"Tutor me" I demand. "What?!" He asks and I smile. "Typical little Jerome. I said tutor me, what part did you not understand?" "I understood what you said, but why?" Jerome asks with an eyebrow higher than the other. "Because I told you to and if my grades don't improve by the next semester, I'll get sent to France where my auntie lives" I say crossing my arm. He sighs and looks up at me, "what if I don't want to?" "Oh honey" I start, "you don't have a choice, whether you want to or not" and with that I walk away. "Wait Lea!" He calls and runs after me. "What's in it for me?" He asks. "Well, you get to keep your balls" I say knowingly, "and your virginity if you say yes but either way, you will tutor me anyway." His eyes widen at the fact when I said virginity and I grin, trying not to suppress a laugh, "Oh Jerome, I won't be rapping you anytime soon so don't worry!" And with that I walk away. — MILD COURSE LANGUAGE. 13+ readers suggested. ©copyright and reserved ®