Her saving Grace

Chapter 22

“That’s not going to happen, Kayla. I have never lost a match.” He said. His voice didn’t sound boastful, he was just stating a fact. “Now, are you done with the questions, or are you ready to do some maths?”

“Okay, okay, I’m ready.” I rolled my eyes at him and opened my book.

His tutoring session had finally began, which consist of him teasing and making fun of my failed attempts on some of the problems. He was also being patient with me just the same.

Yep, that has become the normal routine for every time I spent with Carson tutoring me. WARNING: A small amount of abusive content!

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A day has passed and now today was Wednesday. I was a little nervous today, because Mr. Malcolm had said we would be given a quiz in maths class. I know that I’ve been working with Carson on my maths, but there was still a far way to go.

I reached maths class ten minutes before the bell rang to practice some problems that I have trouble with before the test. And believe me, I had trouble with a lot of them.

I was spinning the pages of my book frantically in frustration and sighing heavily when Carson walked in. He sat down beside me and chuckled at my frantic behaviour. The problems on the pages started to make my head hurt.

to glare

you aware that it doesn’t make any sense cramming before a test?” He lifted his eyebrows questioningly

it gets.” I replied. I have to do well on this test, because if I fail another test,

just smiled at me and leaned back on his chair, putting his hands behind his head. He seems so carefree, like we weren’t getting a maths test today. Ugh! I groaned. Why did he have to get

didn’t have time to practice anymore, because Mr. Malcolm entered and told us to put our books away. When Mr. Malcolm gave me my paper, I groaned once again. I didn’t understand

problems on his paper without any care in the world. It’s like they were nothing to him. I looked

I looked at him open-mouthed. He saw me looking at him and he winked at me. I

Malcolm took the paper from us and we left for lunch. I head for the cafeteria

sat down to eat my lunch. “Please don’t ask me about that test.”

taking a bite of my sandwich. I had made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich this morning,

eat, Carson entered the cafeteria with his friends. They walked over to the table that they usually sits. As usual as they sat down, a group of girls and some cheerleaders walked over to their table to look attention. I shook my head at their behaviour and

directly in front of me. That

the corner of my

my eyes at Carson. “Don’t patronize me,

do I?” He then chuckled at the expression I was giving him. “Come