Tutoring

"I'll just get tutored," you reply. "I need these credits to graduate."

"Alright," he replies. He passes you a sheet of paper with a name and number written on it. "That's Bella Coleman's number. She's the best student in both this class and in physics; text her and she'll be glad to tutor you."

You thank him, and head to physics. Despite your best efforts, the dull, monotonous lecture lulls you to sleep. You don't wake up until the bell rings at the end of the hour. As you walk to lunch, you pull out the number Mr. DiMaggio gave you, and text Bella your name and reason for contacting her.

She responds, agreeing to tutor you, and even can meet you during lunch. You agree, and head down to the chemistry room, the room Bella uses for tutoring.

You arrive, and upon seeing Bella you both realize you know each other. It turns out you and the busty redhead have had many classes together, but never spoke.

"So you need tutored in Algebra 2 and physics?" Bella asks as you sit down at the table across from her.

"Yeah."

"Alright, let's start with a quick quiz over the subjects..."