Speak Slowly and To Someone Else

Now I'd like to say I wasted no time and immediately welcomed her to our school with open arms and unzipped pants. But, of course, thats not the way it happened. Typical shy me, I didn't say a word to her for nearly another month! She was too damn hot, and every time I got anywhere near her I pretended to be in the middle of a very serious photography conversation with myself. The day I found out she already had a boyfriend, I was so pissed at myself I almost broke my camera.

Every day I'd see her talking with her big dick of a boyfriend, Johnny or Jason or something.. He was just some douche jock who's highschool basketball-playing days earned him enough money to attend a community college with the rest of the GED kids.

Anyway, fast-forward a few weeks later and it was my blind luck that she had also been transferred into my Trig class. I'd heard in passing that she was transferred to our school as another option rather than being outright expelled. To this day I still don't know why she was kicked out, but I wasn't complaining. At least not yet.

Still, she didn't pay any attention to me during our few hours together in the same room as 56 other students. Not until our first big test was announced did she even let on that she had no idea what she was doing. But even I didn't expect it when she approached me and asked me for a favor.

At that moment I would have given her anything she wanted, but I could barely manage to catch my breath. I cleared my throat as she asked,

"Hey.. Um, I don't really know your name but I hear you get some of the highest test scores in the class. This is one of my worse subjects, is there any way you could help me out?"