French Teacher

Chapter 19

"Kalvin please," I begged for the last time. "just translate this in english for me."

Do any of you know the story "Un verre plein de tristesse"? Well, it's a short french story and I'm actually going to have a quiz about it by Wednesday. Sadly, I haven't had a clue about what's it all about because I haven't finished a sentence without Kalvin correcting me.

Being corrected too many times, I figured; just read the damn story to me already...

I've been begging him but he just won't do it. He said he wouldn't, because if he did, then how will I learn?

Pff,

He says that but obviously, he's just lazy.

"I'm not doing it, Penny." he reminded, backing away from my reaching hands.

"Just this one time, Kalvin." I said desperately. "Just read this to me."

"Penny," he clearly said. "just fail this one quiz. Big deal."

My mouth opened, totally astouded from what I just heard. My heart sank deeply by just the thought of it alone and words could not explain how every single part of my body objected the idea. It squeezed my heart tightly and I genuinely felt the urge to slap him. Slap the obviously out of the question suggestion he just gave.

"Absolutely not!" I exclaimed. "No!"

Kalvin pulled his head back as he winced. "You outta fail someday, Penny."

"No!" I objectly retorted. "Not in any option, Kalvin. Not in any option."

Kalvin rolled his eyes. "You are such a study bug." he said. "You outta get this in mind sweetheart; sometimes, it doesn't hurt to laze off and fail."

I scowled.

If you don't know, that's one of Kalvin's favorite reasons to not teach me. He uses the same excuse whenever he wasn't in the mood in teaching.

He'll say; it's heathy to fail sometimes, Penny. or oh, F doesn't even stand for failure anymore. Nowadays, it stands for fine like, its fine to fail. Failure is part of life.

Yes, that's my beloved tutor for ya.

"And you're a lazy butt, just so you know." I replied, wanting to glare.

"Yeah and it wouldn't hurt to get some pointers from me, Ms. Studybug."

I rolled my eyes. "Never. Not in a million years."

"Oh please." he grunted. "You wouldn't get caught being lazy even if your life depended on it."

I grinned. "And proud of it."

Kalvin snorted, looking like he had given up. His eyes tinkled and one of his playful smiles appeared.

"You know," he said, scratching the side of his lip. "you really are the first tomboy I've met that has good grades. Well, that cares about her grades atleast."

I snorted. "I study most of the time, what do you expect?"

"Do you really like studying that much?" he asked, pulling his brows together.

"Not really." I admitted. "It's a requirement for being my mother's daughter."

"And you need to obey it wholeheartedly?"

"Of course." I quickly replied, not even thinking about.

"Why?"

"It's logic." I answered. "Your parents work hard for you and you repay them for studying hard. Simple as that."

He winced, not looking impressed. "That's one of your problems, Penny."

"What is?"

"You're too logically." he said. " With that, you wouldn't think deep enough, would you?"

I narrowed my eyes. "What?"

Kalvin sighed. "Listen. It's like this," he grabbed a pen from our table. "look at this pen."

I did. "Okay."

"If I let you borrow this, what would you normally assume on why I'm letting you borrow this?"

I shrugged. "You're lending it because I don't have my own."

Kalvin shook his head. "Wrongo."

"Wrongo?"

"Wrongo."

"Why?" I asked, slightly irritated but mostly confused.

"Because," he grinned. "I'm letting you borrow this to see you write. To see your beautiful, neat hand writing. I don't care if you don't have your pen. I'm not lending this to help you. I'm lending this to you to entertain me."

I paused, and I tried to process all that in my head. Nothing was registering. "I...don't know where you're getting with this."

Kalvin sighed, then scartched his scalp and placed the pen back to its place. "What I'm saying is; you're too close minded, Penny."

I sneered. "What?"

"Wait..." Kalvin thought about it. "let me rephrase myself."

I let him.

"What I'm saying, Penny, is that you're too focused looking at the obvious. You don't think of other possibilities. Your mind is too closed for other things to come in, Penny, can't you see? You need to make your mind more open, cu'z you're basically like a scientist. You only believe in the most proper, and logically explanation. You don't look outside the box. You don't believe in other foolish yet possible ways on how a certain thing can be."

"What?!" I held my head. His words were too much for my brain. "But if...things are like that, then doesn't that make things a lot more complicated? More confusing? Why go anywhere else when you could just go straight through the facts?"

"That just makes it boring, Penny." Kalvin locked his eyes into mine. "That way you think, it's like a boring straight line. It might be proper, but it's not exciting. You need to think curvier. More exciting and less lame.

You need to stop thinking only about your point of view, Penny. Think about others."

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Author's Note

Shortest chappy I have ever wrote. I miss the Kalvin and Penny scenes...So, just alittle update to please myself :) Hope it pleased you too. :) PLEASE COMMENT~