“Wait," I said.
He glanced at me again.
I held up the severely wrinkled paper. "I'm your tutor." The doubt in his eyes kind of made me mad. Did he think I wasn't smart enough to tutor him?
"See," I demanded, shoving the paper in the space between us.
The half-smile thing he did resurfaced, and he took the paper out of my grasp. "What'd this paper ever do to you?" he said, taking in its crumpled appearance.
I scowled. For starters, it was forcing me to talk to him.

-Rimmel & Romeo”