ladyoffiction
Really Experienced
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Marlie didn't have a lot of friends. She just wasn't a people person. Her best friend since first grade was her mother. Her second best friend was, you guessed it, her father. She just couldn't seem to grasp the concept of making friends. She had tried. All throughout highschool she joined a number of clubs to make friends, but those never lasted. Finally, she enlisted in tutoring. There was something empowering about having someone else need her to help them. When she moved on to college, she kept up the tutoring game. She had even started a study group, but stopped going considering no one ever studied. But she had a few fellow students that needed help.
Which was why she was now sitting with Matthew, watching him trying to figure out a complicated math equation. Numbers were like a second language to her, and it was primarily what she tutored. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a bun to keep it out of her hair, her blue eyes watching his pencil scribble across the page. Since it was their first session, Marlie had dressed up, just a bit. She wore a button-up blue shirt and a skirt. While the skirt was on the short side to her, it only went an inch or two above her knees.
"Don't forget the four," she said, pointing to a number he had missed.
Marlie
Which was why she was now sitting with Matthew, watching him trying to figure out a complicated math equation. Numbers were like a second language to her, and it was primarily what she tutored. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a bun to keep it out of her hair, her blue eyes watching his pencil scribble across the page. Since it was their first session, Marlie had dressed up, just a bit. She wore a button-up blue shirt and a skirt. While the skirt was on the short side to her, it only went an inch or two above her knees.
"Don't forget the four," she said, pointing to a number he had missed.
Marlie