Peter’s POV


    The door bell rang… And we paused.


    “Who else did you invite Peter?” Be asked me.


    “Urrh, nobody. Did any of you invite anyone here?” I asked the rest of them and they shooked their heads in negation.


    “Not at all”


    “No”


    They all said.


    “Then who is that?” I wondered as I stood up to get the door.


    The bell rang again..


    “Why are you keeping me waiting in the cold? Open the door already! ” We recongized the voice right away.


    Monica!


    “That’s Monica” I eximed.


    “Monica?” Be remarked….


    “You are keeping her waiting” Vincent said and I ced a palm on Be’s shoulder and muttered.


    “Please calm down” she nodded in a scared way..


    I left the dinning room to open the door for Monica.


    “Hey Baby” She said to me and pecked me on my cheeks and I gave her a sheepish look and wiped off her kiss..


    She was putting on a red sleeveless blouse on a pencil jean which made look more s*xy probably. Well she’s fashion conscious.


    “Is everyone here already?” She asked me.


    “Monica, how do you know about the sleepover at my ce?


    “I have my ways”She smiled in a cruel way.


    “You know what, you really have the nerves Peter. To invite our ssmate here even when she works as your maid” She said as she walked in and looked around for them.


    “Please Monica, do not cause any trouble” I pleaded with her in an harsh tone and she gave another wicked look at me.


    “Where are they?” She asked me.


    “The dinning room” I answered reluctantly and she scurried to the meet them, I followed her behind.


    “Hi guys” She said, waving at them.


    “Hi” Vincent said first..


    “Hi” Followed by Francis.


    While Be and Francisca just stared at her.


    “What guys? Are you not happy to see me here?” Monica said.


    “Didn’t you say there’s somewhere else you can study? What happened to the graduated students you wanted to catch up with?” Francisca quaried.


    “Oh, change of mind darling” Monica said and sat right beside Be.


    “Hello Be” She smiled.


    Be rolled her eyes and sheepishly said back “Hi”


    “Oh good, I heard that…” She paused and looked at everyone first..


    “Hmmn, is it true that…” She continued..


    I interrupted her immediately.


    “Monica!” I shunned her at once..


    And she scoffed.


    “Is it true that you’re are the tutor Be?” She asked Be..


    “Yeah, that’s correct… and she’s notfortable around you, can’t you see that?” Francisca stood up and yelled at Monica.


    Oh God… She doesn’t know anything about what’s secretly going on, yelling at Monica might provoke her to let the cat out of the bag.


    “Francisca!” Be cautioned her.


    Monicaughed again as if what Be said was funny.


    “Do you wanna know why Be is notfortable around me?” Monica said..


    Oh there she goes.. I knew it, she is never calm, always a devil.


    “Monica..” Be muttered her name, I could see it in her eyes that she was sad and might tear up very soon.


    “Monica, stop it already” I scolded her and cautioned myself having found out that my friends were just there watching the dramatic me.


    “Hahaha, Because I don’t even know why she is notfortable with me.. I just wanna be her friend from the very first day she came to our school but she’s the one being awkward around me” Monica pretended to be sympathetic.


    “Okay Guys, that’s enough” Vincent pped his hands to draw our attention to him.


    “That’s exactly what I just wanted to say..” Francis added.


    I took another seat beside Vincent, I was initially sitting next to Be, but Monica took the seat because she surely has wicked ns.


    “Thank you Vincent for inviting me over” Monica said, just when we wanted to manage and finish up our meal.


    “What?” We all eximed and turned our nces at Vincent at the same time.


    “Vincent, you were the one who told her about our gathering here and why did you do that without my consent?” I quaried him.


    “Without your consent? Wait what am I to you? You are such a bad Friend Peter, were you actually hiding something that is best for me too?” Monica fired and I was speechless for while.


    “Err… I just thought she should be here too” Vincent stammered.N?velDrama.Org: text ? owner.


    “Anything wrong with that?”


    I knew he did that because of the crazy feelings he had for her… but I began to boil in anger and when I was about to vent my anger on him, Be interrupted.


    “Guys!!!!! It’s Okay… Okay!” She screamed.


    “Let me know when you all are ready for the tutorial. I’ll be in the living room” She stood up and left us alone.


    “Who does she really think she is?” I heard Monica murmuring while giving Be a hate look.


    Before we knew it, Francisca stood up and followed Be behind, then Francis.. I sighed knowing we’ve all loose our happy mood and appetite just because of this annoying Monica, I gave her my own I_hate_you look and stood up to leave too then Vincent made me stop taking more steps by saying:


    “I’m sorry Peter”


    I only nodded and left the two of them alone in the dining room.


    “Why are you apologizing?” Monica asked Vincent.


    “I.. I don’t know” He stuttered.


    “The tutorial is starting now” He said and with that, he left Monica alone in the dining room.


    **


    “Please write this down in your rough or y book” Be cleared her throat as she resumed. She still really downcasted but she managed to exin.


    “It’s a topic I understood since I was in my other school” She added.


    “Go straight to the point or else..” Monica said in a wicked tone, indeed Be was already scared of her.


    Is she trying to ckmail her or what? What came over Monica?


    I regret bringing the idea of a group practice, I regret not revealing Be’s real self from the onset.


    Just look at Francisca, she’s happy and can talk back at anyone because she never faked her background since she came. I wish Be was free like her.


    Nevertheless, Be continued; she borrowed my textbooks, exined how we derived an equation, the solutions and answers, she gave more examples.. looked at our faces if we were getting what she was solving and if our looks isn’t still satisfying, she will then pick more questions and solve, exined in different borate ways in the best ways she can… This time, I got the solutions right… I think I understand the topic too.


    I secretly wrote down a question from the textbook and solve it without letting any of them know about it.


    When I got the answer, I showed it to Be, who was surprised.


    “Where did you get this question from?” She asked me.


    “From the textbook, look at it question number twelve” I raised the book up and showed her.


    “And where did you get the solutions and answers from?” She asked, still very much surprised.


    “The answers are from my head. Meaning I solved it myself” I said, smiling and she did too.


    “Did you really solve it yourself? Oh My God. This is correct” She told me.. I knew it, I smiled again..


    “Looks like she is here to flirt with Peter” Monica cut in sharply and Be suddenly stopped smiling at me.


    “I understand the topic now Monica, she’s a pretty good teacher, even our mathe teacher in school, didn’t settle this calm to teach us this way” I told Monica.


    “Oh , how about I tell you that I don’t understand a thing..” Monica said.


    “It’s your brain fault. You are such a slow learner” Francisca fired and Monica rolled her eyes.


    “You do not understand anything?” Be exmed.


    “I’ll teach you again, do you mind?” Be spoke innocently.


    “Nah. We spent almost four hours here already and I didn’t still get anything… I’ll rather browse all night” She left the midst.


    “I’ll be in your room Peter” With that, she left.


    “She is such an ingrete” Franciscamented.


    “Thank you Be, you have really tried your best. At least, I’m aware of what the topic is all about” Francis said and she smiled.


    “You are wee Francis”


    “Uhm, I don’t understand solving the question using the second form” He added.


    “Oh that..”


    “I’ll teach you” Francisca suddenly volunteered.


    “Huh?” Francis remarked, staring at her.


    “I’ll teach you” She repeated..


    “I understand everything already, thanks to Be” Francisca added.


    “Oh … Okay..” Francis stuttered and gaze elsewhere ~ at us, then he looked at her again.


    I smiled, I noticed Be was smiling too.


    Obviously, there is something suspicious about the two of them?


    Eachother’s crush?


    Francis is kinda secretive and kinda quiet too, he never told us he has a crush on Francisca.


    “What about you Vincent?” Be asked and we turned to look at Vincent, whom we didn’t hear his voice after what happened at the dinning room.


    He was already dozing.


    “When did he sleep off?” Be asked me.


    “I don’t know, we were all here and engrossed with your teaching. But he probably just slept off right?” I inquaried.


    “Maybe” She replied.


    “It’ste already. I’ll be in one of the rooms upstairs.. Thank you once again Be” I appreciated.


    “You didn’t say Thank you before, so what’s the ‘Once again’ all about?” Francisca said when I was just about to leave and I chuckled.


    “Be understands better” I said.


    “You guys can pass the night in any of the visitor’s rooms. Be would show you where it is..” I added and I heard francis murmured..


    “Be knows everywhere in his ce already, but how?”


    “Francis you can join me in the room, Vincent’s luck.. he would find himself here alone when he wakes up tomorrow morning” Iughed.


    “God! Peter.. let’s not be unfair, are you still mad at him? He is mad at himself too” Francis said.


    “No I’m not mad at him at all” I muttered… Knowing fully well that the did has already been done.


    “I’ll sleep on one of the couches, here with him”


    “As far as you are fine with it” I said and went up stairs.


    Monica might be waiting for me in my room but what, I’m not gonna share same bed with her, let alone spend the whole night in the same room.


    It’s about 10:00pm already.


    **


    “I’ll excuse the two of you now” Be told Francis and Francisca, the two secret love bird


    “The room is the first door you’lle across when you climb the stairs” She told Francisca, who nodded and watched Be leave.. Deep inside she was shy being alone with her crush.


    “Urh.. so what exactly do you not understand?” Francisca asked him, avoiding to look into his eyes.


    “The second form” Francis replied


    “Oh.. oh yeah, you .. you made mention of that earlier” Francisca stammered.


    “Yeah” Francis muttered.


    Ever seen a shy guy?


    “So this is it” She took his book and wrote the second form down, then when she tried to write down some questions, she kept on making several mistakes..


    “Please concentrate Francisca” She muttered to herself and manage to write them down.


    “Lovely handwriting” Francisplimented.


    “Urh? Thank you” She said anyways, knowing her hand were quivering.


    “So this is what we are gonna do..” She avoided not to stutter, also summoned up courage to look at him too.


    “What are we gonna do?”


    “You know this is the second form”


    “Uhm”


    “This is it” Francisca said and exined to him, stammered a little while doing so,ter she just found herself unnecessarily bbing and repeating the same thing she said.


    “It’s okay, I now understand” Francis giggled .


    “You do? You’re sure about that?” She asked him and he nodded.


    “Oh well then, good night. I’m sleeping inside of me” She told him, packing her stuffs and about to leave the living room.


    “Probably why you kept on repeating the same thing and it ended up sticking into my head” Francis said smiling.


    “Huhh” She eximed first, then bursted into a shortugh. She nervously packed her stuffs.. she only took few steps away from him when Francis called her name.


    “Francisca wait”


    “What?” She looked at him, blearily and sleepy..


    “Can we have a little chat?” He asked her.


    Although she was very tired and sleepy, she was still eager to hear what her crush wants to say to her.


    Without hesitating, she returned and sat next to him.


    “What is it Francis?” She asked; half asleep, half awake.