Awkward

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"Um thanks?" I nervously replied. He just stared at me for another minute or so, making me so uncomfortable under his gaze.
"Ask to go to the bathroom." Shawn  whispered in my ear before getting up to walk to the teacher.
"Mrs.V um, can I go to the bathroom?" I stuttered, fumbling with my fingers.
"Yes but make it quick." She answered. I made my way down the hall to the girls bathroom. I was standing in the middle of the deserted bathroom on my phone just when a warm, familiar voice sent shivers down my spine.
"Hey there."
"Ahhhh!!" I yelled whacking the person in the face. Shawn.
"Shit! I'm so sorry!" I cried stroking his face.
"Nah you're fine." He said wincing from the pain.
"Why are you in the girls bathroom in the first place? And why'd you want to see me?" I asked.
"I wanted to ask you something."
"Which is?!?" I asked excitedly. Was he gonna ask me out?!? Wait no you don't want that, love fails you every time.
"Do you think you could tutor me? In Spanish I mean." My smile dropped. Oh. He only likes me for my intelligence. Im not surprised.
"Uh yeah. But you're in honors shouldn't you be really good?" I asked.
"That's because I got some nerdy girl to do my work for me." He chuckled. Wow he's a douche.
"Why would she do that?" I asked fuming of anger.
"You see if she did my work, I had sex with her in return. Simple. I mean I got two for the price of one. Good grades and a freaky hot girl to do the deed with." He scoffed.
"So you want me to tutor you in Spanish in exchange for sex?" I asked questionably.
"I mean if you wanna." He said winking.
"No! I mean I will tutor you but not in exchange for sex! The only reward you get is good grades! You're gonna be doing the work, I'm just gonna be helping along." I scoffed, crossing my arms.
"What's the fun in that?" He pouted.
"I thought you were someone who I could see myself getting along with, but I guess not." I fumed, walking away with a sway in my hips.
"Wait!" He begged. I turned around expecting him to say he was just joking.
"What's your number and address?" He asked pulling his phone out handing it to me.
I typed in my number and address, and then walked away disgusted. What a fuckboy.

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