if you only try turning around (three times)

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Irui

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She'd drawn the short straw. While she didn't normally mind running detentions and tutoring or even testing, she usually tried to avoid it on Fridays. Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays? Fine. She was up for it. But Fridays?

It was the worst thing ever.

On Fridays she just wanted to go back to her place, relax, practice her control, and... well. She couldn't really socialize just yet. She didn't have much of a life here, much less a lot of people with whom she was strongly affiliated.

Today, though, it was testing. Well. A combination of it, anyways. The way it had been explained to her was strange - apparently there was a student whose records previous to his entry at the school didn't match his current scores and she was to determine the truth and rectify the error.

Of course, that could mean a lot of things, but in this case it was probably a combination of tutoring and mentoring. Some students just needed a bit of extra help. Haleth hadn't looked at the file yet, but when she finished settling herself in at the now empty classroom the student was supposed to meet her at and actually looked at the name on the tab, she couldn't help but swear. She dragged a hand through her hair, turning it black.

"You've got to be kidding me," she muttered under her breath as she looked over his record. It didn't look good.

This was going to be more than tutoring and mentoring. Son of a bitch.

Haleth sighed and set the file down, running a stick of new chapstick along her lips. Her coworker had given it to her - the same one that had left the tea in the break room. The teaching assistant immediately gave the chapstick a look of suspicion.

She couldn't help but feel silly, though. Surely it was just chapstick. Right?
 
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It had been a rough week since the cafeteria incident.

Not only did it actually take a while to recover from his wounds, but now the school suddenly had a problem with his grades! He didn'€™t understand; he showed up for P.E. every day and who expects a perfectly sane werewolf to sit through math and science and English?! He spoke English just fine, thank you very much Oh, and there was no need to really sit through history BECAUSE HE LIVED THROUGH A LOT OF IT. Seriously, what was the point?

The sad part is, the Academy staff all knew him so well to the point where they knew his antics. Classes were boring, why couldn't they understand that?! Classes were also for nerds and he for one was no nerd.

Then they really cracked down on him. Exams were coming up and there was no way for him to escape them. Basically from what he got from one of the teachers was take the test or die.

...actually it was take the test or be held back from graduating or worse; €”being expelled since he really wasn't getting anywhere with his grades.

It was all going to hell. He hated exams and their stupid time limits and their stupid answering sheets and their stupid little 2B pencils He hated it all, dammit! It had left him in a bad mood for quite some time. He even tried to take his math teacher€™s advice and actually study. It took a good five minutes before he broke his desk in math class.

He tried to take his science teachers advice and look for books that held the topics he needed to brush up on in the library. Ten minutes later, an entire shelf€™s worth of books were on the floor and he was nowhere to be found.

English? The teacher didn'€™t appreciate him writing up a scene from a naughty comic on the whiteboard.

It felt like he was running out of options until suddenly he was informed that he was to be assigned a tutor. For how long? He wasn'€™t sure and at first he didn'€™t like the idea and even contemplated on beating up said tutor and taking his lunch money if he said that his work was wrong. Come to find out, the tutor wasn't a ˜he, but a she and she sounded awfully familiar when they mentioned she was "œMiss M". While Miss M was the staff€™s last hope for Cross, the giant oaf was thinking other things. He was delighted to know that she wanted to see him! He knew she couldn't stay away and now it was his time to shine! He didn'€™t even know what a tutor was, but who cared?! She wanted to see him. €”She was totally into him! He was even given a set time and place to meet her and Ohoho~ he knew well that the classroom they had to meet in wasn'™t used very often.

Time to bring out the swag~

He showed up right on time, opening the door and looking in his Sunday best; his black trench coat, red tank top, slick black trousers and dress shoes just for Miss M. He even had his wild red hair combed back, looking more like a mafia man than anything, but that was okay because he walked in with his swag. ”I knew you couldn'€™t stay away from me~€ he said and smiled in that way. In his giant gloved hand, a little red rose appeared! Yes, a little bit of old school magic to impress the ladies. It worked most of the time. Anyways, he presented it to Haleth who looked like she was having a migraine. What? His smile faded just a little, €You okay? You look a little pale.
 
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Haleth looked up at his entry and wanted to cringe a bit. His idea of what was about to happen was probably a good 200% different from what she was hoping to accomplish. Ugh. She had to try, though. He was a student at the academy and one of the other educators had been so determined to dodge the bullet that she’d all but thrown herself at Haleth’s feet to beg her to take on the duty.

Yeah, no.

This was some full on cow poop. This sucked.

Still, he started off being ridiculous, but he switched over to concern quickly enough. Had he detected her mood? If so, she might have to give him a bit more credit. After a moment, she accepted the rose, drawing it closer to appreciate it before setting it on the desk before her, just next to the folder that spelled out in carefully noted letter grades the pain and torment they were about to go through.

“I’m not sure how to handle this,” she finally admitted. He was a macho guy, right? Perhaps a bit of vulnerability would be the way to get him to do as she wanted. “Your grades are abysmal. They asked me to help you to graduate, but if you’re going to goof off and act like a kid the entire time, it’s going to be a waste of my time and it’s going to be a waste of your time.”

Haleth sat back and sighed, carefully assembling a pout on her face as she looked up at Cross – because, you know, looking up at someone was a good way to give someone the impression that you were deferring to them. She wasn’t, of course, but it would do no harm for him to think the ball was in his court.

“I want you to pass, you know,” she remarked a bit absently as she went back to looking down at the hands she’d folded just before the folder. Also, this way he couldn’t see her expression. “But looking at your grades… Well, if you don’t care, I guess I can’t make it happen.”

Haleth let her voice crack at the last bit: “I guess I’m just not a very good teacher, then, if I can’t make you care.”

And maybe her tactics here were a bit underhanded and dirty, but given what she’d seen of some of the other teachers at the school, she had no doubt that they’d tried to hit him over the head with this stuff. The fact that he still was struggling with school meant that he couldn’t bring himself to get invested in it. She was hoping that if she could make it interesting to him, he’d be able to pick it up more easily.

She didn’t think he wasn’t trying, necessarily…. But perhaps, given his character, he just couldn’t get into it the way he needed to in order to learn from it?

Well. It was a bit of a gamble, but she was hoping it worked. There were other…. methods of getting what she wanted from him, but she was truly hoping she wouldn’t have to resort to them.
 
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He was happy to see that she accepted his little gift! So far, so good. Things were going as planned! "Aheheh, well--" He was about to start on this whole thing about how he was shocked that she accepted anything from him until she mentioned how uhm...Abysmal his grades were. He didn't know what that meant, but judging from the way she was talking and how she seemed so disgusted by his grades, that couldn't be good. Oh no...This wasn't good! His mouth gaped open! He would never waste her time. That was unacceptable!! "No way, sweetheart! I wouldn't do that to you!" Of course, he still called her pet names. Obviously she didn't beat all of it out of him from the last time.

But then it occured to him. The way she was talking about his grades and stuff...Did...Did she care about him? He could sense something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it or rather--he was too scared to put it on there in fear of it somehow being broken in half. Miss M was a tough cookie to crack, very stubborn, and hot. It was all he had ever wanted in a woman and now she was sitting here telling him that she wanted him to pass?! "N-No I care!" Oh. My. God. It felt like he was going to make her cry and it made his big ol' heart sink. This was unbearable!!!

No, this was his fault! She probably didn't see, but Cross was tense. His face too was hidden, his expression hardening, the shadows darkening around his eyes. This was...Unacceptable! He stepped infront of his Misses and--

SLAM! Down on one knee he went and grabbed up her hands. There was determination in that intimidating gaze. It was difficult to um...Ignore the giant mounds since he was basically eye-level with them now at this point, but the wolf did his best to keep eye contact with her!...Her EYES...Not those..eyes that were poking through her shir--

"LISTEN. YOU are NOT a bad teacher...and I'm going to PROVE THAT TO THE WORLD!" well not exactly the world, but she had to know what he meant. Anyone that called Miss M a bad teacher was going to get a fist to the face and a wedgie that would terrify even the gods!
 
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