A/N: For the reviewer that asked, yes, I did post this story on the-n! I'm glad you liked it.
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Over the course of the next few days, Emma and Manny avoided Jay while Jay kept to himself. He continued to receive encouraging smiles and remarks from Mrs. H. Jay was trying his best to do well in his classes, but there were still some subjects in which he was struggling, particularly English. No matter how much he tried, he still couldn't understand the themes of the novels assigned in class. When Ms. Kwan handed back old writing assignments, she left a note on Jay's paper saying she wanted to speak with him after class. Jay groaned. Great, I can't wait to hear a pep talk from Ms. Kwan! Isn't it bad enough that I have to put up with Mrs. H everyday?" The bell rang and students hurried out of the class. Jay stopped at the teacher's desk. "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, Jayson. I've noticed that you have been struggling with some of the assignments. I think you should consider meeting with a tutor at least once a week. When is your free period?"
"It's my la-" Ms. Kwan cut him off.
"Good. I'll send a tutor to the library this afternoon. Please make sure that you don't skip out on them," she said in a condescending tone.
Jay nodded his head and exited the room. She thinks I need a tutor? This is ridiculous. No way will Jay Hogart be schooled by some nerdy frosh with nothing better to do with his time. But all this English stuff is tough and I need to keep my grades up so I can get the hell out of this place. Okay, let's see what lucky kid Kwan thinks may help boost my marks…
The day flew by and before he knew it, Jay found himself entering Degrassi's library. Never pictured myself coming here to study, after all, where is the fun in that? All those stacks, on the other hand, can be a lot of fun, especially when you're with the right girl… Jay chuckled to himself as he walked over to one of the empty study tables and sat down. He looked around the room, only to see a couple of students on the computer. No sign of my tutor, I guess they bailed. Why am I here again? Jay sat back and began to drum his fingers on the surface. After ten minutes had passed, Jay gathered his things and went to leave. He was about to open the door when someone walked through it.
"Sorry I'm late, I was held up by Mr. Perrino…"
"You. You're my tutor?" Jay replied.
