My stomach growls so loudly that it can probably be heard on Mars.

Why did my math class have to be right before lunch?

It growls again and someone turns around to look at me. But I can't focus on them right now because I'm in the middle of my test. Though all I could think about was food and how embarrassingly loud my stomach is being right now.

I do my best and try to remember everything I've been studying for the past couple of weeks. It's strange having to think back to Cal's teaching to help me. I need to get an A on this test. Not only because my grade will go up but because Mrs. Odegardo agreed to have my tutoring be required for only twice a week instead of three. If anything that motivated me more.

Cal had taken up so much of my time these past weeks—granted I did do nothing most of the time but still! They were minutes of my precious time and I wanted to do literally anything else with them. It also meant I'd be seeing Cal less often and that in itself would feel like a blessing.

I was sweating from how nervous I was for this stupid math test. I needed to excel. I've never felt this fired up for a test before.

The bell rings just as I finish the last problem and I let out the biggest sigh of relief. My stomach once again doesn't miss the chance to remind me how hungry it is.

When I get to lunch, I find Mia, Zane, Olive, and Finn. No sign of Heath or Cal. I feel a twinge of disappointment noting Cal's absence. I wanted to tell him about my test and how I think it went. It was Tuesday so it's not like I can tell him about it after school.

I did have his number but there was no way I was going to text him. Even this urge of wanting to talk to him, let alone see him, was disturbing enough.

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Ding Dong!

I rush downstairs and open the door.

"Where have you been??" I ask.

Cal welcomes himself in with a smirk at my question. "Missed me huh?"

"No." I scoff but it feels like a lie on my tongue even though it isn't.

He walks past me with a disbelieving look on his face. I roll my eyes and follow him up to my room.

When we enter I flop on my bed, facing the ceiling, and tell him about my math test. I try my best to remember the problems and how I solved them so maybe he can tell me if I did them correctly.

Eventually, Cal forces me to get up and do my work.

After an hour in I'm already zoning out or falling asleep.

"Pay attention." He demands.

I force my eyes wide. "I am."

"No, you're not. You're practically drooling."

I quickly touch my face in fear but smack him lightly on the arm when I find no drool.

I get up and stretch. "I need a break."

He looks up at me deadpanning. "You already took 10."

"So?"

He sighs and I go into my bathroom. I splash my face with some cold water to keep me awake. Math was just so boring I couldn't help but get sleepy.

While I'm drying my face off my phone vibrates from a notification. When I pick it up I clamp a hand over my mouth in shock and then squeal.

Hearing me scream Cal rushes over and into the bathroom. "What's wrong!?"

"I got an A!" I shout smiling. Without thinking I throw my arms around his neck.

I can feel the hug catching him off guard and he takes a second before he wraps his arms around my waist, hugging me back. Due to how tall he is, my feet lift off the ground and he effortlessly holds me.

"I thought something fucking bad happened," he says.

"Sorry." I laugh and then pull away from the hug. "I just can't believe I actually did it."

Instead of completely letting go his hands stay on my waist while I just bring mine down from his neck and onto his chest.

"You have me as your tutor of course you got an A."

I roll my eyes at his cockiness. It takes me a minute to realize he hasn't let go of me and how awkwardly close we are. I'm surprised I'm not barfing after touching him for longer than 3 seconds.

When his eyes meet mine I immediately feel awkward and step out of his grasp. He just watches me with those inscrutable eyes.

"I would've gotten the same grade with or without you," I lie knowing damn well I would've gotten a C or D without him but he didn't need to know that.

"Lying is a sin, Fawn," he tilts his head ever so slightly while never breaking eye contact.

Is this him trying to be funny?

"Good thing I'm not lying." I walk past him leaving my room's bathroom.

"Or religious," he retorts while following behind me.

I sit down on my bed while he stands above my desk and starts rifling through the math sheets he'd brought.

"Anyway, this means I only have to see you twice a week from now on."

"Try not to be too sad."

I snort. "Sad? I wish I didn't have to meet with you at all."

He puts his papers down and at me. "Should've thought of that before you failed math."

I reach over on my bed and grab a pillow. I fling it at his face but to my unfortunate demise, he catches it in his hand. Fuck his weirdly amazing reflexes.

Before I can even blink he throws it back at me and I scrunch my face as it hits me in the face.

To be dramatic I let the rest of myself fall back onto the bed. "I hate you."

Something in my stomach slightly flutters when I hear him chuckle.

And then once again he makes me get back to work.

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