The Tutor | LaMelo Ball

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟺

Once we make it to my room, I tell LaMelo to wait outside for a second.

I make sure all of my underwear is put away and everything looks decent.

"Okay, come in!" I say as I sit on my bed taking off my shoes.

LaMelo enters my room and he looks around.

"It's nice in here," he states while sitting on my bed next to me.

He takes off his backpack and gets his notes out.

"Alright, lets get this party on the road!" LaMelo states while looking at me.

I smile at him and then I make a practice problem for him to do.

"Okay, do you know how to do this?" I asked while moving the paper towards him.

He looks at the problem and starts doing the problem.

"Is this right?" LaMelo asked while turning the paper towards me.

I look at him and I put my hand up.

He gives me a high five.

"Good job, time for a harder one!" I reply.

LaMelo laughs. "That's what she said!"

I roll my eyes and write another example down. "Stupid,"

LaMelo laughs even harder at his own joke.

"Are you- are you done?" I asked him once his laughter calms down.

"Yeah," LaMelo states before doing the problem.

I look at his answer and I shake my head no.

"Wrong!"

He nods his head before looking at the problem.

"It's right!" LaMelo argues.

I check my math and I shake my head no.

"My answer is right," I reply with confidence in my voice. "I'm your tutor, I'm always right!"

"What's a negative times a positive?"

"A negative!" I say.

LaMelo nods his head.

"So why'd you put a positive smart ass?" LaMelo questions me.

I look at my paper and I change my mistake.

"Whatever!" I reply while shoving him lightly.

LaMelo chuckles. "I'm your tutor, I'm always right, head ass!"

"Ha Ha Ha, very funny!" I reply as I write another problem.

Me and LaMelos continue to study for a while longer.

"Damn, maybe I should stop with all the math because my head hurts!" I say as I get off my bed and stretch.

I feel LaMelos eyes roam my body and I stop stretching.

"Let's take a break then," LaMelo says.

I nod my head and I look at him.

His cheeks are a light pink and he laughs nervously.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked while laughing.

"Nothin," he says while looking around my room at anything but me. "Let's play a card game!"

"Okay,"

I sit back on my bed and me and LaMelo play speed.

I keep on losing to him but I only have a few more cards in my hand every time he finishes.

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