asked as I handed her the paper with only two minutes left on the clock before our tutoring session ended. She scanned what I gave, and when she was done checking she didn't give me the full smile I was hoping for.
"You started correctly, but somewhere near the end you got mixed up. Here…" She said, encircling my point of error.
"Oh, damn…"
I erased the latter part of my solution, and redid it. When I was finally done answering, I handed the piece of paper back to her, and hoped I did the right thing. She breathed out a sigh of relief, before she gave me a grin. "You're not so dumb and bad after all."
I curved my lips upward, and snickered at her. "First impressions don't last."
"Yes, but I have to tell you, even if we're seeing eye-to-eye now, doesn't mean I can share with you already."
Huh?
I looked at her questioningly, before I understood what she meant. She wants Nathan all to herself…
But no! The voice inside my head shouted. How can I ignore such a good, hot person? And we have that whole 'Help Anthony' thing, and even though he is always out right after school, we still hang out always at the night with Riley. We've been flirting…okay…you can't really call it flirting since we just tease each other, but still…I think I'm starting to want to make-out with him…maybe even sleep with him…then dump him…? I don't know. Why do commitments have to exist anyway?
"Oh…right. Yeah, yeah…don't worry." I told her hesitantly, while I scratched the back of my head. She cocked one of her eyebrows up at me, and patted my left shoulder.
"Good. I'll see you next Tuesday to continue this lesson."
I nodded at her, and was about to leave until she called me back. She took out a piece of paper with a new set of problems, and I mentally cursed her and myself. I took the paper, folded it twice, and looked up at her.
"Just give that to me tomorrow morning, I already have the answers, so I can tell you right away if you have a chance of passing the test…or maybe acing it."
"Acing a test?" I asked her in disbelief.
"It's only the basics…" She said, shrugging her shoulders. "And besides that's like one plus one…"
"Right…since you're taking AP Calculus, right?" I asked, sensing that she was about to start becoming conceited again. She shook her head, before she answered with a laugh.
"No, I'm already taking college-level lessons in Math."
----
"Tell me, Nathan…" I started, looking up at him. He returned my curious look with one of his own.
We were in my dorm room, waiting for Riley to come back from her meeting before we grabbed dinner at the nearby pizzeria. And while waiting, I tried to do the exercises Cindy gave me, with the help of Nathan of course. So far, I've answered six out of ten questions correctly. Of course, I made errors, but Nathan quickly found them, and corrected them. Even though Nathan wasn't in AP Calculus (he was my classmate, duh), he was still smart, and to prove it, he had AP World History, AP European Literature, AP U.S. Government and Politics, and of course, college-level Chemistry. He was hot, athletic, smart…and conceited.
"Tell you what?" He asked, as he got the paper I had on my lap, and checked if my answer to problem number seven was right.
"How can a slut be a nerd at the same time?"
Nathan immediately laughed at my question, before he turned to me, and gave me a look of hilarity. I tried to slap his shoulder, but wasn't able to since he got a hold of my wrist and pulled me closer to him. We were on the couch, with my head now leaning on his shoulder, while his arm found its way around my waist. I slowly realized what we were doing, and immediately sat up. I removed my head from his shoulder, and took his arm off my waist. He gave me a look, which was a mixture of disappointment and anger, before he asked me why I did what I did.
"Cindy likes you, you know…" I
"You started correctly, but somewhere near the end you got mixed up. Here…" She said, encircling my point of error.
"Oh, damn…"
I erased the latter part of my solution, and redid it. When I was finally done answering, I handed the piece of paper back to her, and hoped I did the right thing. She breathed out a sigh of relief, before she gave me a grin. "You're not so dumb and bad after all."
I curved my lips upward, and snickered at her. "First impressions don't last."
"Yes, but I have to tell you, even if we're seeing eye-to-eye now, doesn't mean I can share with you already."
Huh?
I looked at her questioningly, before I understood what she meant. She wants Nathan all to herself…
But no! The voice inside my head shouted. How can I ignore such a good, hot person? And we have that whole 'Help Anthony' thing, and even though he is always out right after school, we still hang out always at the night with Riley. We've been flirting…okay…you can't really call it flirting since we just tease each other, but still…I think I'm starting to want to make-out with him…maybe even sleep with him…then dump him…? I don't know. Why do commitments have to exist anyway?
"Oh…right. Yeah, yeah…don't worry." I told her hesitantly, while I scratched the back of my head. She cocked one of her eyebrows up at me, and patted my left shoulder.
"Good. I'll see you next Tuesday to continue this lesson."
I nodded at her, and was about to leave until she called me back. She took out a piece of paper with a new set of problems, and I mentally cursed her and myself. I took the paper, folded it twice, and looked up at her.
"Just give that to me tomorrow morning, I already have the answers, so I can tell you right away if you have a chance of passing the test…or maybe acing it."
"Acing a test?" I asked her in disbelief.
"It's only the basics…" She said, shrugging her shoulders. "And besides that's like one plus one…"
"Right…since you're taking AP Calculus, right?" I asked, sensing that she was about to start becoming conceited again. She shook her head, before she answered with a laugh.
"No, I'm already taking college-level lessons in Math."
----
"Tell me, Nathan…" I started, looking up at him. He returned my curious look with one of his own.
We were in my dorm room, waiting for Riley to come back from her meeting before we grabbed dinner at the nearby pizzeria. And while waiting, I tried to do the exercises Cindy gave me, with the help of Nathan of course. So far, I've answered six out of ten questions correctly. Of course, I made errors, but Nathan quickly found them, and corrected them. Even though Nathan wasn't in AP Calculus (he was my classmate, duh), he was still smart, and to prove it, he had AP World History, AP European Literature, AP U.S. Government and Politics, and of course, college-level Chemistry. He was hot, athletic, smart…and conceited.
"Tell you what?" He asked, as he got the paper I had on my lap, and checked if my answer to problem number seven was right.
"How can a slut be a nerd at the same time?"
Nathan immediately laughed at my question, before he turned to me, and gave me a look of hilarity. I tried to slap his shoulder, but wasn't able to since he got a hold of my wrist and pulled me closer to him. We were on the couch, with my head now leaning on his shoulder, while his arm found its way around my waist. I slowly realized what we were doing, and immediately sat up. I removed my head from his shoulder, and took his arm off my waist. He gave me a look, which was a mixture of disappointment and anger, before he asked me why I did what I did.
"Cindy likes you, you know…" I
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