Professor F

August rolled her eyes and sighed, trying to calm her nerves. "Can we get started? I can only give you an hour today since I'll be starting my shift at four."

His lips twisted into a smile. "I see you don't want to talk about it." He crossed his arms on the table and leaned closer. "Hmm. I don't think you're single. It's impossible for a face like that to not have a boyfriend."

"Can you stop? Or I'd cancel your tutoring—"

"Lavender white mocha and 2-day cold brewed coffee for Pierre!" The barista called out on the claim counter.

"Oops! That's us!" He slides out of the couch and walked towards the claim counter and she can't deny the fact that Pierre attracts anyone's attention.

Just like Flynn. But this guy's too accommodating.

He walks confidently with his bad-boyish image and the people inside the coffee shop would look at him, almost gawking.

He's walking back to their table when a blonde girl wearing a short denim skirt, white crop top and white rubber shoes approached him and gave him a piece of paper. She saw how Pierre flashed his gorgeous smile and took the piece of paper in his hand while she blushed in her seat, witnessing how he flirts with the girl.

The guy is a charmer!

The girl seemed satisfied when Pierre handed her a piece of flyer from his back pocket. The girl went back to her seat and was grinning as she looked at the flyer.

She pretended to read on her own books until he gets back and placed the tray of drinks on their table. "Sorry for the delay. Here's your lavender white mocha. That's my sister's favorite, by the way."

She didn't know they have that kind of drink available to serve. She just cleans table so she's not really familiar with the drinks their baristas make.

She said thanks to him and took a sip from the cup, curious of Gail's favorite coffee's taste. And she must admit Gail's taste is pretty good.

"Are we just gonna start without knowing each other first?"

"I already know the information I need." She explained.

wouldn't even ask why I'm asking for your

you're bad

to hurt my feelings. I'm not

sleepy then?"

I wanna master the

"I know. Math is patterns. Music is

was amazed as he looked

"Of course."

"Do you love music?"

"Of course."

me a different answer other than Of course? Like say something about

him and herself alternately. "We are not doing this. You're paying me for the hour and we're not wasting our

pay for the additional

looking away. She cleared her throat to calm her nerves. She can't help

the books we'll use for the

"We have ebooks!"

like digital stuff. Makes me sleepy." He complained. "I'd rather have something that I can hold." He shows his fingers, she

explanation for his callouses and also, his look fits the one who plays guitar

curious and he's being persistent,

looked unprepared for that question and suddenly
looked uncomfortable to talk about it. "Well, I play a little of anything. Guitar.

left eyebrow

feel shy about something. "Well, I practice with my band after school, sometimes perform with them in Friday nights and with other bands as

not telling her something about himself. And like she'd always do, she respects that privacy he wanted.

nodded as she started to search for lessons she can discuss with him on her

sips on his cup and cleared his throat. "You want to

band being the special event held in West Park. She then saw the date and it's on a

main band." He points