He's Basically My Brother M.C.

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"well at least we got something done" i sighed

he said he wouldnt speak to me again unless i told him how to say 'my dick is long' in spanish. and he just laughed and kept repeating that phrase, and by laugh, hes been dying. that is what we got done. i dont think im fit to tutor him. actually, i dont think anyone is fit to tutor him.

"mi polla es larga" he laughed

"are you ok? the bell rung, you should get to your next class" i grabbed my bag.

"it sounds so weird, mi polla es larga" he wiped his eyes which had tears in them.

"i have art, so mr. tam wouldnt mind if i was late, do you need help?" i asked, genuinely concerned.

"im fine, but mi polla es larga" he laughed again.

"what do you have" i sighed

"i have art, with mrs. chun" he sobered up

"do i need to hold your hand through all of this?" i sarcastically said

"yes" he said seriously

"wow, sober now huh? lets go, mrs. chun is right next door from mr. tam" i tapped his arm.

"treating me like im drunk now ay?" he raised his pierced eyebrow

"youre acting like you are" i rolled my eyes

"lets go" i repeated

"fine fine" he grabbed his bag.

"mi polla es larga" i heard him mumble under his chuckle.

"youre weird" i walked out to door, with him following me.

"but you like weird" he winked

-

"jerry, how was school?" mum asked quickly

"goo-" i started

"great, youre home alone with calum, dont break anything please, i have to go to work, my boss says its urgent" she kissed my forehead and ran out to door.

ok?

i walked to the couch and opened my bag. i pulled out my math homework and started it. i did all my other homework in art so i dont have to worry about that.

-

the door opened and i heard calum and michael. i ignored them and scrolled through my instagram feed.

"calum, by the way, mum went to work" i say

"mkay" i heard him reply.

"we'll be in my room if you need anything" calum said

"that blonde was so hot though, whyd you pull me away?" michael whined

"disgusting" i mutter