Wednesday I skipped out on school, I didn't feel up to it and it's not like I would get in trouble. Too, Wednesday was a half day so I wouldn't be missing much.

It was 2:00 and I still haven't really ate anything. Grabbing my phone I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. Since yesterday, I've had to carry my phone with me at all times because Ejay texts me constantly. I don't mind though, I see us slowly becoming close friends yet of course I'm still cautious. As I went to open the fridge, my phone rang. 

************************************
Ryan's P.O.V

I've been finding it hard to let go of Mackenzie, I still want to be with her. I know I messed up, I shouldn't listen to Betty about every single thing. Sometimes I just can't help it. My parents are always gone and Betty has been the only person there for me. It has to be someway that we can get back to how we were. I pulled out my phone and dialed her number.

"Hello?" Mackenzie answered on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, it's Ryan."

"Oh....hey." She didn't seem happy hearing from me, but I know I can get her back. Hopefully at least.

"I was uh....was wondering if you could help me with some homework."

"I guess, what kind of work?"

"Pre-calculus and some chemistry. I really just want you to check the chemistry." This wasn't completely a lie. I really do need help, but I have something up my sleeve.

"Yeah I can help, where are you?"

"I'm leaving school."

"Just come over here. It'll only take me a second to get dressed."

"Oh, ok bye."

"Bye." Mackenzie said before hanging up.

I'm excited about seeing her but I know me coming on to her, won't help. She's not like other girls. She won't just forgive me, I'll have to work for it. Not that I'm all that mad, I would do anything to fix it. 

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Making it to her house I slowly pulled my truck into the driveway. Putting the truck in park, I unbuckled my seatbelt, and grabbed my things, removing myself from the car. I made my way to the side door and knocked. Eventually Mackenzie came to the door, unlocking it for me. Stepping into the laundry room, I slid the backpack from my shoulder.

Before we could even speak, I looked her over and couldn't stop myself from licking my lips. She wore fitted jogging pants that hugged her hips tightly and a white tee that stopped a little bit above her belly button. Everything she puts on makes her look sexy.

"Hey." I said trying to hug her. She quickly put her arm up to stop me.

"Hey, Ryan." Mackenzie said dryly before leading me into the dining room. As much as you would think I would be mad by that, it turned me on her denying me, even the most basic physical contact between us made me hot.

"Pull out the chemistry so I can check it, then start on Pre-Cal and I'll help you with that later."

"Ok." I said before we began working. Looking over her once again, I knew it was going to be hard focusing. 

•••••••••••••••••••••••••
After about 2 hours we finished all of my work, truthfully it took so long because I couldn't focus. Mackenzie sitting next to me and not being able to even touch her was extremely difficult, all I want is to make her feel good. I want to satisfy her every need, I don't even care about satisfying myself.

"Do you think we can talk?" I asked her before I left, literally with one foot out of the door.

"Ryan, I don't know about this."

"Can you please just hear me out?" Mackenzie looked down at the floor, thinking over her answer. I really want to sit down and talk, at first I was going to forget about it, but I can't let it go.

"Yeah, I guess we can." She turned around and went back into the kitchen.

I closed and locked the back door, went up the few stairs to the kitchen and followed her into the dining room.

"What do we need to talk about?" She questioned in a sassy tone. Biting my bottom lip I spoke.

"Do you think we both can sit down and talk?"

"Sure." She sat down across from me, obviously not wanting to be close.

"I wanted to talk about us."

"What about us? I'm your tutor."

"No, seriously Mackenzie. I messed up and I want to be with you. Can you forgive me?"

"I don't know if I can. I told you how I felt about you and you dismissed it. How do I know you won't do that again?"

"I won't do it again, I'll give you whatever you want. At least if you don't want to be with me, can we be friends?"

It would kill me to be friends with her. Not being able to touch her the way I want, not being able to hold her. But...being her friend would be better than being nothing to her.

"I don't want to..but I really do care about you." She retorted sitting further in her chair.

"I care about you too."

"Then where do we go from here? I'm not just going to jump back into how we were."

"I know you're not, that's why I want to start over."

"Start over?"

"Yeah, start over. Really get to know each other and not go straight to......doing stuff."

I feel like in a way, we rushed things. We didn't date or hang out. She stayed over my house and we messed around without knowing much about each other. That was stupid on both of our parts and I shouldn't have spanked her, I'm the reason we're in this situation.

"Yeah, I wanna do that......get to know each other more." She said shyly, I find it cute how sometimes she's so confident and sassy then she turns shy and reserved.

"Ok...uhh..th-then do you wanna go on a date?" She's probably laughing at me, stuttering and shit. I don't know why it's so hard to talk to her sometimes.

"Yeah, I-I think that would be cool."

"Ok. I'll call you once I figure out all the plans." I spoke with a wide smile across my face.

"Ok."

I left her house after, and was so filled with joy I didn't know what to do. I'll probably be up all night trying to figure out all the plans. Picking the right place to go, I think I want to take her somewhere fancy. Yet I don't know, she may not like that. I might do something kinda fancy. I'll have to call someone so they can help me pick the right restaurant.