Chapter 5): Tutor (2)

Chapter 5): Tutor (2)

(Aged Carl just for some more believable things, everyone else is the same though)

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"So let me tell you the rules first," Mr. Vegas said crossing his arms, "First, No flirting with my daughter, ever! Two, No Kissing my daughter, ever! Three, No making googly eyes at my daughter, ever!"

"Dad!" Sophia said setting her snack to the side as she stood glaring at her dad, but being an Eleven year old it wasn't that intimidating, "Stop making all the rules about me! Get to the real things."

"Well I am just making sure he knows sweetheart, no boy, let alone a Gallagher, is good enough for you." Mr. Vegas explained softly to her with a smile, "But fine, we will get on with it."

Carl felt awkward as he watched them before Mr. Vegas turned back to him, "House rules: No shoes, as you know. Never go anywhere in the house you haven't asked to go and have been given permission. And finally never go to the basement. We clear?"

Carl nodded, "Clear as crystal Mr. Vegas. I know I am just here to tutor Sophia, you won't have any problems with me."

He had to make that known now, Carl refused to make them believe he would do anything Frank would do, hell he wasn't even going to let Frank learn he was doing this. No doubt if he did the man would be out for money or drugs, and this was just a target that would end with Frank dead, he had done a lot of stupid stuff but this would be taking the cake if he even tried.

Also he had no plans to mess this up, of he did then that would just result in him screwing himself over, why would he mess this up when it is the easiest way for him at the moment to get money. He knew later he would need to study more for some things he forgot, but at the moment that wasn't something to worry about it would just be some high school things he forgot later on.

"Now the conditions," Mr. Vegas said bringing him out of his thoughts, "Frank owes me some money, and while you aren't him you are his kid, so you can start on his debt. At the moment he owes me exactly $1,500 dollars, I will be paying you $75 a session but taking $50 to start on that debt.

Do you agree to this?" Mr. Vegas said with a sick smile.

Carl groaned on the inside while outside his face didn't change, of course would fuck him over like this, why would he even think he wouldn't, he always played a part even when not there. This set back some plans he had, but there was nothing he could do about it, he would need to just re-adjust them or find something else but that was for later.

For now he could only handle this one thing, and while $25 a session wasn't ideal, it was better then the nothing he was getting everyday, "Umm is there a schedule you would like to make or anything?" Carl asked wanting to know how they wanted to do this.

"No, no schedule. You will just come over everyday for the month to tutor her, at the end of the month we will see where she is. If her grades have improved by more then one letter grade then you will keep your job with a slight raise, if she fails worse, well then you are cut and have to pay back everything gained." Mr. Vegas finished with a smile.

Sighing he nodded his head, "That's fair. Can I ask about the pay raise?"

"She is currently sitting at a 72 which a C in all her classes. Get her in the 80's (B) then a bump of $25, 90's (A) then a $50 bump." Mr. Vegas said only thinking it over for a moment.

Carl could get behind that, they were currently in sixth grade, it wouldn't be that hard to get her through the rest of middle school as an A student, even freshman year. After that he would need to see what classes she took, but that was all for later, maybe by then he would even be doing something better so he didn't need to plan that far ahead with this.

"Alright, well I can come over everyday after school for three hours at most before needing to be home." Carl said thinking it over, he would rather not go home to later after dark.

"Then we have a deal. Now I have things to do so I will be leaving." He said then turned and walked away without another glance.

"Huh?," Sophia said speaking up for the first time, "I expected more from him, you must not have been looking at me funny."

"What?!" Carl said with a bewildered look.

"My last tutor Josh," she stated as she took his hand leading him to the table, "Well dad said he looked at me funny, he was sixteen too, so I think I know what he meant. Anyway, dad didnt like that and by the third session, Josh never came back."

"Huh." Was all Carl could say.

Not wanting to step on that he took out all his textbooks and homework, he had brought them specifically for today so that he could actually seem like a good tutor not that her parents were watching them. Though the camera he caught in the corner of the kitchen he wasn't so sure anymore, more then likely her father would be looking that over at a later date.

As they began their session he learned that she wasn't so stupid, it was more that she just didn't connect things well with how the teachers taught it, which made him simplify it for her. Her worst subject was math though, he left it for last but it was the thing that took the longest seeing as she had to be taught step by step, he would also need to go back on further lessons.

"Alright, well that is all for today then. We can pick this up again tomorrow, do you want me here this weekend too?" He asked her as he packed away his things.

She shook her head, "Oh God no! Why on earth would I want to spend my weekend learning, no I am going to see that new movie 'The Scissoring' this weekend."

Carl was surprised, "Really? That is an R-rated movie how will you even get in."

"Please don't be so adorably stupid Carl, I am my father's little girl. He will help me get in." She said rolling her eyes as she went to get a cookie from the jar of them on the side.

"Sophia! Deja de comer bocadillos, la cena estará lista pronto." Mrs. Vegas said walking into the kitchen holding the baby she had before, although he didn't understand a word of it.

"pero me muero de hambre mamá!" Sophia whined back while giving a pitiful look to her mother.

"Oh por favor, deja de ser tan dramática." Mrs Vegas said rolling her eyes as she went to take ingredients out the fridge after setting the baby down.

Sophia pouted but out the cookie back making him realize she was stopping her from eating snacks more, "Well I should get going." He said his things packed away.

"Oh, are you sure you don't want to stay for dinner?" Mrs. Vegas asked switching back to English for him.

Shaking his head he slung his backpack on his shoulders, "No, I should get going before my sister starts to worry it is getting dark."

She nodded while taking some money from her pocket, "Well then here you go cutie pie, my husband already told me how much to give you. You be safe on the walk home, Sophia show him to the door."

Sophia nodded as he took the money handed from her, leading him back through the house she brought him back to the front door where she waited until he walked out before going inside. Grabbing his skateboard Carl started off down the street giving a nod to the two men who were watching the door, at least they didn't give him problems.

As he skated down the street he took out the money and counted it, $25 dollars exactly, which he smiled at seeing it was something just for him. Although he now would help out his family he didn't plan on giving all his money, he was still just as kid and didnt plan to use all his money for they house bills, he deserved to have some sort of fun.

With the family he just became apart of it was only right, it wouldn't be long before they expected him to help pay major parts of bills and do a whole lot more around the house. Sighing he thought of his plans, now with constant money coming into his pocket he could actually plan out his plans which weren't much.

As a kid again all he really planned to do was enjoy his youth again, he didn't really do it the first time around so he wasn't going to waste this chance to actually enjoy his life.

Skating up to his house he put fifteen into his back pocket while putting the other ten in his front, this way when he took it out later to show them they wouldn't say anything about him having more. Not that he thought they were greedy, but at the moment the family was desperate for money, something he knew a lot about, it wasn't easy always being poor.

In this life he didn't plan to be poor forever, but it would take time before he grew up so for now it was going to be slow moving.

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A/N: Sorry about translations if they ar

e wrong or I offend a native speaker. I am using Goggle for it, though I would love to learn.