Thread: The Tutor (Dream and Zexi)

Ellianna are you almost finished cleaning your room? Yes ma'am. Alright. I'll be leaving to meet your father in about fifteen minutes. Are you sure you'll be alright by yourself for the rest of the night? Yes ma'am, I'm sure. Alright...Just call us if you need anything. Got it. Ellianna, or Anna which is what she preferred to be called, made her way up a few steps to close the basement door, her bedroom door actually, before making her way back downstairs into the large space to finish folding her clothes before her company got here. Unlike the usual guys and girls she had over on a regular afternoon she was expecting someone a bit different. Actually a lot different. An entirely different clique that was so far away from her own it was weird kind of person. Not for anything special mind you, but because she was suppose to be tutoring. Now normally she didn't tutor anyone in anything. Her thing was, if they were failing a subject it was their own fault and they needed to deal with the consequences. But the person that had asked her wasn't the typical teacher, student, or coach. As a matter a fact it was her uncle. Coach Briggs lead the soccer team and because they were close, though no one knew about their relation in school, it never came up so there was no reason for anyone to, and he asked a favor of her she said yes off the bat. So for the next couple of weeks she could be tutoring Mark, captain of said soccer team. It might have been weird because she had a crush on the boy, she had since freshman year, but not like she would act on those feelings, she didn't have a chance with him anyway. She was pretty and all, but not that pretty, just cute, or so she had been told. Ellianna in fact 'adorable', 'loveable', 'baby-like' in many ways, or so she had been told. Despite being a senior in high school she certainly didn't look the part. For starters she had a baby like face, which was most of the reason people thought her much younger then she was. Her eyes were a pretty shade of violet but were hidden behind a pair of wide circular glasses that made them look big. Not in a creepy way but in a sweet way. Her hair was unbelievably long, the light pink strands flowing down a few inches past her hips. She stood at 5'5 with a swimmers build she swam in elementary and middle school but had stopped in high school when her eyes got bad but she often kept her body covered up so it was hard to tell. The most impressive thing about her had to be her bust though. She wasn't huge either but at 34D she wasn't the smallest thing around. Plopping down on the bed the girl finished folding the last of her clothes and put them away, removing the white blouse and blue jeans she wore, replacing them with a white tank top and a pair of blue shorts afterwords. At least she could get comfortable for a few minutes before her guest arrived. Or at least thats what she thought before she heard the door bell ring. 'So much for that idea.' Grabbing her pen, a notebook, and her science textbook from her basket of school things she headed upstairs and sure enough, Mark was at the door. Hi, she said, adjusting her glasses a bit, Come on in. Take a seat. She said, her mother heading upstairs to finish preparing for tonight. Walking over to the couch the girl sat her books down on the table before turning off the T.V. Can I get you anything?