"This is such bull." I muttered as I look down at the test paper. A huge score of zero sits in the top left corner. "Summer school is such bull." Annoyance comes to life within me and I crumple the paper in my fist.

"Now, a lot of you did amazing on this test and it just shows how hard you've been working. There are those of you, however, who need to apply yourselves a small bit more." As Mr. Dunrier speaks the last part his green eyes meet my hazel ones. I grit my teeth together and look towards the door. Thankfully, the bell chooses that moment to ring and I just about make my chair fall from how quickly I stand up. "April, my desk please."

"Dammit." I let my bag fall back to the floor before making my way up rather slowly to the desk at the front of the room.

Mr. Dunrier waits for everyone to finish clearing out of the room before turning towards me. He leans back casually in his chair, locking his fingers together. For the longest time, he doesn't say anything and it's just a really awkward all out staring competition.

"What's going on April?" He finally asked. I breathe out a sigh and blow a strand of my blonde hair from my face.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Nothing's going on." Mr. Dunrier sighs and shakes his head. He leans forward, causing me to take a step back.

"You're not applying yourself as much as you should. April, the only reason you're here is that, without this summer school, you won't be able to graduate this coming year with your classmates." He furrows his brow, trying to understand me in some way. "Don't you want that?" I cross my arms over my chest at this and look away from him. I've always hated talks with teachers and this one is no exception.

When Mr. Dunrier knows it's clear that I won't be responding he turns in his chair and shuffles around some paper.

"If that's how you want to be, that's fine. While you're here, however, you are my student which means it's my job to try and make sure you actually do well on your assignments and tests. I'm assigning a tutor to you. Now, don't worry, it'll be someone from this class. Their name-"

"I don't want a tutor." I cut him off, my voice slightly heated. Mr. Dunrier doesn't even look at me as he responds,

"Well, that's not really a concern of mine as your only choices are expulsion or a tutor." My arms fall limply to my sides at that and he quickly glances at me before continuing. "Harsh, I know, but it's the only way I know of to get your cooperation."

"Who is it?" I grumble and he doesn't answer me so I ask again, louder. I notice the corner of Mr. Dunrier's mouth tip up.

"His name is Alex. I'm sure you won't have any trouble with him. He's a very bright student and has always been my go-to tutor for those who need one." My arms come back and across my chest.

"Then, why the hell is he in summer school?"

"Extra credits that he deems he needs. He's very studious." Mr. Dunrier finally finds the paper he's been looking for and turns to face me once more. He extends the paper out making it obvious he wants me to take it. I do and look down at it. "That's your tutoring schedule. Alex and I sat down to craft it." My eyes fly over the dates and times, landing on the one where I'm supposed to be there in two days.

"I can't go this day." I said, looking up at Mr. Dunrier. He's back to paying his desk more attention than me.

"I'm sorry, but that schedule is concrete. I'm sure your parents and friends will understand any cancelations. That's all for today, April." He said, effectively dismissing me. The asshole. I've never liked Mr. Dunrier to begin with so when I found out he'd be my summer school teacher, I instantly knew I would be in deep shit.

I look back down at the schedule and the day I know I won't be able to make it. Then, my eyes go to tomorrows date. I'm supposed to meet this dude in the library tomorrow after class.

This freaking sucks.

I sigh inwardly as I grab my things and march out of the room.

YESSSS!!!! Story number 6 has been started. Hope you enjoy and see you at the end.