Title: Crisis

Rating: 'G'

Fandom: Point Horror:Help Wanted

Pairing: Parker Swanson x Robin Bailey x Theodore 'Walt' Waltermise

Theme Set: 01 (from 5_love_notes)

Theme No.: 03

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of this fandom, nor did I write it. XD;;

A/N: Robin is a bit of a brain, but even she needs help sometimes, right? Having said that, a 'B+' isn't SO bad, is it? ^_^;

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Robin stared at the grade on her paper with increasing discomfort as the teacher moved past her desk to the person behind her. Walt, two seats behind, was watching her curiously but this time she purposefully avoided his eyes.

'How could this happen?' she kept asking herself over and over in her head. She stared at the 'B+' hard, trying to think back to the day of the test.

She tried to remember whether she had studied enough beforehand, how confident she'd felt on the day, how easy or hard she'd found certain questions…but drew a blank. Okay, it was official; her straight-A record has been tarnished. She needed help...!

Quickly tearing a bit of paper out of her notebook, she scrawled a message and dropped it casually on his desk as she passed. Walt noticed, but didn't stop her, his lips twitching in amusement. He picked up the paper and slipped it into the back pocket of his jeans as he hoisted his bag onto his shoulder to go, the bell ringing loudly in the background…

Parker Swanson nodded at him as he passed, but his green eyes were uncannily dark. Walt wondered if he'd seen Robin leave him the note and worked on making his expression impassive as he nodded back.

He doubted it was what Parker was thinking, not that he'd mind if it were, but his discomfort was strangely entertaining

He opened it on the bus, almost laughing out loud at the pleading request within it.

I'm really stuck on Biology right now! Whoever thought of mitosis or whatever has to be brought back to High School to suffer! Anyways, I figured, since you're better at it than me…would you please, please help me learn it? I got a frickin' B+, Walt, can you believe it? I need your help! Can we meet up later? Call me! – R

Walt smiled, folding it up again after he'd read it a few times and picked up his cell phone…