I know you've been having buttproblems

                                        

                                              
Nothing is more exciting than experiencing new things, right? Wrong.
                              
Man, tutoring sucked. It was my second  tutoring session with Tom and I think he's less scared than last time but he's still on edge. I don't get that kid.
                              
He's not too bad at chemistry though. I didn't expect him to be bad, since we're both in AP Chemistry, but you never know.
                              
Every Tuesday and Thursday we'd have our little tutoring session. I couldn't wait until next Thursday, that would be the end of this. I'm not sure if I prefer this or detention.
                              
I guess I prefer tutoring. Tom had told me I explained everything much simpler than our teacher. I guess that's my little secret. Teachers tend to use big words so they can remind themselves that, yes, they did have a master's degree and once in their lives they'd actually had ambition until life pushed them into a poorly paid teaching position.
                              
By using big words they make things way more complicated than they were. My brain automatically changes everything into simple bits. It's easier to remember then. Plus, I have a big imagination so I try to think of everyday situations and apply the material to it.
                              
To be honest, I wasn't aware I did this until Tom had pointed it out.
                              
I'd decided to cut this tutoring session short. Tom was okay with it. Well, he was okay with everything I said so it doesn't really count. I got bored. He was doing fine and making his exercises silently so I was just sitting there.
                              
Just like detention. Sometimes I think this little project was biting me in the ass.
                              
I scribbled something on a note and went to the classroom where detention was held. When I walked inside I could see Code, ready to blow his brains out and Ben just taking a nap in silence. Code looked surprised to see me.
                              
He'd be smiling in a second.
                              
His expression said 'wtf are you doing here?' and I answered him by winking at him.
                              
I walked up to the teacher and handed her the note. I had faked a very adult handwriting and I was convinced it was believable. It said:
                              
Code has to leave detention earlier today. He has an appointment with his proctologist. 
                              
Yep, I had basically written Code had to see a buttdoctor. I tried to look serious but it took a lot of concentration. The teacher raised her eyebrow.
                              
"And why exactly do you have this note?" Oh right, I guess that didn't make sense. It was an impulsive idea.
                              
"Code gave this to me because he always loses his notes but he forgot I didn't have detention today. You see, I tutor people every Tuesday and Thursday." Remember when I'd said I don't lie? Little white lies obviously don't count.
                              
The teacher looked at me for a moment to see if I was being serious. She then looked at Code. "Code, could you come over for a second?"
                              
Code looked utterly confused, I really hoped he wouldn't screw this up but knowing him he'd probably play along.
                              
"Yes, mrs O'Donnell?" Psh, suck up. For a second I'd thought he was gonna bat his eyelashes.
                              
"Is it true you have to leave early because you have an appointment?" The teacher was still holding the note in her hand.
                              
Code frowned for a second. No, don't look confused!
                              
"Oh I'd totally forgot! Thanks for bringing the note Jill! Yes, it's true I have an appointment, my mom wrote me a note but I gave it to Jill because I always lose everything" He scratched his head.