Due to Oakley's bad scores on his Year 10 Mocks he is forced to do weekly revision during the summer holidays by his form tutor.
But Mr.Carrman knowing Oakley, knows what will end up happening if Oakley is left to do the task solely.
So he chooses a...
The pair of school students sat next to eachother as Mr.Carrman finished his explanation as to why they were there, leaning back into his soft leather chair.
The silence was as explanatory as Mr.Carrmas speech.
Sitting up a little Mari looked over to cench quickly before looking back at her form Tutor "so... you want me to tutor him all the way up until GCSE's. Including weekly revision sessions during the summer?" The rhetorical question made Mr.Carrman sigh anxiously.
He knew how foolish and out of the ordinary the idea sounded but it was the last resort.
"Listen I know it sounds like the most perculiar idea but it is the last resort. We have no other option if Oakley-" before Mr.Carrman could utter another word Cench interrupted him rudely.
"Cench." He corrected resulting in another long sigh from the teacher.
Mr.Carrman directs his eye contact to Amarist who seemed to be contemplating life in that moment. "If Cench wants to make it out of secondary school without having to retake his exams."
As Mari sat there taken aback by the information told to her, both Mr.Carrman and Oakley stared her down, anticipating her final reaction to the assurance
Feeling the tension in the air rise as the request became unanswered for a longer amount of time Amarist allowed a deep final sigh of stress to make it's way out of her mouth before speaking.
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Knocking on the front door to the Bales household. Mari could hear the typical clash of soca music booming in the back, with the Bales loud interactions unintentionally fighting with it.
The sound of heavy footsteps near towards the front door where Amarist waited patiently. The white door flung open revealing Shawna who seemed distressed but placed a smile upon her face in muse of her friend.
As Amarist entered the house, she closed the door behind her, Kicking off her shoes, shouting to khadij, Shawna and Shy's mother who sat in the living room a greeting before running up the stairs after Shawna. Entering her large room, and plonking onto the soft mattress covered in white duvets.
Despite the poverty the Bales lived in, Khadija made sure to try her best to provide for her children no matter the case.
And you could see that through both Shawna and Shyanne's ways of living.
Using a bright hot pink flat iron, Shawna perfectly her half done hair transforming it's texture from coily to straight.
"So whay did Mr.Carrman keep you behind for?" She asked watching her friend intently before looking back at herself and releasing her hair from the hot metal rod.
Amarist couldn't help but scoff jokingly at the situation she had been put into which caught Shawna's attention. She turned around confused and concerned "what happened?"
Mari sighed standing her arms up against the soft mattress before speaking "I'm tutoring someone all the way up until exams" Shawna shook her head at her best friends situation, turning back around to her large mirror placed against a wall.
Moving onto the ends of her hair swirling them into loose fake curls, she asks "who? I'm surprised it's not Shyanne cah-" just in that moment Shy kicked open the door making both the girls jump up in scares.
Pulling a bright blue and orange nerf gun on his little sister, shouting "why's my name in yah bludclatt mout?! Mhm?" He moved closer to the end of Shawna's king sized bed where Mari sat watching him.
Shawna swizzled around once again with her pink straightener in her hand suggestively poking it toward her brother who moved back hesitantly.
All the while cussing at him "Shyanne I swear if u don't remove yourself!" She shouted finally putting down her weapon annoyed with her brother.
As usual Shy ignored Shawna's remarks but instead turns toward her best friend "Don't worry bae I'll save you from her overbearing wrath" the pushed a laugh out of Mari who was used to the twins antics.
Shawna rolled her eyes carrying on with dolling herself up "shut up Shy, Mari was telling me something. Anyways who are you gonna be Tutoring?"
Shyanne looked between the two girls before settling his eyes on the girl beside him. Hoping for an answer to utter out of her.
"It's no one really."
Shy and Shawna looked at eachother through the mirror suspiciously.
