When you volunteered for tutoring you didn’t volunteer for this.

This, as in having to endure Grayson’s nonsense for a whole hour every day after school until he got his grades up. Originally, this whole tutoring thing was just an easy way to add more extracurriculars for colleges to look at when you applied but his presence just made it harder.

He wasn’t annoying because he didn’t try. He did, actually. He did the work and listened to all the corrections you gave. His test scores were getting better too. The annoying thing was that he was very persistent.

In the middle of the silence while you were checking his work, Grayson spoke cheekily, his chin resting in the palm of his hand.

“So..smarty pants, you coming to my game next week?”