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Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

He had no trouble believing that wouldn't actually punch him. Laura didn't seem like a fighter. She was an athlete in a sport that involved fighting. But sometimes being reminded of that helped release that anger. Or at least it helped him. He stayed quiet on the way over to Frank's, embarrassed by his presumptuous behavior. It probably wasn't needed, and it may have made him look like a chauvinist, treating her like she couldn't control her emotions. He was also surprised how angry she had gotten about Victor. Had she really been spurned by him like the rumors said? Was she still angry about that? Frank's was exactly what he heard and seen from the distance. Now that they were inside, he felt like they had walked on to a reused Happy Days set. He felt an incredible urge to say the words 'Daddy-O' to someone, but his own sense of shame prevented that. When they sat down, he saw there were no exaggerations about the amount of variety they had here. It seemed like half of the foods he knew were on this menu. When his eyes hit one item, he knew what he had to order. And it wasn't the lansagna that was quite inexplicably in the list. When the waitress came around, he answered first. A vanilla milkshake. He loved milkshakes, but so many places did them badly. It was a tragedy, really. So he was hoping Frank's would make it onto his good milkshake list. Once Laura had ordered and the waitress had left, it was time to get down to why they were here. I've got a quick question for you before we start. Are you looking to ace your classes, or are you looking to pass your classes. I can tutor you for either, so it depends on what you want.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

The waitress recognized Laura, of course, even if she didn't go as often as others to the establishment, but she was professional enough as for her popularity not affecting her behavior, apart from the expression on her face. She did pay more attention to her than to Kermit, though, but she did take note of his Vainilla Milkshake and Laura's double Orange Juice, as she needed the hydration. As soon as the waitress was gone, Kermit had a question for Laura, so her attention was undivided, once again drifting to the most notorious feature of his face, those clear eyes. Ace? I don't think such a thing is within my reach... Laura admitted. It wasn't like she was dumb or anything, but a feat like that was beyond her grasp, or so she thought. Even if it was, it would probably require all of my time... and I can't afford to cut my training time she sighed, leaning with the forearms on the table. I just need to pass them to keep boxing she said, looking down to her hands resting on the table. But I need to pass, for sure Laura's voice sounded serious, determined, but a hint of worry laced her words. My parents won't let me box unless I pass each and every exam Laura looked up to Kermit, her green eyes wavering for a moment. And I don't want to argue with them, I can't. They are already worried enough she admitted, falling silent. But any questions you have, just ask Laura offered after a while, trying to make sure that Kermit was comfortable with her, as they were going to spend quite some time together. I don't bite she joked, her face illuminating with a small smile. Their drinks where there, both a huge looking freshly squeezed orange juice for Laura, and a thick looking vanilla milkshake with a frothy head and a cherry for Kermit. Both drinks looked amazing, and judging from Laura's expression after a couple of big gulps, the juice was good, although it was hard to mess an orange juice. Now it was time to see if the milkshake passed Kermit's test.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

He smiled at her joke. It was nice, her attempts to make him feel more comfortable. Though he still couldn't help but be intimidated by her. But when the milkshake arrived, his attention became focused entirely on it. Once the waiter was gone, he grabbed a nearby napkin, laying it flat next to the glass. Then he grabbed the cherry, placing it on the paper that he would later throw away. He never understood why cherries were placed on these. No one he knows has ever asked for or wanted it. The offending berry removed, he turned his attention to the straw, closing his eyes as he placed his lips on it. As he began to drink, and involuntary grin spread across his face. It was delicious. Good ice cream well mixed to create an amazing drink. For a moment, he forgot where he was, being transported to a land of cold, creamy vanilla. His eyes opened, returning to reality as the grin was wiped from his face. He pulled away from the drink, looking back at the girl in front of him. He took a moment to focus, shifting gears to tutor mode. I would disagree with you, at least on a theoretical level, he told her first. I'll grant you, you're not like Victor you won't get straight A's by attending class and glancing through the textbook. But I very much think you could pass if you did it like me. Studying, review, daily refreshing of the material. Eventually, the materials will just be locked in there. Excellence through repetition, mastery through dedication, and so on, he explained. But practically, you're probably right. If you're going to focus on boxing, you probably don't have the hours in the day to do both. Which is fine, of course, he hastily added, falling back to his regular attitude as he assured her there was no judgement involved. So I'll focus on the basics. I won't teach you edge cases and little tricks that'll amount to five percent of your grade. It'll be the core material that makes up seventy to eighty percent of the class. He paused to take another sip of the milkshake, hoping he wasn't sounding too pompous. It was easier for him to speak on a subject like this that he actually knew. After all- god, was this milkshake good. Just the ability to drink this made tutoring worth it. I don't know if Principal Woods passed this on, but do you know which subjects you need to focus on? And your recent tests and assignments from those classes? I'll be able to do my best if I understand what you do and don't know.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Laura listened to Kermit with utmost attention, relieved that he was aware of her predicament, her lack of time to dedicate herself to ace her studies and boxing at the same time. For a moment she had feared that he would require from her the same dedication he seemed to have, but luckily he was understanding. As he paused to enjoy his milkshake, something that he obviously liked, Laura couldn't wonder if he just didn't like the cherry or if he saved it for last. Not that she wanted it, but maybe... Excellence through repetition, mastery through dedication Laura nodded with a complicit smile. You almost sound like my coach she added, noticing hard work ethics at the first sight. Most of the time she did the pure physical training, her routines, on the school gym, like that very day. Twice a week she went to a boxing gym where she could get expert advice, specialized training, supervision and sparring, and it was the owner of that place the one Kermit reminded her to. Anyways, thank you for understanding my position Laura nodded. I have free time that I could devote to studying, it's what I do with my free time anyways... she sighed, not being very active socially, despite her popularity. But I really can't cut down on the training, I'm glad you understand she nodded. A couple of hearty gulps of orange juice kept her hydrated and satisfied, moment when Kermit mentioned Principal Woods once more. He said nothing to me. In fact, beyond that I was going to meet my tutor today, no one consulted me much, it's something that was arranged between the Principal and my parents she confessed, a bit embarrassed for a moment. Not that I mind, I need the help... but I'd have thanked the opportunity to ask for a tutor myself, not allowing the Principal to go around on a hunt she added. I got lucky with you, so in the end I guess it's fine Laura shrugged, really thankful for Kermit's attitude. But as far as subjects go, I'm aware of which ones I'm lacking on by myself, I'm not that thickheaded even if my coach says so Laura laughed briefly, knocking on her temple with her knuckles twice, making clear that it was a joke. Social studies and English I can manage. I won't be as good as most people, but I'm not bad her face was a bit proud of it, but the feeling soon vanished. Science and Math... Laura voiced weakly. I'm awful at them, I have to admit she sighed.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Of course Woods wouldn't have told her. That would imply that he listened to a word Kermit said beyond agreeing to tutor. This was a pretty important piece of info he needed. Luckily, he had gotten a chance to see her grades, and this was exactly what he had expected. He also felt rewarded for doing his own research as well, having borrowed a quote from the book written by her boxing instructor. Kermit liked being prepared, and this situation was no different. But when she said she got lucky with him, he couldn't help but go a bit red in embarrassment. He took another drink to calm himself before going on. Believe it or not, that's actually good news, he told her as he reached for his backpack. English and social studies can be hard to teach when someone just doesn't 'get it,' but math is surprisingly easy. He pulled out a binder from his bag and removed a stack of papers from it. Twenty-one cleanly stacked pieces of paper, pushing them towards her. He had made up the entire set in front of her over the past few days, knowing they'd be useful. The top sheet was a list of equations, followed by the situations that they're used in. The remaining twenty had twenty-five math problems apiece. However, instead of room to write out any formulas and work, there was just room for a number. Don't worry, I'm not asking you to solve these, he reassured her. At our level, most math is just two things. Knowing the formulas, and knowing where to use each. These, he said, pointing to the top sheet, is every formula the current chapter requires. So I want you to go through these, he gestured to the rest of the pile, and just put in the number of the formula you would use. Don't worry about about what it means or how it applies or relates to other concepts. Just focus on the numbers in front of you. He sat back, taking another drink of the milkshake. If this approach doesn't work, we can use another one.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Math is easy? Laura said with a chuckle, like it was some kind of joke, but it was clear that it wasn't. It's just gibberish to me... she added, but interrupted herself as she saw that Kermit was getting a binder with some papers out of his bag. The sight of the bunch of equations made Laura pale and grab her orange juice to distract herself with a long sip. Kermit must have picked up on her quite apparent unease, as he reassured her that she didn't have to solve them, explaining what she had to do. Just pointing the proper formula was way easier, of course, but it was still a lot of jumble in her green eyes, drifting wildly from the pile of papers to Kermit's face, awaiting further instructions before realizing that there were none. What, now? Laura gasped, suddenly nervous. I guess I could... she rummaged on a side pocket of her sports bag for a pencil and a eraser. Just the number of the formula then? she repeated, making sure more than asking a question. They are a lot though... Laura added, before focusing on the first sheet before her, twenty five math problems returning the glare. With the numbered formulas at one side, Laura started to fill in the numbers on the first sheet painfully slow, approaching the pencil to the paper to withdraw it right after and think it further. Every now and then, she returned to an already solved problem to erase her answer, right or wrong, and replace it for a different one, second guessing her every choice. Once she was finished with the first sheet, it was clear that there was no way she could do the other nineteen in that moment, her drink empty, having spent between ten to twenty minutes for that first sheet, now full of eraser marks, scribbles and answers done and redone several times. It was more or less apparent that she knew something about math, but clearly not enough and to make matters worse she didn't believe in what she knew, making her constantly second guess her answers, lose more and more time and fumble answers she nailed in the first place. It was almost a miracle that she had passed her exams until that moment, although they had been always been on the edge. Ah... Laura mumbled, looking apprehensive and hesitant. I can't do them all now but... how did I do? she asked, letting Kermit take a proper look at her solved sheet.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Thats fine. I only want one done today, he explained. He pushed aside the now empty milkshake glass to focus on the sheet. It...was not good. At least, the score wasn't. However, there was an upside Kermit could now understand her problems. It might just seem like a bunch of numbers, but they caused things about her to click for him. The first thing he learned was she was not stupid. In fact, she was smarter than she thought she was. However, she clearly didn't have that high of an opinion on her own intelligence. This caused her to second guess herself and change her answers. And from what he could tell, it seemed like the first answers had been right more often than not. Then she worried she was taking to long, panicking, and then rushing the next problems and making mistakes on material she knew. Second was some weak fundamentals. There were some basic principles of algebra she seemed to have a poor grasp of. That would of course make things built off of those principles much harder to understand. But there was a plus to this it was easily addressed. Plus, a lot of the math they used in science was based on those rules. If she got those down, science might be easier as well. He reached back into the binder, pulling out another sheet of equations. He put it down in front of her, placing the sheet she had filled out on one side and the formula sheet on the other side. It was the missing link. The center sheet had every equation done exactly in the format of the formulas. However, they were also clearly the same as the equations on Laura's answer sheet, just with the numbers moved around. If I asked you to, would you be able to do the center sheet? he asked calmly.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Silence. Kermit did tell her that he only wanted one sheet done, but Laura couldn't help but notice that he didn't answer her question. Was it that bad that he didn't want to tell her? She had been struggling before, but with the jump to high school she had been barely getting through and she didn't think possible that she would be able to pass the next one. Kermit's silence only made things worse and Laura didn't really want to insist on her question, as he was pulling yet another sheet of paper. I could try... she moped, looking at the sheet, full of gibberish. The numbers danced around, taunting her. Being tested on her weakest point was bad enough, but having Kermit looking at her with those clear eyes while she did was even worse. Would he think that she was stupid? Another brainless jock? A boxer that took too many hits to the head? Her left hand left the pencil on the table, seeing that she was getting nowhere. I can't. Not now. The numbers are wrong, and there are too many, I don't even know how well I did in the other test and you keep looking at me- Laura blurted, stopping herself, taking a deep breath. Sorry. I shouldn't make excuses Laura started after a few seconds. I got nervous, I don't like being... she mumbled. I don't... I hate being seen like... weak she said, explaining only part of it. You didn't even tell me how I did... she frowned. Was it that bad? You must think I'm stupid Laura said, a bit of anger starting to replace her embarrassment, her inadequacy.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Nononono, he quickly stammered out. He was internally degrading himself with an infinite string of insults. He always did this he got caught up in his own pace and thoughts, forgetting to speak. In this case, he must have seen like a condescending prick. Maybe he was being one. That was in no way what he meant. Sorry, sorry, he quickly apologized, genuine guilt plaguing his voice. His head was a mess, fear, embarrassment, self-loathing, it was all swirling around inside as he desperately tried to figure out what words he could possibly use to give voice to these thoughts. You're, um, I'm, uh, he continued, sounding less like a person trying to speak and more like history's worst rapper. Seven, he finally got out, probably louder than it needed to be. Out of twenty. Seven out of twenty, he finally finished. He knew that wouldn't make her feel better. It might even sound like he was confirming her self-doubt. But- but-, he tried to add, still trying to pull words from the maelstrom of thoughts. He stopped, raised his hands, and placed his face in them. He stayed that way for almost twenty seconds, calming himself down. Eventually, he pulled his hands away, and tried to speak again. But if you hadn't changed your answers, he started, speaking slowly for his sake, you would have gotten twelve. He tried to think of what he could add to that to make her feel better, and then he remembered what someone like him who studied ahead already forgot. Some of those equations on the sheet haven't been taught yet, but from later in this chapter. So you got a sixty when you didn't even know all the material yet, he explained. He had included them on purpose, wanting to grow her familiarity with the material that would be on the next test. Plus she didn't need to know how to use them yet, just how to read them. So you're not stupid, and I don't think you are, he finished, breathing an exhausted sigh as he finally finished his words. Kermit was many things, but being good under pressure was not one of them, especially from a pretty girl he was trying to help but accidentally hurt.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Seeing Kermit stutter and fidget was a bit painful, with Laura being the one that caused it. As he covered his face she thought of something to say, anything, but words didn't come out. Feeling like a bully, Laura just gave him time to order his thoughts and say what he had to say. The boy that talked after getting his bearings was nothing like the stammering mess he was before, talking firm, serious and clearly to Laura. Both sides of him were somewhat cute, a thought that caught Laura by surprise, but she focused on how bad had she felt and how that caused Laura to lash out a bit in defense. Thank you Laura began. And sorry she promptly added. I felt bad due to a misunderstanding and I was mean to you she admitted. Lets communicate as honestly as possible from now on, right? That way we can avoid repeating mistakes she proposed. I'll warn you when I don't understand something, when some trouble makes me feel inadequate or when something makes me nervous Laura commented a few examples. And you can warn me when I'm messing up, if I'm conducting myself wrong or if I start to act like a scary gorilla, please? she added, blushing a bit at the end. It was a kind of insult that she rarely, if ever, sounded around Laura nowadays, but one that she had heard a plenty in the past. Being taller and stronger was already something that set her apart from the crowd, something dangerous for a kid, but her interest in fighting sports and the bulk she gained with her practice made it only worse. These days she was more of a celebrity than she wanted to admit, so she didn't have to endure insults anymore, at least usually, but deep down Laura knew that many people still thought the same of her, they just wouldn't admit it. She had even been nice with herself, as 'scary gorilla' barely scratched the surface of the things she had heard in the past.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

More Amazon, less grorilla, he joked back, glad the rough patch seemed to have passed for the most part. Still, that had left him in pins and needles as he waited for the check. But it was not your fault. I need to get better at listening to people and responding, not just getting getting stuck in my own little world, he explained, glad that the time for this had nearly run up. We're in this together, so we'll communicate, pard'ner, he added, striking a cheesey cowboy pose to hopefully improve her mood. When that settled down, he returned to more general disposition. Can you give me your schedule? It'd be much easier to make a plan for if he used his free time well. Of course, scheduling the two could still be a rough break, but he hoped the load she had wasn't too intense. If it was, he'd spend all the time preparing materials and taking oadvantage of every opprotuity to see her. And of course he meant teach.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Amazon... Laura mumbled, a bit surprised by the idea. Did Kermit think that she was some kind of beautiful warrior? An almost godlike being of mythology? But Laura wasn't that pretty... no, it was just a compliment to cheer her, nothing more. But it did work, she had to admit, smiling at him as he apologized once more, adding a cheesy cowboy joke that made her giggle. I train early every morning, mostly running, so mornings are off Laura started talking, taking a paper and making a grid with the days of the week on the top of each column and morning, afternoon, evening scribbled at the left of each row. So, unless there is some competition close by, my schedule is this one she said. I have the Wednesday afternoons and the whole Sunday free, I tend to do mostly resting, sometimes swimming if I'm bored or feel that I have energy to burn she commented, scribbling 'free' on those two slots, but we can use those moments she pointed out. The evenings I have free... all of them I guess she said, adding one 'free' after another. It's when I do the homework, or supposedly I have time for myself to get out with friends if it's the weekend Laura said, a hint of sadness in her voice, ending her sentence with a sigh. Laura didn't really have friends. Most girls saw her like a freak, her popularity an accident, while boys... boys didn't want her, and the few that did were creepy. I don't want to impose on your free time Laura said, but I'd glad if you could help me as much as possible, wherever you think we can work, your or my house she finished, shrugging.
Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Kermit wasn't stupid. It's why he was here. It was clear to him that there were issues at play here deeper than the simple inability to follow lessons. She was stressed and she was lonely. It was lonely at the top. And so, realizing it was Friday, he acted swiftly and with the ability worthy of he who had played a tree in an elementary school play. Well, I'd like to tutor you all tomorrow, but my friend and I made plans to go see a movie. We already bought our tickets, but he can't go anymore. I'm still going since I don't want to waste the ticket. Would you like to help not waste the other? he asked, feeling about as good as that sounded. We can study after, my promise. He was sure getting her out of her shell and having fun with a...person would make her feel better. And her feeling better would be easier to teach.