You're my dork (Tyler Kimble x OC)

Tutor?

Heather's next class was Algebra 2 with Mrs. Norberry Gretchen was also in this class with Heather while Regina and Karen had American History class.  At the end of class Mrs. Norberry handed out their last test they took.
"What did you make?"
Gretchen asked.
"55. My parents are gonna kill me."
Heather complained.
"Bitch please.  June is so cool she won't care."
Gretchen reassured her.
"Yeah but my dad will ground me forever!"
Heather pointed out.
"Wait." Gretchen grabbed Heather's hand. "Your dad's still in the house, I thought he left."
Gretchen whispered the rest. Heather shook her head.
"Not yet, mom doesn't want him to go."
Heather explained.
"Poor June, is she okay?"
Gretchen asked.
"Yeah she's doing okay Regina and I keep her distracted."
Heather explained.  Gretchen nodded her head and just then the bell rang and they packed up.

"Um Heather can you stay back a little bit."
Mrs. Norberry asked. Heather looked at Gretchen and asked her to wait for her.
"Yes, Mrs. Norberry?"
Heather asked.
"Heather you're failing. You need to get a tutor."
As Heather heard this her eyes filled with horror. This was social suicid!
"No I can get better! I can do better in class!"
Heather defended.
"Heather, honey the work is there but it's not right. I see you working hard in class but you're grades don't match it."
Mrs. Norberry explained.
"Fine. Who would tutor me."
Heather asked.
"Well I was thinking one of my Mathletes? So one of them could actually meet a girl."
Mrs. Norberry told her. Heather grimaced at her.
"It won't be that bad. Heather you need it honey."
Mrs. Norberry explained.
As they were talking her next class started to come in, Calculus. Mrs. Norberry pulled a student up to them.
"Tyler, would you mind tutoring Heather here?"
She asked. Tyler turned to her nervously.
"U-um y-yeah I'd love to- I mean I-I love to not that I don't want to- I uh yes."
Tyler said scratching his neck nervously.
"Okay thank you Tyler. You two talk."
Mrs Norberry told them as she got up to tech her class as Tyler and Heather stepped out into the hallway.
"Okay so how about you tutor me on Thursdays okay?"
"I-okay, yeah!"
"Okay um do you want me to walk you to class?"
Tyler asked.
"No it's okay Tyler."
Heather told him.
"No I mean it's really no problem."
Tyler protested.
"It's okay Tyler, thank you."
Heather said and walked away.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait she said what?!"
Regina laughed as she was driving home.
"She said ' Heather your failing and you need a tutor' like shut up!"
Heather explained in a mocking voice
"Shut up!"
"Nope that is literally what she said."
"Well who's your tutor? Is it a guy? And if it is a guy is he cute?"
"He's Tyler Kimble, that mathlete."
Heather told her.
"Ew. He's definitely not cute!"
"Well I don't think he's the worst looking guy I mean out of all the Mathletes he's the cutest."
"Heather! Mark my words. He. Is. Not. Cute. And. You. Will. Not. Catch. Feelings!"
"Oh please Regina. You think I'd actually fall for a mathlete."
"Good."

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