CATaclysm

Chapter 19: A Helping Hand

Teacher: So when you take the square root between point A and point B we are able to-

Ring. The school bell rings and everyone starts to pack up their things to head out home. Everyone except Charles, who is headed to the library.

Pedro: Hey Chars! Are you coming?

Charles: Sorry but I have to head out to the library and return some books. Catch you tomorrow though.

Pedro: Ight see you tomorrow then.

Pedro waves as he leaves the classroom with everyone else. Charles finishes packing up the last of his things and heads down to the library. When arriving he notices that there is another female student at one of the tables. She had bright red hair, red hair that he had seen several times before. It is clear that she is struggling with some homework. Charles returns the books and heads over to the table to join the struggling female student. She had the same uniform pattern as him, indicating that they were in the same year just different classes.

Charles: Hey! How's it going! My name is Char-

Amy: Sorry but I don't care who you are. So get lost!

Charles: Damn, I just wanted to say hi-

Amy: *Pushes him* I said get lost!

Charles is pushed to the ground by the redhead. All he wanted to do was offer help but it seems that she did not want it. Charles gets up and dusts himself off before taking his leave. He got to take a look at the girl's homework and saw that she was struggling with math. The math itself wasn't hard but maybe her teacher was Mr. Lizama. Such a lazy teacher, he just gives the students packets after packets and expects them to learn like that. Charles comes back the following afternoon and finds the same girl at the same table.

Charles: Heyo! You know I myself am pretty good at math if you want I can-

Amy: Aren't you the same kid from yesterday? I said get lost!

This time the female student threw a textbook at Charles. For some reason, this girl did not want his help. But this made Charles want to help her even more! The next afternoon, Charles tried to approach her again.

Charles: You should try the Pythagoras Theorem for this problem, here let me show you-

Amy: Damn it! How many times must I tell you? I don't need your help!

This time the redhead threw him the chair. The weekend came and Charles got to work. He made as many notes as could over the weekend and put them in a book. This time he made sure to arrive at the table before her.

Amy: Huh? What's this? "To the c-c-cute redhead"?

She read the note that was on top of the notebook and threw it across the library. Her face almost matched the color of her hair. But eventually, after a moment she got up and picked up the silly notebook. She quickly got to work on the packet. The notes were great. She could now understand every problem on her homework. She didn't want to admit it, even less show it but Charles made her happy with this gesture of kindness.