"So, let me get this straight. You're going over to Travis's house...to tutor him?" I sigh. "Yes, that's what I said isn't it?" Larry looked at me like I was insane. "Dude, he bullies you all the time. Remember when you had a limp for days because he kicked you to the ground before lunch?" "Larry, it's not that big of a deal. I'm just going over there because he's gonna pay me." He just stared. "I'm not gonna become his best friend or something, Larr. This is good, maybe he'll start being an actually decent person now." I grabbed my messager bag and started out the door. "Okay but if there's a scratch on you I'm throwing hands." "I know."
I don't really know why I even suggested I could teach him. I don't really think anything will change. I'm scared something will happen while Im there. I'm fucking mortified.
