“Great job!” I beamed at Tyler, the senior kid that Mr. Barnes, the Biology teacher, had requested that I tutor. I gathered up all our papers and set them in front of him. “Mr. Barnes will most likely include meiosis and mitosis on this test, so make sure to study a bit more.”
Tyler groaned. “Why are we having another test?”
I shrugged and leaned toward him slightly. “That’s Mr. Barnes for you.”
“You don’t like him either?” Tyler joked.
“God, no.” I giggled. “I hate Biology.”
“You hate Bio? But you have, like, the highest grade.”
After picking up a pen, I twirled it in my fingers and leaned against the desk. “I’m more of a Literature and art kind of girl. The sciences have always bored me.” I smiled to myself. “But that’s a story for another day. Good luck on the rest of your homewor
