Teen Romance Fantasy

Act 31 (Ty)

"How many times do I have to tell you that you shouldn't buy this item?! It's a waste of ATP!"

"Clear the lane! The lane! Well done, they got the tower!"

"No, don't attack him! Focus their mage! Oh great, you're dead!"

Just for one hour I needed to listen to her nagging every day. It was bothersome. It was nerve wrecking. It was awful. At least the second hour was my turn to get revenge on the freak.

"Jesus, you damn idiot! That's clearly a metaphor! Get that word into your useless brain!"

"How the fuck was Abraham Lincoln supposed to sign the Declaration of Independence?! He wasn't even born yet in 1776!"

"That's obviously not diamagnetism! Did you even listen in class?!"

Well, as you might have expected, our daily tutoring session came to an abrupt end. The freak rushed out of my room without even getting all her stuff together. Once I noticed the half empty pack of cigarettes on my table, she had already been gone. We were seriously not getting anywhere.

I threw myself on my bed and tried to close my eyes for a minute. It cost me a lot of energy to work with the freak. There was a symbolic wall between us. No matter what I tried, I just could not understand her. As Siren I pitied her. As Sarah I hated her. She should have just given up on Sarah.

It was David who surprisingly woke me up later. He did not actually do anything in particular. He simply entered my room and picked up the pack of cigarettes as well as the test papers I wrote for the freak.

"You smoke?" He asked confusedly and worried. I was too much in a bad mood to get annoyed with him, since he finally decided to come home after four entire days.

"Obviously not. I'm tutoring someone and she forgot those here."

"Are you tutoring a child?"

"A child that smokes? How would you even get that idea?"

"There are these silly drawings of a sun everywhere."

"Don't mind them. That idiot draws them even on her exam papers."

For a moment David did not say anything. I noticed how he stared at the test papers or rather at the calculations the freak made. Usually David and I were rather similar. We shared almost the same dark skin. His was just a little lighter than mine. We had the same brown eyes and the same brown hair. Our eyebrows were thick and our eyelashes were long. David and I were almost the same person, just our brains worked differently. When it came to school, I was good at everything besides math. David on the other hand was bad at everything. The only thing he was kind of good at, had been math.

I would not have noticed if it had not been for David. He was the one that realised that the freak managed to get every question wrong besides the ones where she had to calculate something. She did not actually know what she was calculating but yet she got the calculations right every time. Even those that she should not have gotten right.

"We had that one in class the other day. My teacher couldn't even get it right."

"You're joking David. How did she get it right then? She doesn't even know what a magnetic field is."

"Don't ask me. You're her tutor. Figure it out yourself."

And so I did what David asked of me or at least I tried. The next day when she entered my room, I slammed the paper on the table right in front of her and asked her straight up what all of this was about. At first she did not even look at it. Her soulless brown eyes shifted around the entire room. She was acting unusual.

She moved her head around as if it was too heavy for her neck to carry. The more she moved, the stronger got the smell of cigarettes and alcohol. She did not even care to hide it behind her perfume like she usually did.

"Oh, I wrote this." she said absentmindedly, as she was more interested in the brownies I made for her.

"Yes, you did. How did you get the calculations right?"

"By doing the calculations? What do you want me to answer?!"

"These weren't easy questions! How did someone like you get them right, if you don't even know what a magnetic field is?!"

"Why are you shouting at me?! I might be dumb but I do know a little math!"

I could not help but stare at her. The freak was telling me that she was not actually that bad at math. How? I thought she was failing every class. How could someone like her be bad at physics but good at math? It did not make any sense. What was I not seeing?

"You're telling me you actually have a class you don't suck at?"

"Obviously. I do pass my math exams after all. If I wanted, I could easily get full marks."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm intentionally passing this class with a D. Ask my teachers. On every exam I always get the exact same amount of points. Just one point away from failing."

"Liar."

"You call me a liar and yet you have no prove that I'm not telling you the truth. Did you really think you were the only one with special talents?" She whispered terrifyingly. Her eyes were empty. She looked just like a doll, even when she was right in front of me. Our faces had been so close to each other that I felt her cold breath on my skin.

"Prove it."

"Give me your homework."

I was reluctant. She must have been mocking me. There was no way she could do my homework just like this. Nevertheless, I did what she asked of me. After ten minutes of silence, which were only broken because of the sound of the calculator which she had been using at most once or twice. I looked at what she wrote and noticed that it seemed rather confusing, since the numbers were scribbled all over the place. Not to mention the fact that she drew a sun again. Worst of all however, I had no idea what she wrote down.

"Done!" She announced all of a sudden.

"You're joking. There's no way this is right. I don't even know where all these numbers are coming from."

"We'll see about that. Hand it in tomorrow. I bet you'll get a perfect score for the homework."

She grinned at me in a mischievous way, once she noticed my confusion. With her eyes turning into marbles, it looked even more devilish. I bit my lip, holding myself back from saying anything stupid. I was hypnotised by her eyes. The next thing I knew, we found ourself in a different. It was empty with us two being the only exception. The silence made my heartbeat echo through the room as I could not help but being captivated by her presence. Her earrings sparkled as the light of the sun fell through my window. Despite everything, I knew one thing for sure.

I got myself into the wrong mess.