I check my phone.  It's already 3 o'clock.  I seem crazy.  I've just been waiting for an hour, for nothing.  I laugh out loud and I walk down the schoolyard shaking my head.  Then suddenly I hear dull footsteps behind me, as if someone is running behind me.  I quickly turn to see that it is Ethan running towards me.  If this was a movie, now he was running in slow motion.  With every step he takes, the tickle grows in my stomach.  He is wearing light ripped jeans, a faded black T-shirt and his cliché black leather jacket.  "Jesus you're just still there, I ran all through school looking for you."  Ethan says gasping and I see that he really needs to catch his breath.  "I told you I'll wait in the schoolyard?"  I say irritated.  I shouldn't be annoyed because he just searched all over school for me, me!
"Yes I thought you didn't want to tutor anymore, so I went looking for you to persuade you."  He says regretfully.  'Why wouldn't I want to tutor anymore?  We agreed anyway.  I've been waiting outside here for an hour. '  I say, less irritated now than a few minutes ago.  I almost swoon because of his perfect face.  He has certainly been at the forefront of handing out the perfect nose, eyes and mouth.  "Sorry Es I'm sorry, how can I make it up to you?"
"It's okay, well come on, otherwise it won't work at all on the next test."  I say laughing.  He smiles back and then puts his arm around me.  So we walk towards the metro.  Although I can hardly walk anymore, my legs feels like pudding because of his touch.
When we get on the metro we can happily sit down.  It's less crowded than usual.  It is very tight, so our knees touch each other the entire ride.  "Why did you have to go to the principal?"  I ask curiously.  'Oh, I had been kidding on the study trip.  I had sneaked out on a tour with a few mates.  The teacher completely stressed, while we were just smoking weed in the park.  The teacher on the trip didn't like that very much.  Now I have to report every morning at 8:00 for two weeks, if I do not show up once I will be kicked out of school.  The principal just does that on purpose, he knows I'm not a morning person. '  He says angrily.  "I'm not a morning person either, I even overslept this morning."  I say laughing.
"Yes, I was happy with that."  Ethan says.
"Why the hell is that?"
"If you'd been right on time -as always- you would never have sat next to me."  He says with a grin.  I feel myself blushing.  'But why do you get expelled from school if you are late once?  I think that is quite intense. '
"This isn't the first time I've played a joke, let's stop there for now."  He smiles his teeth and I join him. -FitzWilliam museum stop - it sounds through the speakers.  "Come on, Es, we have to get out."
And so we walk out of the metro together, towards his student house, which probably would be a shack with smashed windows and ten garbage bags in front of the house.