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Rodrick and I gawked.
"Tutor?"
"Learn?"
"Her?"
"Him?"
"NO WAY!" we both said in unison.
We both locked eyes, glaring at one another. "Two minutes is long enough for me to want to kill him! I don't think I can survive two or three hours," I reasoned.
"I can't hang out with a nerd! I'll get infected!" he exclaimed with disgust.
Mrs. Daniels rolled her eyes at us. "Quit being so silly!"
"And besides, I don't get anything out of it, so what's the point in doing so?" Rodrick said. "Unless I get a bonus, money maybe?" He gave her a sly grin.
"What do you want?"
"A raise in my grades. I need to pass this semester."
"How about... ten percent?"
Rodrick scoffed. "No way! I'm going for fifty!"
Boy, he really does need a lot to survive eleventh grade, I thought. Is math the only subject he's good?
"Why do you need a fifty percent raise for you math scores? You already have a ninety eight," Mrs. Daniels reasoned.
"I'm not talking about math! I'm talking about splitting it with my other grades in other to pass! Math is easy for me, unlike for Kris. I'm pretty sure I got F's on History and Chemistry, a D in Geography and Biology, and a C in English."
"You're really stupid," I bluntly said.
"Nah," he retorted," just lazy."
"It's still bad!"
"Like I really care."
I looked at my math teacher and pointed at my new tutor with my thumb. "Please, Mrs. Daniels, is there someone else? There are a lot of people in our grade that's better than...," I raised an eyebrow at Rodrick, who was grinning like an idiot," that."
"Honest, Kristina, I would choose someone else, but none of them are available. Jacklyn and Michael are busy babysitting five days a week; Danielle has relatives coming over from Norway; Marianne's parents are sick so she has to take care of them; Simon has a new set of twins to take care of, and Albert... well, I think Rodrick is better than Albert."
At least Rodrick actually takes a shower, I agreed.
Rodrick shook his head. "No, it's cool with me now. As long as I get my fifty, that is."
After thinking about it, Mrs. Daniels decided. "Thirty."
"Nope, how about forty-five?"
"Forty, and it's final."
"Aiight, chicka."
And that conversation decided it all, because thirty minutes later I found myself at the Heffley residence. "This is the worst day of my life," I declared. Rodrick and I were in his kitchen while he was eating ice cream. "Where are your parents anyways?" I asked.
"Mom's picking up little brothers and dad's... who knows?"
We sat in silence for a couple of minutes.
"Hey, you hungry?" he suddenly asked.
I raised an eyebrow. "Why so nice?" I asked.
Rodrick scoffed. "Just cause I'm a guy and I'm your new awesome tutor that you hate doesn't mean I don't have manners for girls. If I'm not nice, that'll be a disgrace to all boys."
"Yeah... right..." Honestly, he lost me at the 'new awesome tutor' part, but he didn't need to know that.
"So you want something to eat or not?"
"No, I don't want anything."
The truth was, I was starving. But I wasn't going to let Rodrick know that. However, thanks to my horrible luck, my stomach started growling. A familiar smirk appeared on Rodrick's face.
"It doesn't sound like that to me," he sang.
"Fine, what do you have?"
"Chips; cookies; brownies; ice cream; etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. Just look through the fridge and pantry and get whatever you want."
Well he's a bit giving.
While Rodrick watched TV, I looked through his fridge. It felt a little weird since it was his fridge, but I eventually found a sandwich and started eating next to Rodrick on the couch.
"Hey Kris," Rodrick suddenly askedonce I took a few bites.
"Yeah?"
"Does that sandwich taste good?"
"Yeah….. why?"
"It's seven months old."
And that was when I realized that the rest of the day would be a total disaster.
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