"...Ana?"
"Hey."
"Hm...you seem a little down, Kiddo. Tell Uncle Charlie what's wrong."
"Everything's fine...well..."
"Is it Chance? That ass. Or is it Farah? Honestly, they expect too much from you."
"No. It's not my parents. I was asked to tutor...a boy."
"Popular? Cocky? Good-looking?"
"Got that right."
"Well...If you like him-"
"Not in a million years."
"Oh,shut it. Your aunt said that when I was wayyy younger than you and now she just won't leave me alone."
"From what I heard, Aunt Gabby says you're the one sending her flowers and chocolates."
"Liarrrrrr. I can literally send you screenshots of the messages she sends me."
"..."
"..."
"...My parents won't tell me what's up with you and her. But I promise you that I will find out-"
"Good luck with that. By the way, we're supposed to be talking about this boy you tutor."
"He's horrible. Hey...changing the subject, huh?"
"Ana...in the nicest way possible...get out of my love life."
"LOVE LIFE?! You have a crush on Aunt Gabby!"
"Fuck off, Ana."
"What? I didn't say it."
"I will murder you if you tell Chance and Farah."
"SO IT'S TRUE?!"
"You really need a life. Bye, Ana."
"Uncle Charlie!"
"Don't 'Uncle Charlie' me. Go read a book or something."
"Fine, you ass."
"Love you too."
"..."
"..."
"...You do know that you started something huge?"
"Sadly...yes."
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Teaching Stupidity
Short Story❝Hello?❞ ❝Hey...is this Ana?❞ ❝...Maybe. Whom does it concern?❞ ❝She's my study partner?❞ ❝Uh...the phone is breaking up...crackle. Crackle. Can't hear you.❞ ❝...That wasn't even paper...❞ ❝CRACKLE. CRACKLE. CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU. BYE.❞ In which a gi...
