I missed yesterday because I was out drinking dirty shirleys and loving it. I wanted to write this though so I figured better late than never J

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Penname: Jburdick

Original or Derivative (fanfiction): Derivative

Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): M

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Prompt: Dialogue Flex: "You're just a freshman." He pointed out.

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Edward slammed his hand down onto his desk, shoving the other into his unruly hair. "Fuck this class." He snapped.

"It's not so bad." I mumbled, pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose. Edward and I were both in Advanced Physics. A class that mostly Juniors or Seniors would take, so it made sense that Edward was in this class-seeing as he was a Junior. Me, though? I was a freshman. So being a freshman with the highest grade in the class made the other students have a lot of ill feelings toward me.

"For you it's not so bad, brainiac." He muttered, throwing his backpack over his shoulder and picking up his book. I tried to brush off the comment and look away before he could see the hurt in my eyes.

Yes, it was a harmless comment and was pretty mild compared to what some of the other students called me…but it still hurt my feelings. Edward was really the only upper classman that even gave two shits about me. In a purely platonic way, unfortunately. Which basically meant that he didn't really like me, but he didn't hate me.

I shrugged my backpack on and slung my book tote over one shoulder, staggering a little as I walked to the door. I heard Edward sigh from behind me. "Give me your bag."

"What? No, I'm fine." I said, opening the door to leave the class.

"Bella, the fucking bag ways more than you do. Hand it over." He pulled at the strap and I turned away, moving out of his reach.

"Maybe you should get a tutor for the class, you know to help you understand it better." I shrugged, changing the subject.

"A tutor? No, I'll just drop it and take it next semester or something. I'm over it." He said. He tried to sneak up behind me and grab my bag but I turned again, making him almost fall from losing his balance.

I giggled and pushed my glasses up again. "No, Edward! You can't drop the class, we're already half way through. That would be such a waste!" I complained. That was only half the reason the thought of him dropping the class. The other half and more prominent reason was because I wouldn't have a class where I could sit and ogle him anymore.

"Well, honestly Bella I don't see any other way I am going to pass…so that really seems to be my only option."

"I'll tutor you." I blurted, hoping he didn't catch my desperation.

He made a face. "You're just a freshman." He pointed out.

"So! You said so yourself that the class seems to be no problem for me…unless your afraid to be helped by a girl." I smiled and poked his side.

He coughed to cover his almost-squeal and gave me a light shove. "I am not afraid of having a girl help me. Please, sometimes I think you forget who your talking to. But, alas the answer is still no. I just really have no incentive to do it. Like I said, I'm over it." He grabbed my arm to halt my walking. "Now give me your bag." He growled.

I squinted my eyes at him. "On one condition." I said, with faux authority in my voice.

"And what's that?" He asked, one eye brow raised.

"You let me tutor you. You don't have to pay me, just…let me help you." I almost begged.

He sighed and glanced around, his hand still gripping my arm. "I don't know…"

"Please? You're my…friend…Edward, I don't want to see you fail." He grinned at the word 'friend' and rubbed his thumb against my arm.

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yea, Okay."

"Awesome!" I said, handing him my book bag. I stared at him for a moment and pursed my lips. I could do this. I started walking again, mentally pulled up my big girl panties while glancing over my shoulder at him and said. "And don't worry Edward, I'll give you plenty of incentive." I winked.

He dropped my book tote and his eyes nearly bugged out of his head.

I gave myself a mental high five. Yes!

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