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I am Brit (Slut) (woohoo, unintentional nirvana!)

After the Cooper drama I head for the library. Ugh. My teacher has signed me up for tutoring in math. I am definitely not looking forward to this, unless my tutor’s cute, which is doubtful as they’re probably all nerds.
I walk into the library and look around. I see Cooper’s best friend in a corner, you know, they guy from last week. He’s got his arms around some other poor unfortunate girl. He’s a terrible kisser. Totally disgusting.
I walk up to the front desk, “Tutoring.”
She glances at me, “Geometry?” When I nod, she points. I walk over to the room and open the door glancing inside. I knew it, it’s a nerd.
But not just any nerd.
It’s the ultimate math nerd.
Vaughn.
He turns around and just stares at me with look of complete and total shock. Great, this should be fun.
“What?” I asked, pulling a what-the-hell-do-you-think-your-looking-at stare.
His mind seems to take a second to process, “You… you need a tutor?”
“Um, duh, why else would I be here?” I say rudely and drop myself down onto a chair.

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