The Goalie's Tutor

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and, my mouth wide open, while Coach

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rades were

when did t

r goalie. MVP thre

ery billboard, even on that weird cereal

graphs after games. Gro

bjects, and suddenly

orse grades than I did. Yet he was still on the ice because of h

world was ending just because

tutor that I didn't need an overachieving

e didn't ge

y latest guest had been shown

. This time, I mean it. You will be

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od awkwardly. The one with pink hair grinned at me. I winked

irl. She was smaller, dressed in oversized sw

s daughter? The one meant t

blondes and girls in preppy short skirts. The ones who weren't afraid to s

ike the others. Not even a slow once-over. She didn't even seem impress

u're the bad influence." I narrow

'best friend.' I'm Lil

," I r

"Yeah, I know you. Star goalie? Capt

threw on a charming smile for Lily

. this is Jas

m supposed to bow down to

lder. "These are his class schedules and recent test res

d a babysitt

thinned.

om. I told you I don't need a tutor fol

e happy your father and I are doing this." She turned to

ily muttered un

ow each other. Lily, would you mind coming with me to

o gave a subtle nod. Go, I got this... Maybe?

as I watched her. Brown curly shoulder-length hair, grey eyes, and small lips? I could

already got your flashcards alphabe

o busy pulling the folder open

're gonna stand there like

ed worse," she

lk. I didn't have to learn sign

s the straight posture and the whole uptig

at. I was hoping to strike a nerve

principal doesn't reflect on me. And second, I'm not here to be your friend, n

nds slowly. "Wo

so. "Look, I don't care if you hate tutoring. I don't care if you hate me. Bu

d, and I didn'

and let's both get through this.

r a long moment. "

and dropped them onto the coffee table. "Start these t

ed sarcasticall

t of sight, I hurled the tests across the ro