Tristan
Sunday was gone in a flash. All the good times end so fast....
And as same as everybody else I too hated the devil's day, which is Monday. I saw Jesse here and there and we offered each other small smiles. We never had any conversation since the last weekend.
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Currently, I'm in chemistry class trying to figure out what the heck is our teacher saying. God!!!! Why isn't the bell ringing? It feels like a decade has passed.
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"Okay students. That's all for today. But before you go I have something to tell you," Our professor said putting her book on the table before folding her arms. Uh-oh, that doesn't sound so good.
"We'll be having a chemistry exam the next Monday and I don't want anybody in my class to fail that. Did you hear me? " She said giving us a murderous look. "And if you fail, your parents will be hearing from me," she said before she walked out.
I gulped. s**t! My dad would support me in everything but messing with my studies isn't one of them.
I need Jesse's help.
I quickly messaged him.
He agreed to tutor me every day till Sunday. He's my savior. I'm a total dumbhead in chemistry, so one day isn't enough for me to study that whole subject. I have to start from one.
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I went home after college ended. I decided to pick Jesse at 5. He would need some time to freshen up.
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After picking him up, we went to the grocery store and bought some things to cook dinner.
He is really kind. If anyone else was teaching me, they would have kicked me out of this planet. But he explained everything patiently.
We cooked dinner together and I dropped him off after we had dinner. It was nice spending time with him. He's really shy and adorable whenever I make fun of him for blushing.
He's a good guy.
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We followed this routine for the next three days. I guess I could say I'm improving. I understand chemistry a bit now. I started paying attention in the chemistry class and I could understand something here and there now. If this goes well, I could hopefully pass the chemistry test.