Making the grade (LadySheikah & London)
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				Title: <strong>Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>London</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 16:13:25</strong>
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				Kevin Engvall set at his desk in front of the sixth period math class, the last class of the day. He had giving the class an in class assignment so he could think of a way to best handle what was about to happen. Looking over the students his eyes brushed across her again. He had made sure she was in his class every year for the past four years and now he was setting into action a plan hat had taken several months to set up. <br><br>She was the brightest of his students, even though her grades didn’t show that. He had been failing her all year just so he could have this moment. With last weeks test on his desk, he was ready for her…<br><br>“Ok pencils down,” he called to the class as he stood up, “You can finish it for homework this weekend.” Picking up the test he held them up to the class, “Your latest test… Remember I want these back before you leave. Walking around the class he started to pass out the test, saving hers for last… As he walked up to her desk, “You need to see me after class,” he said placing the paper face down in front of her, knowing she didn’t deserve the F he wrote on the paper. Kevin turned and walked back to his desk, “Look over the papers and write down your grades then bring them up to my desk.” <br><br>Kevin smiled as the bell rang ending the class, “Ok people have a good weekend and don’t forget to turn in your test.” Setting back in his chair, Kevin watched as the students started to file out of the class. He would make her wait until all of the students left before he talked to her. Kevin wanted to make sure everyone was out of the room before he offered to “tutor” her…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 19:40:51</strong>
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				Alex was quite the young woman. A slender figure that held fit but lean muscles gotten from being on the dance team. Yet she still held that hourglass form with those feminine curves most men desired with fitting small but full set of breasts. Bright hazel eyes framed by a lovely youthful face with long brown hair that fell a little past her shoulder blades. She had always been a smart girl --even if some thought she had only made the grades by using her body-- but this year seemed to be quite different for her. In Mr. Engvall's class not matter what she did Alex could not seem to pass a damn test. She knew she was doing the work right, or at less she thought so. Even going as far as to turn in the pages of worked out problems along with the test to prove she did the work. Still another bright red F now sat in front of her. It was almost to much to bare. Just watching her 4.0 GPA go down the drain along with her hopes of getting into a good collage and out of this hell hole of a town. <br><br>She had already finished her homework....now trying to finger out how she could have feel this test again. Over and over again it seemed the numbers seemed to add up. She could have swore that the guy next to her came out with the same answer on question ten...but there was a big red A on his paper. It was just one mind fuck after another. <br><br>Finally the last bell rang for the day and Alex watched as student after student walked out the room. Once everyone was out she would get up and make her way toward the teacher's desk, "I just don't get it Mr. Engvall. I know I got at less some of the questions right. I don't see any other way that the math problems could have came out?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>London</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 15:51:35</strong>
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				"Set down Alex," Kevin said as he moved to lose the door. Walking back over to her, Kevin pulled his chair from around his desk, placing it in front of her. Setting down, "I know Alex... I checked your test twice because you're such a good student... But this year... Your grades have been falling all year. I'm worried about you..."<br><br>Fighting the urge to look her body over, Kevin stood up and moved to his desk to pick up his grade book. Setting back down in front of her, "You seem to be having problems with your homework as well as your test... I think the best thing to help you would be a tutor... If you want I can find you one or you could ask one of you classmates," he started, "Or I could tutor you myself. I'm not sure if you want the rest of your class knowing how bad your doing. I like to keep every ones grades private. Less likely hood of the others ragging you about low grades."<br><br>Closing the grade book, "I can give you some extra credit to help bring up your grade, but you'll still need tutoring to help bring the grade up. I think it would be best if I tutor you..." Standing up Kevin allowed himself to take a look at her before continuing, "Thank about how you want to handle this... Then just let me know what you want to do." Writing down his cellphone number, "Call me when you decided and we'll work out a time to bring your grade up."<br><br>Kevin know he had to wait until he could get her to his place. He couldn't risk anything at the school yet. Once he had begun then they would be able start her training for school... The first step was taken, now he just had to wait until she said yes and he got her home...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 01:25:24</strong>
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				Alex did as she was told, taking a seat in front of his desk. That smile she normal wore on that lovely face was no longer there, her eyes even seemed a little tear full as she looked over her test once again. She just could not get it. Only looking up when her teacher got up to go get his grade book and took the seat next to her once again. <br><br>She listed to everything he had to say, fighting back the tears in her eyes as Mr. Kevin talked about how she was having problems with her homework as well as her test. Alex didn't know about her homework until now. The thought of her grades being worse then she could image almost made her sick. <br><br>Then came the statement about getting a tutor. Alex didn't want her classmates to know about her grade, or her friends. Hell, some already thought she was fucking around with the teachers to keep her 4.0....none of them knew about how hard she worked to keep her grades and how she was so close to failing this class. Taking the number Mr. Kevin had given her. <br><br>"Thank you," the only words she could say right now. Standing up to leave the class room and head home for the weekend. <br><br>_________<br><br>It was Sunday evening when she finally picked up her cell phone to give her teacher a call. Looking over her homework one more time....she saw nothing wrong it with. But still she could not take another failed grade. Slowly she punched in the numbers, the sound of a ringing phone echoing in her ear now. "Hello..."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>London</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 15:47:29</strong>
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				Kevin smiled as he watched her walk out of the classroom. He knew she would call him... she didn't have a choice. Moving back around to his desk, Kevin started to pack up his things so he could get home. Walking out to his car he looked over at the student parking and smiled. He knew she had already left but the thought of her coming to him was exciting none the less.<br><br>__________<br><br>Kevin was seating at his desk, looking over the last of his freshmen test when the phone rang. Reaching over he picked up the phone and smiled when he heard her voice. "Hello...Alex," he tried to sound surprised, "What can I do for you..." Kevin knew he had to play the next few minutes carefully. He had to get her to his house before he could rope her in. Leaning back in his chair, "I take it this is about me tutoring you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 18:27:46</strong>
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				"Yes sir," She would answer as soon as he said her name. Slowly getting up from where she had be seated and started to walk across her bed room toward her window. It was a habit of her's, standing next to the window while she talked on the phone. Watching the world outside while she spoke, "Yes sir it is. I really can use the help...I can't fail another test and I need to bring my great up. You know that I'm trying to get that scholarship but a failed class would ruin any chance I might have at it."<br><br>"I was wondering when we could meet up and start the tutoring sir."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>London</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 21:24:20</strong>
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				Kevin smiled, "I understand Alex. I would hate to think you might loss out on a scholarship because you're having trouble. I'm sure we can come up with some extra credit to add to grade. With the extra credit and some good test scores... we should be able to get you that scholarship." <br><br>"We can meet up now if you want," Kevin said as he pulled out the fake grade book, "I'll be home all evening so just come on over." Giving her his address, "When you come over we'll do some work and make up a schedule for the rest of the week." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 03:41:31</strong>
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				Alex held the phone loosely in her hand as she looked at the clock next to her bed. Sure it was late but what the hell, she might as well go over and make sure her homework was good for tomorrow. Her grades where counting on it, "Sure. I'll be over in a few minutes. Just have to get my things together and leave a note for my mom and dad. They went out tonight so I have nothing better anyways. Can I have your address please so I know where to go?"<br><br>Her voice started to sound a little worried, mostly because of the thoughts of her grades, "And can we keep this just between me and you Mr. Kevin....I don't want my mom and dad to know about my grades or anyone for that matter."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>London</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 22:16:28</strong>
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				Kevin was glad she wouldn't be able to hear the smile in his voice. "That's fine Alex. Just take your time. Like I said I'm not going anywhere tonight. My address is easy to remember... 1415 West Mountain." he said. Kevin was one of the few people on his street. His development set on the outskirts of town so he didn't have many neighbors, which suited Kevin just fine.<br><br>"If you don't want me telling anyone Alex, then I won't," Kevin said loving the way this was working out. "I'm sure we won't have to say anything to anyone once your grades start to improve."<br><br>Moving through his house, Kevin closed the shades in the living room as he talked on the phone to Alex. He wanted her to think that the closed shades were the way he natural kept them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadySheikah</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 22:48:24</strong>
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				It would not take long for her to say her good byes to her teacher, hanging up the phone and go downstairs write a note for her mother and father before heading out the front door. Taking her time to drive over to her teacher's house, almost rethinking his help a few times. But before long she found Alex found herself at his front door, a soft knock against the wooden door. Looking at the windows to see the shades down, not thinking much about it. Her mom and dad normally kept put the shades down by this time just to get a little peace from the outside world. <br><br>She would knock one more, fixing her book bag once more. Looking inside to make sure she had everything she needed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Making the grade (LadySheikah &amp; London)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>London</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:56:47</strong>
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				"Coming," Kevin called out from his study. Almost jumping to the door Kevin had to slow himself down so he wouldn't give her the wrong idea. Moving to the door, he took a breath before opening it, "Hi. Come on in," he said stepping to the side to let her in. Closing the door when she came in, "Lets go to the living room so he can talk and relax." <br><br>This was the moment... Kevin had planned this out very carefully to make sure he could pull her in. "I was looking at your scores trying to figure out how to get you to a passing grade," he said looking somewhat sad. With perfect test grades and extra credit... I'm afraid the best you'll be able to do is at best a C. And that's if I curve the grade. Alex I don't want to see your grades drop because of my class... And then we have your scholarship..." <br><br>Kevin need her to say the magic words... I'll do anything... If she says that then he had her. <br><br>"We can try to see what happens, but I think the best we can do for you is hope for that C."
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