Monday, 21 February, 15:25 GMT 13 years ago
Drew checked her watch and blew out a breath. He hadn't been late to the tutoring sessions in a month. She looked over her own notes in her Advanced Biology textbook as she waited.
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Without fail, the young American athlete kept to his end of the bargain. In fact, he would make it a point to try to get to the Athletics complex before she did. It was quite unsettling for her.
But perhaps, it didn't quite matter, both of their science marks were improving. He wasn't half bad at learning the science concepts when he concentrated. If he had put in as much effort tackling his science work as he did with his English work, he would be acing everything.
When it was time for a mental break, they would engage in conversation. He would open up about his life back in New York. She had learned that he was born in London. His parents were retired from the United States Air Force. They moved back to the States when he was three. She learned that his father had taught him the love for the game of basketball. His mother, Ana, taught him his love for literature.
He also shared that his dream college was Syracuse University. His parents graduated and received their commission from the university. From there they would end up in London where he would be born. They would end up in New York three years later. Eight years later, Phillip would lose his mother to cancer. Three years after that, his father had relocated the both of them back to London.
When he would prod her about her background, she would find ways to not divulge her Wizarding upbringing. She mentioned her mother was an emergency room doctor and that her father taught at the same boarding school that her three brothers attended. He seemed interested in the fact that she had siblings.
They found a happy medium, balancing humor and seriousness while they tackled science vernacular. Drew smiled inwardly as she found his anecdotes charming.
On the playing court, Drew held her own. Their chemistry was undeniable. Drew made sure to get the basketball in his hands as many times as possible. They helped the team end the regular season on a sixteen-game winning streak.
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Monday, 21 February, 15:30 GMT 13 years ago
"Sorry, I had to pick up some snacks," he grinned at her as he took a seat. "Aston's dad makes the best baked goods. Aston even gave me a discount."
He placed the white square pastry box with the Baguio's Bakery emblem stamped on the top of it. He placed one of the lemon-lime Gatorade bottles he had brought in front of her.
He nodded as he opened up his own Human Physiology textbook with one hand while he opened up the box and removed two white napkins. He took one of the chocolate cupcakes with blue buttercream frosting and placed it on the napkin in front of her. She laughed.
"What's this for?" she asked as he placed the second cupcake on his own napkin.
He shrugged his shoulders as he took a bite of the cupcake and the drank from his Gatorade bottle. He smiled, "I got a B+ on my last Human Physiology exam."
"Should have tried harder," she said as she took a bite of her own cupcake.
He laughed. "It's also to celebrate the team's journey into the semi-finals this weekend," he said. "I think we're going to have a great game."
"We shouldn't count our chickens before they've hatched," she said as she took a second bite.
"You're so pragmatic, you know that," he said as he took another drink of his Gatorade.
"Should we be eating this before practice?" she asked as she took another bite.
He laughed, "We'll work it off during Dad's practice. He'll put us through the ringer before this weekend's semis."
She chuckled as she shook her head. She looked over his textbook notes.
"And it's also my birthday today," he shrugged nonchalantly as he looked over his notes.
She breathed deeply, not knowing what to say for a moment. "Happy birthday," she said.
He nodded a thank you. "Well, we should get to studying then," he said.