Enigmatic ✔

25|Tutor

Stella

"So..an assumption in the malthusian theory is that there is no such thing as overpopulation as long as the food is evenly distributed"

I stared at the female whose name I learnt was Shay, my mother called her for my tutoring session, "Actually.." I start, confused. "That's the Marxist theory, the malthusian theory suggested that the world indeed was overpopulated.."

"It does?" She says looking down in her book. "Oh yes, it does, my apologies" She says.

I figured she was just off to a bad start until she started saying alot of incorrect answers.

I'm confused because I thought she was supposed to be helping me, instead it's the opposite.

I closed the book she had infront of her, "Give me some differences between a 'developed' and 'developing' country?"

"Uh..Um.." She stuttered.

"I'll give you a clue....unemployment and poverty, where is it high and where is it low?"

"Low for developed and high for developing?" She asked.

"Did you just guess that?"

She looks down, nodding.

"Know any views?"

She shook her head.

"Any criticisms?"

The hope I had was fading.

"Then how are you tutoring a subject you know nothing about?"

"Because I need the money" She lets out surprising even herself before sighing, "At school I saw that your mother was looking for a tutor so I suggested myself and begged a few teachers to lie about my grades so she'd hire me, Stella please don't tell your mother, I've seen your grades and hear how the teachers talk about you, you are literally the smartest person in school, I, for one do not think you need tutoring, you already have all the knowledge"

I don't even know what to say to her except, "Why do you need the money?"

"My father, he's sick and my mother alone can't afford the hospital bill or his treatment, and I keep trying to get jobs but it hasn't been working out, this is the only one that did, please, please, please Stella"

"You are not lying to me are you?"

"Why would I lie about something as serious as this?"

I looked at her, my soft heart would be the death of me.

"Okay. But it can't go on forever, I'll give you a few weeks"

"Thank You" She breathes out.

I nod getting up from the carpet to go check my phone,

🦁: I miss you already. Heard school was cancelled today. Am I not pshychic?

🐛: You said nothing about school being cancelled Hudson.

Why must you always go against me?

I did nothing of the sort.

😂😂
Are you okay btw?
Where has your mind been?

My mother got me a tutor..

You don't need a tutor. What gives?

She said my grades decreased by five percent...

If your mother ends up missing one day, don't worry I got it covered....

Hudson stop 😂😂
Look whatever makes her sleep at night.

Even if it's hurting you in the process?
Look all I'm saying is your parents are idiots.

Regardless they are still my parents Hudson. Please respect that.

I do, but they are the only thing keeping me from  coming over and ripping your clothes off, so sorry if I'm a bit if-fy with my feelings towards them.

All you do is make me flustered.

Part of my job. See you later, beautiful.

😘

Talking or even texting Hudson always makes me feel so much better.

"I didn't know you would be this cool about this Stella" Shay says from her position on the carpet.

"What do you mean?" I asked putting the cup of orange juice to my lips.

"You always seemed kind of stuck up to me, but your actually cool"

I didn't know how to reply wirh words so I just smiled and we sat in scilence until the session was over my mother came to check on us.

"So how was it?" Mother asks.

Shay turns to me, non-verbally asking for help. "It was good mother, I think we have perfect chemistry and you will very much see an improvement in my grades"

"Ah, wonderful" She says escorting Shay out but not before she mouths me a 'Thank You'.

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(The other day)

"Stella, it's Sheriff Myles..could you come down to the station?"

"Of course"
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"So we found out that both of the victims went to the same school at the same time and according to the phone records they called each other quite frequently.."

"Gang business?" Is the fist thing that popped into my head.

"That's a working theory..and the funny thing about the victims is that both of them last talked to the same person before they died"

"The same person?" I said. "So it has got to be gang business"

"Not necessarily..I was going to drive out to q-"

"I'm coming" I tell him.

"Your fath-"

"Will not find out if you don't let him" I finish.

The officer thought on it before we headed towards the police car. "So the male's name is Irvin Young..40 year-old dentist-"

"Occupation again" I say. "Connection..Jealousy..ugh it's just not adding up"

"Relax Stella, we need to get all the peices before we start putting them together"

"Your right"

"We'll be there in a few.."

I nod watching the road infront of me.
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