✅ Tutor// C.B ✅

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"Yes"
"I have a few things. Are you feeling better from Wednesday"
"Physically or emotionally"
"Both"
"Well physically I have a constant headache and emotionally I'm feeling better"
"Okay Good for the emotional part. So I also want to ask you to reconsider your decision of tutoring the boys"
"I'll do it again I have nothing better to do. Plus it doesn't make me worry about everything"
"Okay perfect thank you so much"

I walk away and back at my desk

Soon after the boys walk in and then the girls quickly after

I take out my phone and just stare at it

"No ones going to be texting you" Christina says sitting down

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"Okay so I'm going to put you guys into three groups of 8. We will have *insert 8 names* for group one, Chloe, Christina, Corbyn, Daniel, Gabbie, Jack, Tate, and Zach for group 2, and *insert 8 names* for group 3"

Wow is he trying to actually kill me

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We all get into the groups and i end up in the middle of Corbyn and Gabbie.

*how the seating looks*

Christina Tate Daniel
Zach Jack
Corbyn Chloe Gabbie

*back to story*

Mr. Marais explains what we're doing and hands out the papers that we will do. As he puts our papers down i look at him with an annoyed stare and he just shrugs walking away

As long as I don't talk during this I should be fine

I look down and see I have a paper at my desk. I look to the side and see Corbyn slightly smiling at me

I take the paper and fill in the blanks as we are supposed to. It was super easy and I finish super fast

I put my paper away and secretly take out my math homework to finish

"That doesn't look like the amendments" Corbyn whispers smirking at me
"What?" I ask quietly looking at him
"I mean that's all numbers I don't see any amendments on your paper."
"I don't understand what you're saying" I whisper unknowingly becoming tense
"Relax I was just making a joke that's all" he says putting his hand on my knee... again.

Can this kid keep his hand away from my leg please. At the same time it does make me less tense and relax

I go back to my math and I can feel people glaring at me angrily

I look up and everyone is staring at me while also looking at where Corbyns hand is

I feel uncomfortable with them staring so I push his hand off

He looks at me as he puts it right back where it was then moving it further up my leg still looking at me

"please stop" I whisper to him
"Why" he whispers back
"People are staring and it's making me uncomfortable"
"Sorry" he whispers not moving his hand

I roll my eyes and I feel him going even FURTHER up my leg

I hear a cough and he quickly pulls his hand away