8/Tutor me

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⋆Landon Kate ⋆

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Landon Kate

"What, uhh...what are you in the mood for right now?" I ask her not specifying anything.

"Uhh..I don't know?" She glances at the side of my face as I drive.

"I mean to eat."

"Oh, um," she took a minute to think before she spoke. "A subway sandwich sounds good." I nod at her answer and drive to the nearest seven-eleven to grab us both a sandwich and get on the drive back to her house because I ain't bringing her to my house to see all that mess my parents have made with all their issues.

Fucking pathetic people.

"Thanks." She says but I don't answer and keep my attention on the road.
"What lecture are you looking to focus on the most?" She asks and I tell her shortly, surprised she hasn't started judging me and telling me how 'easy it is'. Well, it is for you miss smart pants, your nose is always buried in a damn book.

"You can follow me." She said as we entered her house and made sure to lock the front door as we were all alone in her house and that was concerning but she can take care of herself.

I followed her up the old wooden stairs that creaked with each step we took, it was getting on my nerves.

At least her room was somewhat decent from the rest of her house, it's the fact that it's so pink and girly that bothered me although I should just shut the fuck up and focus.

"Can we take a short break before we start?" She asks and I nod, whatever.

I take out the chair from under her study desk and sit on it to eat my sandwich that I still didn't get to even unwrap.

"Lake-"

"It's Landon to you!" I turn to her sternly and her eyebrows rise.

"Sorry, Landon." She bows her head before looking back up again. "I'm just going to change out of these clothes really quick.." I frown.

"Why are you telling me everything, if you want something from me then just say it because I don't know what hints you're trying to throw at me." I get up mid-sentence and approach her, she's so short I could grab her with one hand. I could do so much to her.

"I-" She stammers as I bring my hand up to her face to caress her soft pink cheek.
"I'm not throwing hints, Landon." My hand goes to grab her neck, the thing I enjoy doing to her the most. I love seeing the fear in her eyes as I squeeze ever so softly to get a reaction out of her little body.

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