Hannah pov
My aunt dropped me in front of the school. I went straight to my first class as I was already late and give a knock on the door twice. "Can I have a talk with you for a minute Ms. Biersack?" A blonde middle-aged glasses woman known as Mrs. Leah calls for me.
I gave her a warm smile, a warm fake smile. "I am very upset of you. You never passed your math test, not even once Hannah. I know you are still depressed about your mom and dad, but this is important. You should get a tutor or something, just do something about it Hannah" She stares at me.
"You know nothing" I mumble as I stare into her eyes. "Remember, this is for you."
She's so full of shit and it's very annoying. Let's not mention her annoying habit of emphasising words.
But just like any other time, I have to face this sh*t just like how I faced the death of my parents. She was right, it is for me. "A'ight" I said.
"You may sit" She nodded as she expanses her hand motioning at my seat. "What's going on?" Vincent, a classmate, shooting me a question. "Not your problem" I said as I unpack my bag. Mrs. Leah stood up and began to talk about matrix and trash.
And what's more trashy is that, I lulled to sleep.
"Are you sleeping in my class?" The cruel teacher states with arms crossed her slim waist. I sit silently, couldn't think about any more reasonable excuse. I did fall asleep.
"This is my very last warning, do something to yourself so you can start learning shit which may take part somehow in your life and please Hannah, don't be rude to me" She scolded me then departed.
***
Everyone leaving out of the classroom like an ocean. Except for me and Ryan Miller, the smartest student in my class. In terms of appearance, he's okay I guess.
That's it, I could ask him to be my tutor! God had sent me an angel. Ryan Miller is just the right person who can give me an A for mathematic. I walked over as he was packing his bag, then I slide ahead of his table.
He looked up and had a look of surprise, his shiny black eyes glittered at me. It's kinda creepy but I gotta brush that off, i'm here asking for help.
I gave him a warm smile. He then smiles back at me, flashing his most winning smile. "C-Can I help you?" Says the tall-slender-guy. "I'll be just straight-forward okay? I need you to tutoring me in math since obviously you're a math expert and I really hope you can help me" I give him puppy eyes look.
"Ah sure, when we'll get started? Sooner the best I guess." He asks in small voice with his eyes still connected with me.
"Tomorrow sounds good?" I ask him in getting consent. "Yeah, perfect" He stated and this time, he's no longer sounded awkward and birdlike. "Cool, see you tomorrow Ryan Miller" I beam for the last time to the slender guy before walking away. "Cool" He says, it's creepy that I can feel his smiling without even looking at him.
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