Millie's pov
"C'mon we are in the FOURTH day of your tutoring sessions!" Zayn slammed his hand on the tables.
Wanna know where we are? To bad I'm tell you...
Shut up
No, Well we are at McDonalds. Not only do I hate Zayn right now for yelling that out loud but there is teenagers everywhere.
People that I know. I bet they are planning to embarras-
"MILLIE! it's not that hard I have been re-teaching you this for three days already!" He stated.
"Okay sorry hold on," I bit on my tongue and looked down at the problem.
Okay carry the six...hehehe six, se-
MILLIE STOP
Six plus twelve is eighteen. I wrote the last number and slammed my pencil down. "Yes! Ha stupid Malik boy I did it!"
Most eyes turned to me making me cower lower into my seat. They are all still nosey and I'm glad I finally finished a paper of equations on my own!
Zayn grabbed my paper and his eyes scanned it.
Millie you will be stupid if you got all these wrong...
Oh shut up! I'm not stupid. Zayn looked up at me with a smile. Yes!
"You got them right!" He exclaimed "Do you understand this lesson now, like clearly?"
I nodded my head, "Does this mean we start a new lesson?" I asked. He nodded making me laugh in victory.
"Okay let's start the new lesson today but teach me on the way."
"What do you mean?" Zayn asked.
"I need to start my two-hundred hours of community! So we are going to the Plaza," I exclaimed.
I went into my things and grabbed out my applications. Zayn just looked at me crazily.
"This isn't your first time seeing applications...so stop staring," I muttered.
"Wait you're gonna fill all those out? You do know that these tutoring sessions are community service hours right?" He asked. I nodded my head, I barely knew about this yesterday.
This boy told me. "Yes but hello! It's two-hundred hours which means I need at least seven jobs who would need me..." I replied as I grabbed my objects.
Zayn didn't reply but he also packed his things up.
Haha! Stupid Malik boy.
"How am I going to tutor you then?" Zayn asked.
We began to walk outside. Of course none of is had a car so I guess we have to walk to the Plaza.
"Uhm...when in working you can talk...ill listen...and that's about it!" I replied.
"Yes but won't you get in trouble for that?" Zayn asked.
Will I?
Ehhh does it really matter?
No...
"It's just volunteer work, not an actual job..." I muttered. He scoffed and pushed his backpack on his shoulder.
"Hey just tell me about the next lesson, the more you teach the more I learn and then I don't have to ever see you again." I smiled sweetly.
"Please love, it took you four days to finish one lesson that was taught in the ninth-grade." He smirked.
