i totally forgot name of kid

Rough MK summary

Okay, really rough summary of what’s happening. Aoko and Keiko talking about the buddha the thing.
Keiko asks where Kuroba-kun is since they usually walk together. She wanted to go with him but he said that he wanted to surprise them so he told them to go ahead.
“White… Just like I though it’s white…”
Page is missing so it continues with KAito saying “That’s why I’m telling you that this great Kaito-sama is gonna take you anywhere you wanna go for free, be it the amusement park, the zoo or the aquarium! (OMG, KAITO YOU SURE?!)
Aoko’s touched! "Kaito…”
“W-Well, if you don’t wanna ride on the bike that’s also totally fine, so…”
“Correct, that’s the tower card. Tension - sudden accident - regret - unfortune - grief -shame - natural catastrophes… A card with lots of negative meanings is the one I got for you when I was tarot this morning” (NEGATIVE? YOU THINK??) How ‘bout canceling  tonight’s job?“
"Told you I’m not KID!”
“Also, I’m also different from my name today…white” HA!
HAKUBA ENTERS! “I see, a Suzuku GSX 250R, huh?”
Akako “Ah,Hakuba-kun!” (I’m surprised he’s walking to school, where’s his limo?XD)
Hakuba “ I’m gonna be helping the police tonight, giving advice. ANYWAY, seems like you forgot that commuting to our school by scooter…”
Obviousy, Kaito forgot. XDDD


Nakamori “Kid disappeared! Along with Aoko?!” “WHAT?”
“What’s this engine sound?”

…Eh? Kaito!?

Well, I totally forgot about this until now.

TRICKSTER: Mister, my name is Ed Coleman, my wife’s name is Amelia, I got two kids, for crying out loud I sell ad space

- 3x11 Mystery Spot

and then

AMELIA: Jimmy, you sell ad time for A.M. radio. 

4x20 The Rapture


totally and utterly forgot about posting on tdov on tumblr this year, so happy (belated) trans day of visibility! This year has been huge for me, with the addition of lots of new masculine clothing and (my favourite), swim trunks! I’m also called by my chosen name at school all the time now which is nice. Just still deeply closeted with my family. I hope this year has treated you well and you know you’re valid ⚥


@misterleet replied: wow! family goals lmao… i thought their younger son was called talus??? maybe that’s someone else though

i totally forgot ab that! i think “Talus” might be his real name, and Mateo some sort of nickname or extended name? idk LMAO,, in Alex’s wife’s instagram they refer to him as “Talus” more now that i look, but the reason i thought his name was Mateo was because there was one post in particular where Somak had to write an apology letter to him and it was addressed to “Mateo”. i guess i latched onto that name LMAO. (i’m assuming that the letter is for his younger brother and not some other kid LMAO)

but there are more instances that he’s called Talus so i guess you’re probably right! 

Things That Have Occurred At Saxophone Group Parties:
  • - Freshman guy climbed onto the top of the swing set and walked across it like a balance beam.
  • - Same freshman guy did a backflip off said swings.
  • - A different freshman guy tried to flip off the swings and face-planted.
  • - Senior girl, "You know I figured out a really hard math problem and then if found out *other senior's name* was curing cancer at *nearby college* and that sums up my talent."
  • - Upperclassman girl, "I'm always a slut for potato chips."
  • - Squad leader was flipped off after exiting the highway.
  • - I calmly pointed out a spider on my squad leader's arm. She started to scream and almost crashed the car
  • - Played a game of Mau and some of the lines were "Yeah Boiiii" "(name) of all gays" "This is like totally how i drive" and then one of the seniors took out Mau cards and started using them for solitare mid-game.
  • - our seniors kept asking why our section never did bonding activities like the clarinets
  • - one kid started singing careless whisper over and over
  • update: i previously forgot this incident.
  • - squad leader lands on another squad leaders lap and says "i'm not sure if this is racist because you're Indian but you smell like Indian food."

Tagged by @alltoonedup! Sorry I didn’t post this earlier, I drafted it and totally forgot about it rip

Name and nickname: Brittany and my nickname is Britt. Fun fact I didn’t like being called Britt as a kid and nowadays although I will never refer to myself as “Britt” I don’t mind if I’m called it.

Height: 5′2′’ / 157 cm

Zodiac sign: aries

Orientation: asexual, something on aromantic spectrum idk feelings are weird

Ethnicity: white

Favorite fruit: PEACHES especially white peaches, they’re sweeter

Favorite season: summer or winter I can’t decide

Favorite book: @orokukarai‘s fics

Favorite color: red

Favorite animal: harp seal

Coffee, tea or cocoa: if we mean cold, tea. if we mean hot, cocoa.

Average sleep hours: night where I need to wake up early: 3-5. night where I don’t have to wake up early: 7-10

Cats or dogs: dogs

Favorite fictional character: you know it

Number of blankets I sleep with: 5

Dream trip: don’t really have one, I’m not the traveling type

Blog created: sometime in July 2012, I didn’t start using this regularly until February 2013. I deleted all my pre-February 2013 post but I did have posts from before then at one time.

Number of followers: 693

fancyrussiansushi replied to your post “Hey anyone want to tell me something fun about your fallout oc(s)???”

I totally forgot to give my lone wanderer a name when I started, so I just began nicknaming her “E”. She left the vault not knowing a damn thing, and communication is hard since no one really knows sign language out in the wasteland. She’s good hearted, even for a kid that’s lost everything, and tries to employee the values her parents had, even after their passing. My courier on the other hand goes from lawful good to chaotic/true neutral really quick. Dollie doesn’t remember a thing, only flashes. TLDR after finding out she just,,,,, goes full evil, but has a soft spot to places she visited when she couldn’t piece everything together. Glynda is my SS and she can’t smoke a cig for shit, despite girlfriend 1 Piper going off like a chimney every ten seconds. Her husband was married and had a child with a friend of hers, got with Glynda to stay in states but had no romantic interest in each other. This lady is married to like 5 ppl now and I wanna say dogmeat was the ring bearer. 

I LOVE ALL THIS. I can’t say a lot about your lone wanderer cause again eeeh I never played Fallout 3, but I am pretty sure the people that care about her will go out of their way to learn sign language so they can make communication easier. It’s the least the deserves honestly. 

Your courier sounds dark, and honestly REALLY down my lane, because I have a thing for those characters that start off somewhat okay and good, and then they begin to falloff. It is a very interesting development of character, I usually write from bad to good arcs, but this is something that’s really interesting. I do hope she didn’t destroy Vegas?

I LOVE WHEN PEOPLE BEND TODD’S SHITTY BEGINNING THANK YOU! I hope Glynda helped settled all the bullshit going on in the Commonwealth so that she can enjoy her married life with 5 people, being cute with Piper and also long walks with Dogmeat cause even in its destroyed state of a wasteland, the Commonwealth is beautiful. 

@kuronekonerochan : I think his son might be either the 2016 transfer cop gone missing, the one running away, or most likely the female. His partner is the baby of the widow with the murdered wife in the past. I bet he is also his neighbor.

That’s a really good point. I forgot about that young guy in the car at the beginning…

I wonder, then, if that kid of the murdered mother changed his name, or if his dad changed it, because wouldn’t it be the same? He’s probably on a revenge mission and is undercover, you’re right. 

That would be interesting if the woman was his kid, but I think she’s just there so the writers can claim that the drama isn’t a total sausage fest…

The Game - Michael Clifford Smut  (daddy!kink)

(Hi guys! So in celebration of reaching 9k followers I thought I’d post a Michael smut, since I haven’t done very much of him, and I’ve been working on this for a while now. It’s really hot. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!) 

daddy!5SOS series: Ashton, Michael

Word Count: 4,150+

Requested: Yes. 

Smut: Yes.

A/N: They are at a club to start so if you’d like to listen to this song while reading the club part you can, or the other songs mentioned. I do.  

The Game. 

I popped the colorful straw between my red stained lips, shivering once the chilled, sweet liquid burned my tongue. The alcohol had found its way to my head around a half n hour ago, but I hardly cared. I chewed gently on my straw, my eyes searching over the crowd of sweaty,drunken young people. Bumping up and grinding, heated hands dancing over eachother’s bodies intimately. I knew exactly what I was searching for, the nice guy. The one who looked semi awkward as he stood off to the side, watching his mates dance, and converse with pretty girls. Cute of course as always, but never approachable because of the stance he took, the way he scrolled through hisphone, raising his eyes swiftly to sweep the crowd then dropping them back tothe lit screen in his palm. He was never bothered because girls always saw him as someone of importance, like he wouldn’t give them the time of day. But I knew better. I knew boys just as well as I knew my own body. He would give any pretty girl that approached him his full attention, he was just too friendly to go out and blatantly hit on a girl.

Bingo. He was standing at a high table off to the side, clearly not using the stools due to his height. I doubted his legs would even fit under the small table if he tried. He was cute. More than cute. He had tall blonde hair, and broad shoulders. His body adorned in tight black skinnies and a low cut long white shirt, a red and black flannel placed over top. I bit my lip as I looked at him and smirked, pulling the straw out of my glass and throwing back the rest of my hardly drunken cocktail. I smoothed out my tight black dress, adjusting it so just the right amount of cleavage showed, I wanted to take him back to my place for a hookup, not come off as a desperate show off. I ran my fingers quickly through my curled hair and then set off, my heels clicking against the floor in beat with the loud club music blaring through the room.

I placed a sweet smile on my made-up face as I approached the table, and by the time I’d reached the table he was staring at me with slightly parted lips. 

“Hi there, mind if I join you?” I questioned with a shy voice, one I used to trick boys into thinking I was just as socially awkward as they were.

“Yeah.” He gave a small smile and flashed the lip ring adorning his lip I hadn’t noticed before. “Wait, I mean no, no I wouldn’t mind. Sorry, always get those mixed up.” He laughed lightly. He was very attractive, and broader than I’d thought. 

“It’s okay, me too.” I grinned as I pulled myself up onto one of the stools and turned to him as I crossed my legs. “I’m Y/N by the way.” I offered as I held my hand out.

“Luke.” He nodded as he shook my hand. “You here alone?” He questioned as he picked up one of the beers off of the table and brought it to his lips. 

“Yeah.” I giggled shortly. “But clearly you aren’t. I mean unless you just like to drink four beers at a time.” I joked as I gestured towards the bottles spread across the table.

“Oh no.” He laughed as he put his beer down. “I’m actually here with my three mates.”

“Oh?” I smiled. “And they left you all alone?” 

“No actually, they went off dancing. I’m not too much of a dancer.” He chuckled. “But that guy there, with the brunette? The one with the black and blonde hair? That’s Calum. And the one over there with the longer brown hair, with the blonde, that’s Ashton. And Mike…well if I’m being honest I have no idea where that idiot got off to. Probably fucking someone in the bathroom.” He shrugged and I nodded, looking back to eye the other two. They were very attractive just like Luke, which made me curious to know what the other one looked like.

“Well what do you say, we get you something stronger than what you’re sipping on and then see if you might want to dance?” I cocked my head as I raised my brows.

“Stronger, yes. Dancing, I’m not too sure.” Luke licked his bottom lip slightly as he eyed me.

“Oh please.” I whined as I hopped down from the stool. “I love dancing.”

“Fine, but only if I get to dance with you.” He smirked as he slipped his arm around my waist, leading me towards the bar. He was tall but from the way he casually held my waist and walked cockily I could tell he wasn’t anywhere near new to girls. Perfect. He was exactly what I’d been looking for. He was experienced, but still friendly.

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Not Technically A Jedi- Part Two

Anakin x Reader

Summary: Reader has been working in the Jedi temple for years, living close by for safety from their family. When a sudden threat prompts you to have a small security detail, things get close with a certain padawan.

Words: 2,063

Warnings: more swearing.

A/N: Part two is here! Thank you to everyone who left me nice messages for part one, and for making it my biggest fic so far! Please enjoy, and feedback, positive and negative, is always appreciated! Thanks everyone! (Gif is NOT mine)

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itsqueermrmarvin  asked:

In the Harry Potter AU, Washington is totally Dumbledore. Alex, John, and Lafayette would probably be the Golden Trio too.

this… is true. except laf is gonna have to be harry because lams is actually romione you feel? 

like. laurens backing lafayette in his duel against burr. alex tags along yelling at them for breaking the rules. madison tags along too because he forgot the password to the dormitory. (also alex setting jefferson’s robes on fire because he’s totally snape)

laurens hexing burr because he called alex a m*dblood. barfs up slugs for the rest of the day. WHAT A KID. 

ALEX PUNCHING BURR IN THE FACE. HE JUST. PUNCHES HIM AND RUNS AWAY. laf and john don’t even know what to say

“lafayette,” wash said C.A.L.M.L.Y. “did you put your name in the goblet of fire.”

john adams is totally umbridge. “now who could you need protection from?” “OH I DON’T KNOW MAYBE KING GEORGE III” (chorus goes “ooooh”)

burr having washington at wandpoint but not being able to do it so jefferson steps in and does it oh no im making myself sad

john and alex making out furiously in the middle of battle. “guys do we have to do this now” asks laf. he is ignored. 

“george thomas lafayette you were named after the two bravest men i ever knew” (alex glares @ laf in the background)


Para Sempre Part Four

“Yes that’s my last name.” You said and you turned around and started to walk away again.

“Y/N wait! Why do you keep walking away from me?” Neymar said walking closer to you.

You stood there and just stared at him.

“Why did you leave? Why did you leave with out telling me?” Neymar asked reaching for your hands.

“I-I never left. I still lived in Brazil What my parents told you was all a lie.” You felt tears forming in your eyes.

“Then?” He asked

You told him everything. Well kinda you just made up that you ran away, but you didn’t tell him that you had his son.

He was silent for a moment. Then suddenly he just leaned in and kissed you. That long awaited kiss. It felt warm, kinda like home.

“Im I’m sorry.” Neymar said pulling away.

“Neymar.” You smiled.

“Look Y/N let me take you somewhere nice.” Neymar said.

“Okay.” You smiled.

“So your visiting?” You asked him.

“Yeah kinda. I came because Santos called me telling me about a kid. I think his name is Thiago? They told he’s really good, so I want to see for myself.” Neymar laughed.

Thiago. You forgot to tell him you were leaving.

“I I have to go.” You said quickly as you turned around and rushed home.

“Mom. Where were you I was worried.” Thiago asked.

“Went for a walk honey I’m sorry. I totally forgot to tell you.”

“It’s fine mom.” Thiago said.

“Hey mom I have my first training with Santos today.” Thiago told you as you walked in the kitchen.

“Yeah I know. Are you ready?” You asked him.

“Yes mom. I’m just nervous.” He told you.

“Thiago don’t be. You go and show them what you got. Your a great player.” You said and gave Thiago a hug.

“Can we go now mom.” Thiago said a couple minutes later.

“Yes we can honey.” You grabbed your car keys and your purse and followed Thiago to the car.

You got to Santos and parked your car.

“You’ll do great honey.” You said to Thiago and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks mom.” Thiago said as he got out of the car.

“I’ll catch up with you.” You said to Thiago as he got his soccer bag from the trunk.

As you walked to Thiago you already saw him talking to the coach and Neymar….

“So your Thiagos mom.” The coach laughed. “Nice to meet you.” He said with a smile as he shook your hand.

“Nice to meet you too.” You smiled.

You were nervous. Neymar was only standing a couple feet away from you. He looked at you so confused. And then you saw that he would just stare and smile at Thiago.

Thiago started to train with the Santos team. That left you alone with Neymar. You could see that Thiago was sending you looks like ‘what is going on?’

“You never gave me a chance to ask for your number so I could take you out.” Neymar laughed.

“I know I just had to get home. I’m sorry.” You smiled.

“Thiago is your son?” Neymar asked you as you sat down on a bench and he joined you.

“Yes.” You smiled.

“Your married? And I kisses you! I’m so sorry!” He said.

“Neymar. I’m not married. I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m single.” You told him.

“So then what happened to Thiagos dad?” Neymar asked.

Hope you guys liked it. 😊

so i spent all day drawing a mermaid wedding because the idea of praline/shyarly is starting to appeal to me more and more (although i cant think of a name for them- praly? prashy?)

(plus it could be totally canon compliant. like, what if Big Mom decided to marry off one of her kids to a respected member of the fishman island community after obtaining the island, then shyarly would be a pretty good choice + big mom would end up with a new psychic in her crew)

Dinner for Three

Can you do a imagine where y/n and Dan meet through Phil. Phil invites y/n to a restaurant with Them and they both fall for each other instantly! Thanks!


I quickly reapplied my lipstick and fixed up my hair. I was already 20 minutes late meeting Phil for lunch, and I was a complete mess.

  I hadn’t actually intended on being late. Phil, AmazingPhil, Phil Lester-whatever you want to call him and I had made plans. I’d known him for years, but only recently just came back in touch. You see, he and I basically grew up together. Unfortunately, when university came, he went one way and I went another. 10 years later, here we are. I wanted to look decent.

I hopped out of my car and fixed my jeans up, making my way towards the restaurant. I had no idea why Phil wanted us to go to such a high end classy place. We’d end up being loud and annoying as we reminisced our childhood together. Either way, at least now that we were old enough we could both pay for our own meal.

 I went up to a waiter and fixed up my dress.

 "I’m meeting a friend here. His name should be under Lester?“
He looked down the list, running his finger over various names before nodding.

“Right this way.” He gestured for me to follow him which is what I did. Just a few steps away, we arrived at Phil’s table. It wasn’t just Phil however, but someone else. A very handsome someone else, if I do say so myself. I figured that it was just his roommate, but I’d still ask. I knew Phil had a YouTube channel and I’d watch it every so often but I wasn’t a complete and total insane fan, but I was more or less aware in what he was interested in nowadays, which wasn’t that different to what he liked as a kid. We had a lot in common then, and it seemed like we did even now.

 "Hi, I’m so sorry I’m late.“ I fixed my dress and slid into the booth, sitting right next to the guy. I’d seen him in Phil’s videos but always forgot his name. I shook both of their hands.

"It’s fine, we only got here like 5 minutes ago. We were worried that we were the late ones.” Phil chuckled and gestured to the guy. “This is Dan, my roommate.”

 "Nice to meet you.“ I looked into Dan’s eyes and immediately felt a warmth go through my body. He was so hot that it was actually making my body want to sweat.

 "Same to you,” Dan smiled, showing off his dimples. His dimples were so deep I could go and live in them. I was in awe at how beautiful he looked when he just smiled. His smile was so so wide and so gleeful that his eyes basically got lost in his cheeks.

We all talked for a while, getting reacquainted with one another. I learned Phil ended up actually leaving university with two different degrees, one of which was more useful than the other. They’d both be going on tour and seeing the world soon enough, which was pretty exciting.

 "What did you go to university for?“ Dan asked, turning his head and looking at me. I was completely lost in his eyes. They were so passionate and hid so many things in them and that fascinated me. It inspired me to just look at him.

 "Medicine.” I replied, eating a piece of lettuce from my salad. He looked at me with a satisfactory grin and nodded.

“Pretty and could save my life if I had a stroke? I’d say that’s a win-win.” He stated with ease. My breath literally caught in my throat. Was he actually flirting with me?

 "You guys both have a pretty great career. I mean, you film videos and get to travel a lot? Sounds amazing,“ I took a sip of my wine and tapped my fingers on the glass. He gave me a cheeky smirk and nodded.

 "It’s good. Keeps us busy, especially with working at BBC, too.” He ate a piece of bread and I nodded.

 "I’ve heard a few of your shows. You guys really know what you’re doing.“ Phil chuckled at my comment.

 "If only everyone thought that ‘eh, Dan?” He patted Dan’s back. He let out a tiny laugh as well.

“If only.”

After we ate we all went out for ice cream. We all ordered chocolate and vanilla swirls on a cone and walked as we laughed. It felt like we had all been friends throughout our entire lives because I fit in with the two so well. Phil and I had technically grown up alongside each other, but it felt like we’d never been apart.

 They’d invited me to their apartment. It was already 10pm, and I didn’t have anywhere to be early in the morning so I went. The house was nicely decorated with their interests pinned of the wall along with their accomplishments. It was refreshing being there, rather than in my little apartment I had with my little cat.

 "I’ll be right back, going to the toilet,“ Phil nodded and quickly got up. For the first time this evening, Dan and I had been alone, and he wasn’t wasting any time.

 "So… Have you got a husband or like, a boyfriend or something?” He ran his fingers past his fringe and pushed it to the side. I shook my head and looked at my lap.

 "Nope. I’ve been single for like two years. What about you? Any special lady in your life?“ His eyes connected with mine, and it felt like he was staring into my soul. In a good way. Hell, anyway he looked at me was good.

 "Nope. Nothing going on for me,” he smiled and scooted closer to me, his eyes on my lips. “Would you mind if I tried something?”

“Go ahead…” I trailed off, biting my lip. His cupped my chin and steadily placed his lips on mine, savouring every moment of the kiss. I didn’t hesitate to kiss back. I craved every bit of him. Every part of him on me. My skin on his skin… God. I needed him right now.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like hours. When we pulled apart he simply tugged at a piece of my hair that was in my face and kissed my hand. Then, little did I know that the next few words he’d say would be the words I needed most in my life.

 "Would you go on a date with me, Y/N?“

anonymous asked:

I love you work so much!!!!! Can you please do a genderbent percabeth?

Aww thank you!

  • Priscilla sighed as she listened to a boring lecture on similar triangle proof. She hated math, especially geometry.
  • The only good thing about geometry was this boy named Andrew. 
  • He sat two seats in front of her. She loved his neat short blond hair, his outfits that always scream, “I’m trying not to look dorky even though I am”, and his gray eyes. She could just look at them forever.
  • “Miss Jackson, do you have an answer for question two on the homework?” Mr. Chiron, her math teacher, asked.
  • Priscilla looked down at her blank worksheet that she totally forgot to do. “Uh, the answer is three?”
  • Chiron sighed as other kids snickered. “Miss Jackson, did you even attempt the homework?”
  • “No.”
  • “I thought so, because if you actually did any of your homework, there would be no possible way for your answer to be three since you are proving similar triangles.” 
  • She sank down in her seat, hoping that she would disappear.
  • “Mr. Chase, what was your answer for number two?” Mr. Chiron asked.
  • Andrew sat up slightly straighter. “Triangles ABC and DEF are not similar. Two of their three angles are not the same. Thus the triangles are not similar.”
  • “Very good.” He said as the bell rang, signaling the end of the period.
  •  Priscilla packed up her things as fast as she could so she could get out of there.
  • “Mr. Chase, Miss Jackson, can you two stay for a moment.” Mr. Chiron said as everyone was packing up.
  • Priscilla sighed. This was is. She was in trouble and her crush was going to hear how much trouble she was in. 
  • It’s not her fault. Geometry is boring and all these theorems don’t make any sense to her.
  • Her and Andrew went to Mr. Chiron’s desk. He waited until everyone left the room before addressing them.
  • “Priscilla, you’re almost failing my class.” Mr. Chiron started.
  • “I’m sorry, sir.” She mumbled.
  • “And I don’t like to see my students fail, especially those who don’t try. So, I decided that Andrew is going to tutor you. We already discussed it and he has agreed to tutor you under my supervision here after school everyday.” 
  • Priscilla looked over and Andrew, who was ever so slightly smiling at the ground. She guessed he didn’t like to be talked to after class either.
  • “You two will start today at three. Don’t be late Miss Jackson.”
  • With that, they were dismissed.
  • Priscilla looked at Andrew. “Look, I don-”
  • “Don’t be late, okay? I got work at five and I can’t spare any extra time today. There’s a lot to go over if you want to pass this course to graduate.” Andrew got right to the point. 
  • “I won’t be late, Andy.” 
  • He slightly glared at her. “Don’t call me that. I like Andrew better.” He walked away to his next class.


  • Three o’clock rolled around and Priscilla was two minutes late. She got caught up talking to her pal Grover about heading to the skate park later.
  • Mr. Chiron was no where in sight. But Andrew was sitting in the front row with a desk pulled right next to his.
  • “You’re late.” Andrew told her without looking up.
  • “Sorry, I got caught up talking with-”
  • “I don’t want an explanation. Just an apology. I only have an hour and twenty-eight minutes with you now and I’m wasting another to talk about this.”
  • She walked over and sat next to Andrew. “Wow, you are bossy.” 
  • He sighed. “Look, I’m doing this to get volunteer hours for Honor Society. And since Mr. Chiron is the advisor for the club, he suggested this to me since I’m behind on hours.”
  • “Ah, so that’s how you got stuck tutoring me.” She smirked.
  • “Can we please just get on with this?” He sighed.
  • Priscilla tried, truly tried, to understand what Andrew was explaining. But nothing was clicking. 
  • Andrew sighed in frustration. “What do you like to do, Priscilla?”
  • “For fun? Skate boarding with my friends.”
  • “Tell me more about skate boarding.” 
  • “Why?”
  • “Because you and I need a break and to help tutor you better I need to figure out how to make the material relatable.” 
  • She smiled a tiny bit and talked about her and Grover going to the skate park twice a week when it was nice out to help get her mind off of school. And how they would play Horse to practice their tricks.
  • Before she knew it, Andrew had to go. 
  • “So, tomorrow, I’ll see you in class then back here at three.” Andrew said as he packed up his things.
  • “Fine, but tomorrow you have to talk about yourself. I need to get to know my tutor.”
  • Andrew smiled a tiny bit. “Sure. Later Priscilla.” He ran out of the room to get to work on time.
  • Priscilla smiled, she might enjoy tutoring with Andrew.