She asks if she can bring a study buddy

You spend the next class grinning like an idiot as you teach, pleased with the unexpected bonus of your morning fun, and the promise of more to come. By the afternoon you’ve had enough time to think and begin to worry about potential consequences when your cell buzzes. It’s a number you don’t recognize, but you can see there’s an image attachment. Glancing around to ensure that you have privacy, you open the message, and grin.

Hey, it’s Joe… I really wanted to set up our first tutoring session, but I told my friend Miri about what a good teacher you were and she wanted me to ask if she could come too.

She asked me to take some pictures to show you what a good student she would be.