So, here I finally got a new chapter (a little shorter than what I'm used to)

Comments accepted fully and thank you to the one that corrected the title ;) I must have been out-of-it that day

'Okay, Brittany,' Simon announced as she sat on his bed in his room on the Friday session. 'Your basic math –'

'Like what?' She asked, not looking too interested. 'Plus, minus?'

Simon blinked. 'No, times tables.' He corrected. 'You should be past those.' He frowned. Maybe this was too hard for him.

'Tell me something I don't know,' She mused sarcastically. Simon nodded.

'Five times eleven is fifty-five.' He told her. She gasped in earnest.

'I knew it was something like that!' She smiled brightly. 'Thanks, Simon.' She batted her eyelashes at him. He turned away to hide his blush.

'You know, there's a good formula for the five times tables,' He continued, rummaging through a plastic bag, 'For instance,' He looked back around, 'Five times two?'

She laughed. 'Ten, I'm not that behind.' She promised.

'Well, what's half of two?' He asked.

'One.' She said in an obvious tone, which of coarse, it was obvious.

'So, add a zero to one and you get the answer.' He finished, turning back to the bags. 'Every number, example, four, you half and multiply by ten to get the answer, four times five is twenty; half of four is two, multiply by ten.' He turned back with a sleeveless pink shirt with a price tag on it.

'Pink isn't your colour, Simon.' She told him. He blushed a bit, but ignored the comment.

'We're not going to work on the time tables,' He told her, 'we're working on percentages, since that's going to be our next unit.' Her threw her the shirt, which she caught and examined closely.

'This is for me?' She asked. Simon nodded. 'Thank you...' She sighed. 'It's wonderful...'

'Forty percent off.' He agreed. She raised an eyebrow and looked at the tag.

'What was the original price?' She asked. 'Since it's... ten now?'

'That's for you to figure out.' He told her. 'It's a percentage problem you have to solve.' He smiled at her mortified look. 'It's your goal by the end of the fortnight.' He assured. 'I don't expect you to work it out by this afternoon. She sighed in relief.

They spent the whole afternoon on the problems, Simon was happy that Brittany co operated well, learned well, and had some of Jeanette's brains to keep her grade up. Simon knew that Brittany, like him, had a specific way of being taught.

After Brittany had figured out a simple problem (ten percent of 20) she demanded a break.

'Simon, do you know why Alvin hasn't came in to check on us?' She asked. Simon smirked.

'No. Not at all.' He lied. 'Maybe he's not worried.'

'That's not like him...' She frowned. 'I miss him...' She admitted. 'I don't know why we always break up... well... I guess, I don't like talking with him, but he's so comforting... it's just that his hugs, his kisses, are so wonderful... I couldn't match them with any other guy's.' She sighed. Simon put on a thoughtful look.

'How do you know?' He asked. 'Have you kissed every guy in the school?'

'No,' She smiled. 'Some guys are unbearable to look at.' She smirked and looked him up and down. 'But you, Simon,' She smirked. 'You're fine.' She laughed at his stunned look. Simon hoped he wasn't blushing too hard, but knew he was blushing.

'Well...' He stammered. 'Thanks...'

'You're right,' She smiled. 'I haven't kissed every guy in the school. Or even in our year. But, I can make a start, can't I?' She looked to Simon, who blushed deeper.

'You're seriously considering a nerd like me?' He asked. She giggled.

'You're a hot nerd, Simon,' She corrected. 'And not even that boring.'

He raised his eyebrows. 'Well, thanks.' He said blandly. 'How do you get the conclusion that I'm "hot"?'

She scanned him. 'You're so mysterious,' She decided, not looking him in the eye so she wouldn't see his blush. 'Any girl who knew you would want to get to the bottom of you, it could be an addiction to figure you out. Your glasses.' She added. He nodded.

'I know, they're –'

'Amazing.' She interrupted.

Simon gave her a disbelieving glance. '"Amazing"? Since when?' He asked.

'I only just noticed now...' She shrugged. 'They compliment your eyes well, Simon.' She insisted.

His blush couldn't have been any deeper. He looked down to hide it.

'Right,' He stammered. 'As normal as that comment is for you –'

Brittany laughed at his discomfort. 'I was kidding, Simon!' She promised. It's not like I want to go out with you,' She smirked. 'Not yet, anyway.'

Simon gave her a sheet for homework to finish off. 'Back on track, Brittany,' He told her. 'You can either complete this homework or our teachers, but you have to show me at least one of them, got it?' He checked. She nodded.

'You sounded so much like Alvin, then,' She noticed. 'Which could be a good thing or a bad thing; depending on weather you like me or not, that is,' She winked and left the room.

Simon gazed in awe after her.

Geeze, what a tease! Does she always talk like that? I don't remember it with Alvin... Simon thought, packing up the lesson's papers and putting them into a folder. Maybe, just maybe, she does have feelings for me... He took the folder and placed it in a drawer just as Alvin walked in.

A very uncomfortable silence filled the room as he meandered over to Simon.

'How'd she go?' Alvin stammered a little, a noticeable blush forming in his cheeks.

Simon shrugged, smiling to himself. 'She went really well, for her previous mark, that is, but she's got so much more room for improvement.' He confirmed.

Alvin simply nodded, giving off more uncomfort.

'And you were right, she is such a tease. How can you stand it?'

Alvin shrugged again. 'I get used to it... um... I was wondering what... just... um... that kiss was... actually... really... well it was a-amazing... f-for m-me, that is... um... just... I'm all confused over it and... well, it's just...' Alvin took a deep breath and kissed Simon again, letting his lips glide over Simon's. When he stopped, Simon was in such a shock about it all he had no clue what to say or do about it. 'Just... just testing... s-sorry if... well, you were the one with feelings for me... but.. if they've passed... I'm really s-sorry... uh... I'd better... go...' He finished, leaving Simon in that same shocked silence.

Okay, did I bring this on myself or what? My brother has feelings for me? Wow, that's a bit... just a little weird... feels kind of exciting, to be honest... but anyway, back to Brittany... right? Or is Alvin my...? No. No way, no, it's still Brittany.

He frowned in confusion and made his way to the kitchen for dinner.

Alvin blushed a bit as he saw Simon, but it settled down and looked away.

Simon felt a smile creep up on him regardless of how cruel the thought of it was – at least he didn't have Alvin worrying about Brittany and himself, though hoped these strange outbursts from Alvin would subside to a very minimum or stop all together before he announced it someplace embarrassing and in front of Brittany; like school or (in the worst case) a concert.

In any case, the plan at first was to make sure Alvin had nothing to worry about, now Simon had much to worry about.

Absolutely love making Alvin shy :D it's so different

Okay, I'm open to opinions; who do you think should end up with who?

Next chapter's coming up soon!