have felt more relieved.

"Ok this is just your syllabus for the class as well as a calendar explaining what we are going to cover throughout the semester."

I received my papers and scanned through them, hoping to forget the little incident that just took place, even though I knew nothing could possibly help me forget.

Melvin then spoke again….

"Um…I am sure you all know that the school wanted this class to be more fun and interactive for you all so… um they made it so that you would all have personal tutors to help you throughout the class during the entire semester." He said.

I nodded in approval along with the class. How great of news was that?! I would have someone helping me all year! This way, for sure I could get my math credit finally out of the way and out of my life!

"The tutors are actually in the top 10 for GPA in the school and have agreed to attend this class as an extra-college credit like myself."

'I feel so sorry for the poor little tutor who gets stuck with this jack-ass…' I thought as I glanced his way before quickly looking back at Melvin and pressing my lips into a hard line.

"Ok so first ill start with my f-fellow student who has the 2nd highest GPA...un...under me, please come to the front of the c-class"

I glanced around the room to look for the second nerdiest guy in the school to rise up, and found them all to be average looking, and immobile...

Suddenly I heard a deep exhale of breath and a loud creak from the desk next to me as Darien lifted from his seat…

'Where is he going...Ditching class before it even starts? Typical…Amy was spot on.' I thought as I followed his back, forcing my eyes from lowering themselves.

He then stopped directly in front of the class and let his hands casually rest into his dark denim jean pockets as he glanced around the room. From here, he still looked just as gorgeous as he did close up.

'Did I really just think that?!' my thoughts screamed before being interrupted.

"Ahem...uh..D..Darien, introduce yourself and your stu-student of choice please…" Melvin whispered as he retreated back behind his desk.

Darien's expression seemed so calm, cool, and collected. He glanced around the room with a small smirk on his face. It was as if nothing affected him...and then it hit me.

Why was he standing there…didn't Melvin ask for the second top student in the school...is it possible to have heart failure twice in one hour?! Maybe he's just being a cocky bastard and trying to be funny…

His eyes grew serious for a moment before he spoke.

"I'm Darien Shields, and I'll be a tutor for this semester." He said casually, before looking back at Melvin.

'WHAT?!' My mind screamed as I sat straight up in my chair.

'Is this a joke?!...'

"D…Darien, you can now pick the student you want to tu...tutor" Melvin said as he looked towards the room.

"A…Any volunteers…?" Stuttered Melvin towards the class, in an instant every females hand shot up with the exception of mine.

"No need…" Darien said with a raised hand, as he suddenly made his way towards me, or maybe it was his desk. Oh god I hope he is giving up and walking to his desk!

"I already picked my student" He said in a serious tone as he came closer.

I sat frozen in my chair but inside I was screaming and was already running out of the classroom and diving into the schools pool.

"Um…W...who have you chosen D...Darien?" Melvin stuttered, as he watched Darien approach my desk.

He then stopped and stood beside me.

I managed to break from my frozen state to understand reality…and look up at him.

"M...Me…?" I stuttered as I pointed my finger towards myself.

I suddenly felt his large hand grip my tiny wrist once more...

He raised my pointed finger to my forehead once again and slightly smirked down at me.

"I choose this one."

This was the first time in my life that I could honestly say I almost fainted….

"O...Ok…then it has been set, S-Serena, you will be tutoring with D-Darien for the remainder of the semester…" Melvin said as my eyes slowly rose from him, back up to Darien in utter dismay.

Melvin then began calling up the rest of the tutors.

Darien's hand gently released my wrist, and it dropped like a brick into my lap. He made his way around his desk and sat back down, and I felt his eyes studying once more.

"You should close that mouth of yours before I put something in it…" He suddenly said in deeper tone and my head jerked to gawk at him.

'WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?!' My mind screamed as I looked at him with wide eyes.

His hand suddenly reached over and his long fingers gently slid under my chin, pushing it upwards, effectively closing my gaping mouth.

I am lost for words….

His mouth formed a huge smile before he dropped his head into his arms and began laughing.

I felt my heart skip a beat at the sight of his smile, was it humanly possible to have such a perfect set of teeth? Oh my god, I could forget my entire day if he smiled at me like that again.

"You're a strange one…" He said between laughs as he rose up from his seat, and swung his backpack over his shoulder.

"But I'm sure I'll have you all figured out soon…" He said with a wink before walking towards the front of the class.

"D...Darien the b-bell hasn't rang yet-"

Bing...Bing…Bing!

The bell suddenly went off, just as Darien turned the knob on the classroom door and walked out…

I watched him leave my sight and I felt a huge relief …

This was going to be the most interesting school year of my life…and he was going to be the death of me…well not of me, but maybe my sanity…

I quickly grabbed my pink backpack and charged out of the classroom wishing that I didn't have to be in this exact situation again tomorrow….but unfortunately, I would have to be in this situation the rest of the year.

And by situation, I mean, Darien Shields.

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-Momo