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WARNING: UNEDITED!!
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*Caleb's POV*
Both Skylar and I were both sitting on Skylar's bed crisscross applesauce, getting ready to study for her retest tomorrow.
"Were going to start with the tic-tac-toe math game," I tell her, getting a notebook out from my backpack.
"What? How dare they ruin my childhood game adding math to it," Skylar says offended. "That's just so cruel!"
"But it's still tic-tac-toe," I shrug.
"You're treating me like some ten year old," Skylar says rolling her eyes.
"Maybe because you act like one," I say sticking out my tongue.
"Excuse me?!" She looked at me offended. "How dare you!" I watch as she grabs a stuff animal from the side of her bed before whacking me with her teddy bear. The one I won for her. Cheesecake.
I laughed. "Orange!" I tried grabbing the bear from her, but she held it with a firm grip.
"Orange, your face!" She shouts tackling me down before jumping on top of me, making me fall back onto the bed.
We were in a position with her sitting on my stomach and hitting me with the bear. This girl is violent I tell you. I grab a hold of her teddy bear to stop her from whacking it in my face. She just glares at me.
"Apologize. Say sorry right now," she demands crossing her arms over her chest.
"And if I don't?" I challenge her.
"Then I'll throw a pillow at your face," she says simply, grabbing a pillow from her bed.
I look at her faking a horrified expression. "You won't dare."
"Oh, I would."
"But all I did was not say sorry!"
"All you did was not listen to me."
"Okay, I'm sorry..." I apologize. She smiles giving me a satisfied look.
"Not!"
"You little...!" She starts whacking the pillow in my face.
I started laughing. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Say it again."
"I'm sorry!" I apologized.
She stops hitting me with the pillow and smiles. "Good, Cowleb."
She then gets off of me and sits back down. "I'm first for tic-tac-toe!"
I chuckle before sitting up. "Of course. X or O?"
"G," she says simply.
"G?" I ask confused.
"Gummy bears, duh," she rolls her eyes.
"Oh, my bad..."
"Alright let's begin!" She picks up her pencil and draws down the letter G in the middle spot.
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Hating My Tutor
Teen FictionMeet Skylar Howard, she a stubborn softy. She's struggling in school getting grades that are leading her to the path of failing. Her mother suggests for her to get a tutor, but shes doesn't want one. To her disappoint, however, she's given one witho...
