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It has been a week since the double date and Scott and Katie's friendship continued to develop, but Scott made sure it stayed that way. The more he thought about it, the more he didn't want a romantic relationship with Katie. There was still just too much hurt from before and didn't think he could move past it. Lunch with her that day seemed to go well and she didn't bring up the date from Friday at all. He was worried she would want to talk about it, but his fears were never realized. Still that didn't stop his thoughts from thinking about it during his math class.
"Does anyone know how to solve the problem?" Mr. Jeffrey asked. Scott snapped out of thoughts, wrote out the solution to the math problem, and submitted it through his tablet. "As usual excellent job Scott."
Scott usually liked receiving such a compliment, but today it just seemed to ring hollow. A few minutes later the bell rang for class to end but Mr. Jeffery asked Scott and another girl to stay a minute after class.
"I'm going to be late for my next class Mr. Jeffrey," the girl complained.
"I'll send your teacher a note Alyssa, but that should be the least of your concerns right now," Mr. Jeffrey said.
"Why? I'm doing fine in your class," Alyssa complained.
"No, you're barely passing and about to lose your eligibility to continue cheerleading."
"Just raise my grade and we can forget about this."
"No," Mr. Jeffery said sternly. "I will not do such a thing. Instead I'm going to have Scott here tutor you."
"Um, you didn't ask me if I would," Scott said, confused about why he was being forced to tutor someone.
"You're right, I didn't," Mr. Jeffrey agreed, "but if you do this I will write a letter of recommendation to any and all colleges you are applying to so that you can get a better scholarship."
Scott thought about it for all of a second before turning to look at Alyssa. To say she was beautiful was an understatement. She was hot! Everything from her blonde hair, big boobs that he guessed were a D cup, blue, exotic eyes and overall body structure just screamed sexy. He guessed he probably never noticed her because he always sat in the front while she was sat in the back.
"Can you meet me after school or do you have practice every day?"
"I have practice every day moron," Alyssa said annoyed by the question, "but you can come to my house after I'm done with practice, except on game days."
"OK, that works for me."
"Whatever, I'll send you my address later on today. Can you send that note now?"
"I already sent a note to both of your teachers, but don't be too late."
With that Alyssa walked away at a fast pace wanting to get away from Scott as fast as she could. He knew she didn't want this, but Mr. Jeffrey had the power to control if she would continue to be a cheerleader or not.
Scott happened to have his English stuff with him already so he went straight there and sat down once he entered the room. Katie gave him a look conveying that she wanted to know where he had been. He in turn mouthed that he would tell her later and she nodded in understanding. Once the bell had rung for class to end, he waited for her and they left the classroom together.
"So why were you late to class?"
"Mr. Jeffrey held me after class to convince me to tutor a girl."
"Who?" Katie asked curious to know who this girl was.
"I just know she is a cheerleader and her name is Alyssa."
"Wait," Katie said stopping in the middle of the hallway, "you're going to tutor Alyssa Frank?"
Scott stopped as well and looked back at her. "Yeah, I guess."
Katie started to laugh. "You're going to need a lot of patience with her. She doesn't really care to do well and can be quite the bitch."
"I've noticed," Scott said. "She isn't happy that she could get kicked off the cheerleading squad if she doesn't pull her grade up."
"All I can say is good luck and may the odds be ever in your favor."
"Don't quote that stupid Hunger Games line please."
"And how do you know it is from that?"
"Because Sarah and my mom like those movies and hear them use that line more than I'd like."
"Well it is true in this case."
Scott let out a long sigh. "Don't remind me. I'll be surprised if she lets me tutor her for more than a week."
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Scott was surprised that Alyssa actually gave him her address. She told him to meet her at her house at five and he arrived there a few minutes early. He went up to the door and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later a woman who he assumed was Alyssa's mom opened the door.
"I take it you must be Scott."
Alyssa's mom looked like an older version of Alyssa herself and he had to remind himself to not stare like an idiot. "Yes, I'm Scott," he said.
"Come on in," she said, gesturing for Scott to enter the house. "Mr. Jeffrey told us that you would be tutoring our daughter and I'm glad you agreed to help."
"I was more than happy to help," Scott said through a fake smile. "It would be a shame if she got kicked off cheerleading."
"You don't have to fake it Scott," Alyssa's mom said, "I know you don't care either way if she stays on the squad or not."
Scott appreciated the fact Alyssa's mom knew the situation and didn't want him to lie about his intentions. "I don't really. I didn't even know who she was until Mr. Jeffrey had her to wait after class with me today."
"I'm sure she didn't know who you were either. Anyway, Alyssa is in the kitchen waiting for you."
"Thank you Mrs. Frank."
"You can call me Crystal."
Scott nodded and headed off into the direction he assumed would lead him into the kitchen. He saw Alyssa sitting at the table with her tablet and textbook out waiting for him. "So are we going to get this over with or what?" she asked impatiently.
Scott narrowed his gaze at her. "You're the one that needs help, not me. If you don't want it, I'll just leave then."
Alyssa did a double take wondering if she had heard Scott right. "What's with the attitude?"
"You're the one with an attitude," Scott said plainly, "I'm here to help you, but if you'd rather mouth off I can leave." Scott started to turn to leave.
"No, wait," Alyssa pleaded standing up and ready to chase after Scott. "Don't leave."
Scott turned back and looked at her. "Then don't give me an attitude."
Alyssa looked down at the table. "I'm sorry."
Scott walked around the table to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I forgive, but please don't waste my time."
Alyssa looked up at him with a smile. "I promise I won't."
They both sat down and Scott started going over the day's homework with her. As they progressed through the homework together he realized she could understand the lesson and only needed a little help with the homework. When they got done he sat back in the chair and looked at her.
"OK, what's really going on?"
Alyssa looked at him confused. "What do you mean?"
"You seemed to understand everything well enough that you didn't really need my help with the homework." Alyssa looked away from him. "Do you actually need my help or not?" Scott asked, wanting to understand why he needed to tutor her.
"It's not the homework that I have trouble with. I don't do it mostly because I don't feel like it," Alyssa said not turning her head to look at him.
"Then what do you need help with?"
Alyssa took a deep breath before working up the courage to answer. "I fucking suck at taking math tests."
"OK. Tell me what happens when you're taking a test."
"I don't know Scott. I just seem to go blank on the formulas and ways to solve the problems correctly. I can do fine on the homework because I have the textbook and notes on my tablet to remind of the formulas and such. I'm not under pressure or limited by time to answer all the problems."
With this new information Scott started thinking of ways to help Alyssa. "What if I make flash cards for you?"
"What are flash cards?" Alyssa asked never hearing of them before.
"You've never heard of flash cards?"
"Should I have?" Alyssa asked, shrugging her shoulders.
"Doesn't matter I guess. Basically you take three by five note cards and write the name of the formula one side and the formula itself on the other."
"So I would look at the side with the formula name and try to get the formula right?" Alyssa asked not sure this would work.
"Yes, that's exactly what you would do."
"I think there is a better chance of you making the cheerleading squad than that working."
"Let's at least give it a try before completely dismissing the idea."
"Fine," Alyssa agreed still not convinced, "we can give it a try."
"OK, do you want to come by my house tomorrow?"
"Sure, why not."
"OK. I'll send you a message right now with my address," Scott said as he typed his address on his tablet and sent the message to Alyssa, "and I will see you around the same time tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll see you at your house tomorrow."
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Scott was waiting patiently in the family room for Alyssa to come to his house, but his patience was wearing thin. He knew that cheerleading practices were about an hour and half long, but now it was over an hour after practice should have ended. He was ready to send her a message when the doorbell rang. 'About damn time," he thought to himself as he walked to the front door and opened it.
"I'm sorry," Alyssa said as soon the door opened. "Practice ran a lot longer than I thought it would today."
"I doubt that," Scott said not believing her for a second. "If you didn't want to come, all you had to was text me that you weren't coming."
"Honest Scott, practice ran late and I didn't want to come over and smell so I went home and took a shower."