Tutor Class » Riley McDonough

prologue

Another day has passed, and it's time for me to go to my tutor class.  It's in a separate center from my school. It's where I "socialize" with people with different personalities. Well, mostly bitches. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Natasha. You could call me Nat for short. Yeah, I use a guy's name, deal with it. I'm one of those internet nincompoops, and I'm not regretting to be one. I happen to be studying in an all-girl school. So, I have no idea how to deal with guys. Even if I go to tutor class, I don't care about anything.

You could guess that I'm not that smart. Mostly, in Mathematics because let's face it, only the good ones survive it. Though, it is my favorite subject. I'm not going to lie.

Today is my twenty-second visit to the tutor center, and I've always felt awkward since I came there. Especially, because of a guy. 

One day, I was sitting in the largest room with other people, and I was quietly answering the 100 item Math practice worksheet. Someone, who unsuprisingly was 'Riley'. came to me, and places his head in an unwanted distance. He looks at my paper, and then looks at me. "Nice writing you got there!" he says. 

I look at him, and  back at my work replying, "Yeah sure. Right."

He's going to say something again in 3...2...1...

"May I have paper?"

*mentally flips table* LIKE HOLY NINCOMPOOP! I AM BUSY AS SHIT IN HERE AND YOU'RE GOING TO DISTRACT ME! I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF CALCULATING STATISTICS! I ripped a sheet of paper out of my pad, and gave it to him. I was silent in that tutor center, and I was used as divider for my co-tutor mates. But never was I placed beside him.

Anyways, as mentioned, his name is Riley. Riley McDonough. He's a senior, and I'm a junior. He studies in an exclusive for boys school, while I study in an exclusive for girls school. He's a smart dude. I don't even know why he's still here. In the tutor center, he always annoys Ms. Reynolds, our tutor. When he gets to the place after school, he places his bag at the usual place which was inside another room separating people from one another. Then, he roams around the small center. He chats with people which makes them lose concentration and chats him back instead.

Well, in the center, I only chat with five people. Clare, Christine, Brianna, Molly, and Kathy. Brianna, Clare, and Christine are actually one of the bitches but I don't care. Brianna's a senior, and the other two, together with Molly, are my batchmates. Kathy is a year younger than me, and she's the only one I could ever relate too when I talk about my favorite bands. Of course, I talk to her after I finish what I should review.

"Nat! Are you finished with what you were answering?" Ms. Reynolds asked. She was on the other room though, where Riley is supposed to be, so it was more like 'she shouted at me'. Thank God I always narrate my life in my head even if I was answering somthing. Now that's what you call talent!

"I'm done Miss! Ready to check my failure!" Yeah, I do that. a lot!

Ms. Reynolds comes out of the room, and comes to me. "Okay, number one-"

"NO! WAIT! HOLY CRAP! NOT YET!" Clare shouted. Oh, I forgot to mention that I'm always placed in the same room as them. If you could even consider it as a room. I mean, we're like in the outermost part of the tutor center with thin walls.

Ms. Reynolds glares at them and gives me the paper with answers, and asks me to check them.

A/N:
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