Sister Circle✔️

10. Not a BOSS

Sherry POV

The girls were on line now. That changed everything she did. That meant she had to extra focus on her studies, but still make time for sessions with the ladies so that they learned everything they needed to learn. Besides her duties as President of MAX, she also served as a tutor in English for freshmen and sophomores, even some juniors who were behind. Mostly English 101 students who needed help with papers. This gave her a chance to practice becoming a better teacher.

Today she was tutoring Taj Robinson, a junior who was a member of Epsilon Upsilon Fraternity, their somewhat brother organization on campus. Officially, they had no brother fraternity but seeing as they were a young organization like them, not part of the Divine Nine, they worked together a lot of the time.

"Hey Sherry Berry," he said to her, tossing his bag on the table as he met up with her in the small study room. The room was barely big enough for a table, two chairs and the two of them, but they were soundproof once the door was closed and offered privacy when she was tutoring students who needed to focus and not pay attention to the comings and goings and sounds of the library.

She slid his bag from the table and placed it on the floor because there was no room for both their laptops and his bag. "Boy if you call me that again, we are done."

"A'ight shawty, you know I just like to clown you." He sat and smiled at her. "Now if all my teachers were as fine as you, I think I'd be on the honor roll."

"Boy, shut up. Get your work out."

"I'm just saying. I gotta impress my teacher, right." He reached into his bag to get his laptop, textbook, and a notebook.

She looked at his textbook, English Composition. "You're not doing that much impressing you need a tutor. Why are you taking this class?"

"My major is Journalism, I need these lame writing classes for filler. Like, for real? Who reads long papers anymore? If you can't tweet it or Gram it, are people even gonna read it?" He took out his phone and scrolled through it before taking his seat.

He was sorta right, but not really. Taj was a cut-up, she knew that from when they worked on projects last year. He was a year younger than her and acted every bit immature. Always cracking jokes like he was a comedian. He would get play from girls if he wasn't so goofy because he was rather handsome. A little lighter complexion than her, a chunky afro, almond-shaped dark brown eyes, a freshly groomed goatee, and sexy thick lips.

Did she just say another man had sexy lips? She shook the thought from her head. She had Donte, she was good.

"So how are you and your man Donte?"

"How is that any of your business? Put your phone away Taj while we work. What are you working on in class so I can help you and you can keep it moving."

"Just saying, 'cause bruh hit the lottery with you, baby, baby."

"Little boy..."

He gave her a smirk. "I ain't that little...if you know what I mean."

"Are you done now? Have you gotten that out of your system?"

He grinned at her. "You know how I am Sherry Berry, no one takes me seriously. It's just a joke, sexy lady. I mean, Sherry." He playfully saluted her and she laughed.

"Boy, let's just get some work done, I have no time to play around with you."

The boy had no problem with writing, he had a very creative mind. He did need help with structuring his essay because he wanted to make it like a blog post. They worked for over an hour, then wrapped things up.