KINKYCanada
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Cole was sitting with his rugby coach. This was not a conversation he wanted to be having. His grades had faltered to the point where he stood a chance of losing his place on the team, his ride, his very life in the University.
"Sorry son but you need a C average. You have now got a D in two classes, this just isn't good enough." Coach Moore said from across his desk. Cole, knew this was going to happen, he had never been a good student, he instead chose to party and play sports. "We have a very good group of tutors, they've done wonders for many players in the past. We have those who are students and others who are past alumni. If you want I'll get you some names and set you up." Coach Moore worded like Cole had an option but the truth was he didn't.
"If that's what I need to do, then let's do it! I would prefer a female tutor, I find I listen more to women teaching me then men!" Cole said standing up. He shook the coaches hand and headed to his large dorm room which he shared a fellow player. It was late September and early in the season. This couldn't have happened at a worse time for Cole being a junior he had another full year and couldn't afford to lose his ride just then.
It was a little over an hour before he got a call from his coach, he gave Cole four names for tutors, he looked them over and called one that seemed promising. He dialed the number. There was no answer but a pleasant voice asked him to leave a message.
"Hi this is Cole Bryant, I got this number from Coach Moore. Anyway I am in need of a tutor at this time for my English and my Math. Please give me a call back at your earliest convenience. Thanks." He hung up and not wanting to see anybody he grabbed his trainers and went for a run. He had his phone and knew he wouldn't miss her call.
It was still early that Thursday morning. The crisp Oklahoma air was refreshing on his skin. He still needed to call his on again, off again girl friend Rachel and with it being Friday that meant that there would be a party that night. He wondered if he should even bother going, he had to many other things to do and knew it would be irresponsible for him to go, he also knew if he cancelled Rae would be pissy with him. He ran harder trying to force such idiotic thoughts from him mind.
KC
Cole.
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"Sorry son but you need a C average. You have now got a D in two classes, this just isn't good enough." Coach Moore said from across his desk. Cole, knew this was going to happen, he had never been a good student, he instead chose to party and play sports. "We have a very good group of tutors, they've done wonders for many players in the past. We have those who are students and others who are past alumni. If you want I'll get you some names and set you up." Coach Moore worded like Cole had an option but the truth was he didn't.
"If that's what I need to do, then let's do it! I would prefer a female tutor, I find I listen more to women teaching me then men!" Cole said standing up. He shook the coaches hand and headed to his large dorm room which he shared a fellow player. It was late September and early in the season. This couldn't have happened at a worse time for Cole being a junior he had another full year and couldn't afford to lose his ride just then.
It was a little over an hour before he got a call from his coach, he gave Cole four names for tutors, he looked them over and called one that seemed promising. He dialed the number. There was no answer but a pleasant voice asked him to leave a message.
"Hi this is Cole Bryant, I got this number from Coach Moore. Anyway I am in need of a tutor at this time for my English and my Math. Please give me a call back at your earliest convenience. Thanks." He hung up and not wanting to see anybody he grabbed his trainers and went for a run. He had his phone and knew he wouldn't miss her call.
It was still early that Thursday morning. The crisp Oklahoma air was refreshing on his skin. He still needed to call his on again, off again girl friend Rachel and with it being Friday that meant that there would be a party that night. He wondered if he should even bother going, he had to many other things to do and knew it would be irresponsible for him to go, he also knew if he cancelled Rae would be pissy with him. He ran harder trying to force such idiotic thoughts from him mind.
KC
Cole.
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