A few uneventfully days passed and things seemed to go back to normal. The dorks lived in their world of video games, lord the rings and anything sci-fi and the jocks lived in theirs which was mainly sports and meaningless sex. It was a perfectly normal day in South Park. This was true for pretty much everyone, except Clyde. He was sitting in a chair in the coach's room, listening to the frustrated man yell at him." Donovan! you have to get your grades up, or I'm going to have to take you off the team! What exactly is your problem? Are you even trying?" His voice was harsh and cruel, which completely bummed out Clyde, though he was completely wrong. Sure there was a time in his life he wasn't trying, but that was before his spot on the team was at risk. Now he was trying pretty hard, though he still found it pretty confusing, and with no one to help him, getting his grades up seemed impossible.
After he sighed softly he told his coach "I'm just going to have to find a tutor."
The coach nodded in agreement. A tutor sounded like a decent solution, only issue was, who in the world were they going to find to take that job. None of the jocks would do it themselves they were all too busy with their partying. Maybe they could talk Kyle into it, but then again he was apart of Stan's gang and the two groups never did get along. It just wasn't a good idea in general. So he started to list the other smart kids in their class. There was Bradley, Wendy and Kevin. There was no way he was turning to Wendy. She was much cooler than the other options, and wouldn't cause any questions, but she was also his girlfriend's best friend. He couldn't risk her finding out he was a little slow. She already was trying to change so many things about him as it is. Bradley wasn't a good choice either, the short blond kid ran off anytime he got nervous. The two of them probably wouldn't last in a room together for more than a minute. So Kevin it was.
The raven haired boy was in the middle of reading a comic book in the library when Clyde approached him. Unlike most of the other people who were deemed nerds, who would have panicked, Kevin simply looked up at him curiously. "Let me guess, you forgot your homework and you need to borrow mine?...Or maybe you forgot your lunch money?...or are you not the type of jock to be nice enough to make a dumb excuse?" Something about talking to him before seemed to give him more confidence in the same situation. Clyde sort of chuckled though, just because he was a jock, didn't mean he was an ass. "I'm not like that Kev, I swear."
Kevin sat his comic down and looked at the other boy. Thousands of questions running through his mind, but only one had managed to slip through his lips. "So what do you want then? I know for a fact you wouldn't be here if you didn't need something" His blue eyes were the only indication to how he felt. They were slightly dull with sadness, simply because no one ever just wanted to talk to him. Only steal his homework and claim it to be their own.
though he felt he shouldn't need to explain that just because he was cool, he wasn't a user, he decided it needed to be said. Kevin obviously had some issue going on for him that gave him a perfectly good reason to hate jocks. "listen K-man . I need a tutor. I'm failing geometry, and I'm just asking you for help. If you don't want to fine, but just know I find it unfair what some of the people in this school do to you. Id beat them up personally if I could, but you know, I have my rep to keep."
A small smile crept up on to Kevin's face "then I guess you found yourself a tutor."