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.

Carson who was still watching me, continued to chuckle. I finally look up to glare at him. "I'm glad that you are finding my frustration amusing." I said sarcastically.

That made him laugh more. "Are you aware that it doesn't make any sense cramming before a test?" He lifted his eyebrows questioningly at me.

"I can't help it. I've tried studying last night, but the more I tried, the harder it gets." I replied. I have to do well on this test, because if I fail another test, my maths grade will drop and then I won't pass maths. Mr. Malcolm had warned me that I have to pass the next test.

Carson 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 the brains to tolerate maths?

I 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 half of the problems on it.

During the test, I looked over at Carson. He was calmly solving the problems on his paper without any care in the world. It's like they were nothing to him. I looked back at my paper and tried solving the problems.

Fifteen minutes before class ended, Carson got up and brought his paper to the teacher's desk. I looked at him open-mouthed. He saw me looking at him and he winked at me. I shook my head at him and continued on my work.

At the end of the class, Mr. Malcolm took the paper from us and we left for lunch. I head for the cafeteria quickly. After that test, all I could think about was getting something to eat.

"How was your maths test?" Lucas asked me, when I sat down to eat my lunch.

"Please don't ask me about that test." I groaned just thinking about it.

"It was that bad?" Lucas asked.

"You have no idea. Let's just say that maths doesn't like me." I said, before taking a bite of my sandwich. I had made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich this morning, because Allan had left for work early.

Soon after I started to 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 continued to eat.

Lunch was almost up, when Carson left his table and head towards ours. He sat down directly in front of me. That wretched smirk planted on his lips. "Hey Kitten, how was your maths test?" I saw Kevin lifted his eyebrows at me through the corner of my eyes.

I rolled my eyes at Carson. "Don't patronize me, Carson. You know exactly how I did."

He tapped his chin. "Hmm, do I?" He then chuckled at the expression I was giving him. "Come on, it wasn't that hard. I'm sure you'll pass."

"That's easy for you to say." I replied.

"Well, you can come to my house after school and I can continue helping you." He said, the smirk returning.

"Yeah, yeah, okay." I said and he nodded his head. He saluted everyone at the table, before standing up and walking away.

"Kitten?" Kevin question, lifting his lips in a half teasing smile once Carson was gone.

"Yeah, that's his nickname for me." I explained. Jasmine looked at me, a wide grin on her face. I knew exactly what she was thinking.

"Hmhm," Kevin hummed. "Are you sure that it's only tutoring that you guys do when you're at his house?"

I tapped his head. "Are you sure there's a brain inside that head of yours?" I asked, smiling sweetly at him.

Kevin glared at me and I stuck my tongue out at him. I mean, he started it first, suggesting that there was something going on between Carson and I. Before anyone could say anything else the bell rang signalling the end of lunch.

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I had just finished my tutoring lesson at Carson's house and I was now walking home. I was happy to say that I was making progress and was starting to understand some of the topics that I used to have problems with. Thanks to Carson being patient and understanding with me.

I soon reached home and opened the front door with my keys. As I pulled the door open, the door was being pulled from the inside. It swung open, hitting the wall behind it. My eyes went wide as I saw a very drunk Allan standing in front of me. He was drunk a lot lately. He pulled me inside the house roughly.

"Why is it that you are always coming in at six and I know that school ends at two thirty?" He demanded in an angry voice.

"I...I was at a f-friend's house. He was tutoring me." I answered. I was really terrified of the murderous look in his eyes. I could tell he was very drunk. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Is that what they are calling it these days? Tutoring?" He asked pointing a finger at me. "You are a slut. That's what you are." He spat at me.

"You are way out of line." I said. I was trying very hard to contain my anger. How dare he calls me a slut?

Allan was near me in one movement and he grabbed my neck roughly. He began to squeeze it hard. "You are the one who's out of line, giving it to every boy who asks."

His grip tightened on my throat and I couldn't breath. I used both my hands to pry his off my neck, but it was no use. He was too strong. Finally he let me go and I began to cough uncontrollably.

"Now go to your room, you filthy slut! You disgust me!" He shouted at me.

I took up my bag that had fallen to the floor, when Allan had grabbed me and turned, running quickly to my room. I didn't want to take any chances of him finishing what he had started.

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