"Let's go," I said, walking with Blake out of the school building. After we had gone back to class and cleared things up, we met up at his locker. Now you're caught up.

"Okay," Blake agreed, following me out to where the buses sat and waited for the kids to pile on. We got on, taking a seat in my usual spot. Some people looked at us funny, especially at Blake, as if to say 'why is he with her?'

"So, how much did your tutor teach you?" I asked, trying to get a grip on what he needs to learn/relearn.

"It's not too bad, I was just put on...