Glaring at Logan's retreating back, Scott hurried off to his class, reverting back to the dark, emo-esque mood of earlier. The class had obviously hoped that he'd chosen not to come, and hastily sat back down and quieted as he entered the room, carrying the stack of dreaded exams.
"Oh, do we really have to take them?" Someone whined from the back of the room. "I don't think there's enough time left in the period...?"
Sighing, Cyclops let the papers fall onto his desk with a dull 'whump'. He rubbed his temples gingerly, his normal headache was settling in again. Damned brain damage... "Pyro, if you have trouble finishing the test I would gladly allow you to come at the end of the day and give you the extra time. The same goes for all of you. Now, books away and pencils out, no buts." he said, picking up the test papers and beginning to pass them out.
A groan sounded from the students in unison, and the sounds of books being stuffed into bags and pencils being moodily slammed onto the top of desks filled the room. Scott was given some rather withering looks as he passed a test to each student.
As he passed on to Katie she made a sad, pained faced flinch. "Thanks..." she mumbled reluctantly, though not sarcastically.
And when he passed Nicole, her eyes were closed and he could feel the nervous brainwaves as he passed her test. Apparently when she was nervous, Nicole's telepathy went haywire. The square root of 25 is... uhmm... umm... damn it! I'm so screwed... he could vaguely hear her think. Hopefully, she wouldn't radiate answers throughout the room.
"You'll do fine. Just relax. We can't have everyone in the room hearing your answers to the problems while they take the test." he murmured softly, patting Nicole sympathetically while he exchanged a slightly amused glance with Katie, who grinned, then turned to tackle the first question.
Katie finally put her pencil down as the bell rang, heaving a great sigh of relief that she'd managed to finish, even if it had been a close thing. Nicole had finished as well, as had about half the class. Rather ironically, it was Pyro who had finished first. Grabbing her paper, Katie waited in line as others dropped off their papers before running off to their next class.
Handing it to him, she gave him as much of a polite smile as she could manage, fairly certain she'd failed. Waiting for the rest of the class to leave, she hung around, not really wanting to ask him for extra help in front of everyone. It was going to be awkward enough... she knew he did it for a few other students, but what if he was busy? Or if she did something stupid? Would it really be all that better to have him know for sure that she didn't understand half of what they were learning?
After slowly gathering her stuff and telling Nicole not to wait for her, Katie slowly approached Scott. He'd just sat down on his desk to read some of the papers that had been passed in, chewing idly on the cap of his pen, before he jumped up off of it with a yelp.
Katie failed to suppress a giggle. He looked up, surprise written all over his face.
She stifled the giggle, clearing her throat. "Er... something wrong with your... desk Professor?"
He swallowed, wishing that if it had to be anyone commenting on his (new) dislike for his desk, that it didn't have to be her. "No, nothing's wrong," He replied as lightly as possible, obviously unable to explain. 'well, I had this dream about fucking you on it...'. "Is there something you want to ask me?" he asked her, wondering why she hadn't left and wanting to change the subject.
Katie looked away nervously. He wouldn't make fun of her, she was sure, but... he could always give her that 'look' . The look that teachers give students who are too thick to comprehend a word that they're saying. An almost pitying look. "Um... well, actually. Yeah, I do. I was just wondering if..." she shifted from foot to foot nervously.
Scott appeared to be paying close attention, the beginnings of apprehension on his face. He nodded, "Hmm?"
"If..." Oh, why was she bothering? Was all this awkwardness really worth it? Was passing the stupid class really worth the emotional trauma she'd undoubtedly face, if he gave her that look? "If... you'd be willing to, you know... give me some extra help? I just don't get this... if you have the time, that is... I wouldn't want to be some sort of problem," she continued rather incoherently, biting at her lip and looking more than a little flustered.
The look on Scott's face faded from apprehension to complete, and total relief. He smiled and laughed, "You want me to give you some extra help? Katie, why would you even hesitate to ask me, if you needed it? Hell, almost half of the class needs it." he laughed, setting his papers aside on his desk. He approached her and smilingly patted her on the shoulder. "Of course I can help you." he murmured.
Katie looked away blushing, "Well, I figured that you had a lot of other students coming to you for extra help... and I didn't want to add on to the list... I mean... you probably have much more important things to do."
He laughed a bit, though not unkindly (with her, not at her). "I wouldn't be much of teacher if I had more important things to do than helping my students."
She smiled at him weakly, a blush coloring her cheeks. Her knees had gone all watery when he'd smiled at her, and now that he was so close she was certain he could see them trembling. God, Nicole was going to have a field day if she managed to get into her memory of this... "Well, I have the free period before and after dinner, and sometimes in the morning... I don't know when you're free?" She asked/mumbled a bit indistinctly.
Scott shrugged, walking slowly to his desk with Katie at his heels. He sat down behind his desk and fumbled with a small pocket calendar, humming softly. "Hmm... Well, I'm sure in the morning you'll be too tired to want to go over math problems, and before dinner you'll want to do your homework or hang around the Rec Room. So after dinner sounds great." he said, looking up at Katie, "Is that good for you?"
Katie nodded, relieved that her blush had finally faded. "It's fine. So... we'll be meeting here? Or..." Katie trailed off wonderingly.
Scott's smile faded slightly, "Um no. The teacher's classrooms are locked during dinnertime and then unlocked an hour before class starts in the morning. Logan keeps the keys. So if it's not a problem, you could just come down to my room after dinner and we'll go over some of the problems."
"No, it shouldn't be a problem..." Katie replied, hoping she wasn't blushing again at the slightly daunting prospect of visiting Scott in his bedroom. "But, I need to go... I have Physics, and I don't think Professor Xavier would appreciate it much if I'm really late. I'll see you... later?" She finished awkwardly, before grabbing her bag and dashing off.
"Yeah." Scott sighed as he rested his head on one hand, watching her scurry out of the classroom, "Later."