College. Spanish Two. 8:30AM.

I hate early morning classes. But then again, I would much rather have them at that time. I want my evenings and nights all to myself, you know?

I would say I'm an alright student. Of course not the best, certainly not the worse, and I do participate in class. The reason I take Spanish Two is because I took the first in middle school and I wanted to brush up on it.

"Nathan? How would we conjugate this sentence?" Miss Valeria asked me. She didn't have to speak loud as I was in the first row. I looked at the board then back at her.

"Well, it would be a simple process. If we want a type of food item, we would have to tell the person this before saying what specific things we want. For this one, it would be, 'Yo tengo un pastel de tres leches con coco, por favor.'"

"Correct. Students, please pay attention, I dont want to rely on Nathan here to find all these answers. He seems to be one of the few reliable ones in class. How disappointing."

Miss Valeria was about 39 years old, 5'5, an curvy figure, D-cup breasts and a rather large ass. She always wore jeans or a skirt that went past the knees, paired with a random shirt. Sometimes it was button up, other times a plain shirt. Brown eyes, black straight hair, and always wore red lipstick.

After class, I grabbed my laptop and shoved it into my bag. Then Miss Valeria came up to me.

"Yes? Is something wrong, ma'am?"

"No - well, maybe? I was thinking, you are quite reliable. Today I have to stay late grading my other classes exam. I was hoping that you could stay with me and help?"

I had a clear schedule for this weekend, so I obliged. "Sure, no problem."

"Oh, dios mio, thank you Nathan. And um... I know you may have better things to do. So I promise I'll make it worth your while." Her warm smile plastered over her lips, as i stood up and nodded. Id kill for some extra credit at this point.