Walker Scobell

Cute Math Tutor

Walker was the kind of guy I'd picture myself with, the one I'd fall for (he's perfect honestly). With his beautiful golden curls, (I'm still in denial, it's not ginger alright!) And his beautiful ocean like eyes. He's beautiful, inside and outside. How do I know this? Well I once saw him outside of school, he was helping an elderly woman cross the road, it was the cutest, and he is ALWAYS sweet to everyone, I swear I don't think this man has ever been rude in his entire life.

 Why is this class always so boring? I'm daydreaming about him again. It's not like I don't want to be dreaming about him, trust me, I want to. It's just.... I am failing this class already and I should REALLY pay attention to all the dumb words my teacher is saying. But honestly, tell me when I'll ever need this stuff?

"Miss Y/l/n!" I sit up straight and look at my teacher, why is he looking at me like I have all the worlds answers? "The answer is 5x" I hear someone whisper from behind me, Walker, I'd recognize that voice anywhere. "5x?" I look at my teacher and he just nods annoyedly. "Oh my gods, thanks so much." I say as I turn my head to face him. "Of course, any time, honestly" he smiles. And damn, that smile, it could melt me into a puddle.

 He's showing of his dimples, he's trying to kill me, isn't he? I want to strangle him with his perfect hands, UGH. I smile back and his eyes change, I think.... I'm probably being delusional again. The delusional bitch that I am.

I turn back to face the front of the classroom and my annoying teacher, he really hates me, I swear. That bitch has hated me since I accidentally spilled a tiny bit of water on the floor. It wasn't a big deal or anything, I cleaned it up, no one tripped. I look at him with a confused face, what the hell is that? I don't get anything that's written on the whiteboard, which he notices. "Miss Y/l/n, do you know the answer?" he asks me with a smug face. I swear I'll punch him someday. "No, you don't? Maybe you need a tutor, get you to be a bit smarter." harsh. "Well.... I-" I try but he's probably right, I need a tutor.

I'm walking, more like strutting in the hallways, to my locker. I get to my locker and open it, getting the binders I need to study and put them in my backpack. I hate my backpack, I need a new one, and fast. I shut my locker and almost jump up from shock. "Hey, can I help you?" I ask Walker, yes Walker. He's here, leaning against a locker with a mesmerizing smile. Fuck butterflies, he makes me feel a whole zoo, this man. "Not really, but I can help you" he nods "What?" I chuckle. What makes him think that? Oh no, he knows, I mean he has to know, I'm probably so obvious. 

"Teach said you need a tutor, and I just happen to have good grades for math...." he grins. "Are you proposing you tutor me?" I ask with a groan.

 Look, I like him, yes, but does that mean I want to do more math just to spend more time with him..... No, right? "We start tonight?" He asks me "What if I can't tonight?" I try to get out of it. "I know you have nothing to do, smartie-pants." "Is it alright if I kill you about, right now?" I chuckle softly "My place or yours?" is his only answer.

"I like your room" Walker smiles as he walks around in my room, looking at everything with so much interest. "Thanks, I like it too." "Oh my gods, is this you? How cute" he chuckles and I see what he's looking at. I groan as I stand next to him "Yes, it's me. I was 7 alright, I didn't know any better." "don't worry, it's cute." He's basically calling me cute. Right? 

"So here is my desk" I walk over to my desk. "Where we study...." "Right, right" He chuckles as he sits on my bed. "Too bad you only have one chair." he says with a smug grin plastered on his perfect face.

"Right, you're right....." I sigh "let's study on the floor then". I sit down on the floor and Walker joins me.  "So... math" he grins "Shut up, please" I groan "I'm gonna throw my math book out of the window and tell it to get over it's x". A chuckle, a lovely, warm chuckle, Walker's chuckle. I look up at him "What's so funny now?" I scoff. "You and your hate for math" he chuckles "atleast I don't love it" I roll my eyes "aka you" I grin. "I'm not a math lover!" he tries to defend himself. "Math lover, math loverrrr!" I chuckle softly. 

"I hate you" he smiles at me with his adorable dimples and glimmering eyes. I hate him, UGH, he's too cute. "Awh.... that's too bad" I chuckle, when in reality I wish to say 'I love you too', but I just can't do that. "Whatever, whatever" he smiles at me, he seems to be lost in thoughts. "What?" I chuckle "What what?" he smiles. "Nevermind" "do your math!" he grins at me and I slap his shoulder.

"Miss Y/l/n, do you know the answer?" my teacher looks at me with a smug grin. "Actually, I do. The answer is 15x" I nod proudly. "That is....." he checks his calculator "right....?" I grin and turn my head around to look at Walker. As my eyes land on him I'm met with his eyes, already staring at me with a proud glow, he has a proud smirk plastered on his face as well. "I had a good teacher" I whisper to Walker "and I had an even better student" he grins back at me. 

Hey babes! Just a cute thingy.

I am willing to make a part 2, just let me know if that's what yall want.

I could make this longer but I try to go for a wordcount around 1000 and I'm on 1003 (only counting the words in the story), so yeah.

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