Teacher Say What?

"Kevin, would you stop that? You are eating like a pig." I said to Kevin as we sat eating our lunch in the cafeteria.

It was a week since the boys had took me to the gym and I found out Carson's extracurricular activity. Since then all I could think about was how dangerous it is and that he could get seriously injured. At least now I know why he has always come to school with cuts and bruises.

"No, I'm not." Kevin defended, his mouth stuffed with food.

"Eww," I wrinkled up my face. "Stop talking with the food in your mouth."

Kevin swallowed the food that was in his mouth and stuck his tongue out at me.

"Yeah, that's real mature." I replied sarcastically. He continued to do it, so I stuck out mine at him as well. Now both of us were having a game and it was hilarious. The both of us were acting like children.

"I see none of you are mature now." Jasmine said, shaking her head at us. She and Lucas were sitting in front of Kevin and I. Kevin and I couldn't contain our laughter anymore, so we both burst out laughing at our silly faces. Jasmine and Lucas shook their head at us.

After Kevin and I contained our laughter, we continued to eat. After a while, I heard Jasmine made a small gasping sound and I looked up at her, my eyebrows raised. She was looking ahead of her with a sad and confused expression on her face.

"Jaz, are you okay?" I asked, trying to get her attention.

Without looking at me, she tilted her head in the direction that she was looking in. Turning around slightly, I saw that she was looking at Tyler. He was standing near the cafeteria line with his arm slung intimately around a girl. His head was bend as he whispered in the girl's ear. The girl giggled.

I turned back around and looked at Jasmine with a confused expression. "What is that about? I thought he was into you." I asked.

"I thought so too." Jasmine said. "But it looks like he's into every other girl as well." She finally tore her eyes from the two people and looked down on the table. "I thought that he liked me. I mean he was always sweet to me and walked me to my classes..." She trailed off.

"Come on, Jasmine. You can't let that get you down." Lucas said.

"Yeah," I agreed. "It's his loss for throwing someone like you away."

"You guys are right. I should just go over there and give him a piece of my mind." Jasmine stated with determination.

"As much as I would like to give him an earful for playing with your feelings, I can't, because that would be creating a scene." I explained, sharing my thoughts about going over there and rip him a new one for using my best friend. "Also, if he didn't see how special you are, he doesn't deserve you in the first place. So, please let it go. He is not worth it." I replied, hoping this will make her feel better.

"But he..." Jasmine began.

"Jasmine let it go." I cut her off. I didn't want her to give Tyler the satisfaction that she cared.

Jasmine hesitated, so Kevin leaned over the table and began to sing. "Let it go, let it go. Can't hold it back anymore."

That worked as Jasmine laughed. "Seriously Kevin? Frozen? I didn't know you watch that."

"Um...what? I don't watch it." Kevin denied, getting embarrassed.

"Sure you don't." Jasmine giggled. I looked at Kevin and smiled at his discomfort. Jasmine was really enjoying torturing Kevin. I was just glad that Jasmine was distracted from Tyler.

Kevin threw his hands up in the air in surrender. "Okay, I've watched it once, but that's because my little sister forced me to watch it with her." He defended himself.

"Don't blame your poor little sister, Kev." Jasmine said, trying to hide her laugh. "Admit it, you loved it."

Kevin sighed. "Alright, you caught me. I have to admit, it was a pretty good movie." He confessed.

"Of course it is. It's Frozen. You couldn't say anything less." Jasmine replied smugly.

"What kind of movie is Frozen? I've never watched it." Lucas asked.

"It's a Disney Animation. You have to watch it." I said.

"No, thank you. It doesn't sound like my kind of thing." Lucas shook is head vehemently.

Jasmine leaned over to Lucas and pinched his cheek. "What's the matter, Lukey boy? You don't want all those girls that you are always chasing after to hear that you have watched Frozen?"

Lucas swat Jasmine's hand away. "Of course it's not that."

"Hmhmm." Jasmine's hummed.

I turned towards Lucas. "Well my friend, you better be prepared because you are going to watch it." I said, sending a mischievous smile to Jasmine.

"Oh yes, he is." Jasmine agreed, rubbing her hands together.

"Oh God," Lucas groaned. "What have I done to deserve this?" Jasmine and I just laughed at his reluctance.

******

I was currently in maths class, which was going on forever. Finally, the bell rang. I gathered my books, put them in my bag and started to leave the class with the rest of the students.

"Miss. Green, may I speak to you a moment?" Mr. Malcolm called, when I was walking by his desk.

Great. Couldn't I have just made it to the door?

I went and stood in front of his desk. He waited until every student left the class, before he began. "Miss. Green, your grade on the last maths test was unacceptable." He said, scolding at me under the rim of his eyeglass.

I know, sir. I promise I'll do better." I replied.

"You didn't do so well on the previous ones either." He intertwined his hands and rest them on the desk. His beady eyes were intense. "Are you aware that if you continue like this, you will fail mathematics and you won't graduate?"

"Yes sir. I'm really trying my best." I was. It's not my fault I found maths difficult.

"You're not trying hard enough, because I'm not seeing any improvements." He said sternly. I didn't say anything, so he sighed and unclasped his hands. "I have arranged for someone to tutor you. He is one of your classmates and one of the top performers."

A tutor? He can't be serious. I knew I didn't have a say and plus I wanted to bring my grades up, so I nodded. "Who is he?" I asked.

"Carson Knight." He responded.

Carson Knight? One of the top performers? Surely he must be talking about a different Carson Knight. However, I knew it was the same Carson that I was thinking, because I was pretty sure there weren't any more Carson Knights at this school.

Suddenly, a thought hit me and I frown. "Wait, but Carson is not in this class." I stated.

"Yes, he is." Mr. Malcolm nodded.

Seriously? So how is it I've never seen him in this class? He really was lucky. He didn't come to class regularly and Mr. Malcolm pardons him. Talk about favouritism.

"I've already talked to him about it, so meet with him and work out times when you both are available." Mr. Malcolm continued, then added on a warning note. "And I need to see an improvement on the next test. No more excuses."

"Okay, Mr. Malcolm." I said, as I turned and walked from the classroom.

As I walked to my final class of the day, there was one thought that kept twirling in my head.

I was going to be tutored by the school's bad boy.

Talk about irony!