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Fan thought he was going to do good in chemistry. After all, he didn't want to go into physics because Paintbrush (who had taken the class last year,) told him it was basically just a second math class. Who would want that?
But as the year went on, his grades kept dropping.
And dropping.
And...yeah, he had a 23. It was bad.
However, what he didn't know was that his teacher was planning to set him up for peer tutoring with a girl he didn't know.
But right now, Fan was at lunch, completely oblivious.
"Geez, Lightbulb! I just don't know what went wrong..." He ran his fingers through his red hair. "I went to chemistry because I thought I'd do better, but the complete opposite happened! I mean, I went because math was never my strong suit but I'm doing even worse-" Lightbulb shut him up.
"Come on, Fan! You have to look on the bright side! LIKE ME!" Lightbulb laughed. "After all, maybe you'll get some sort of assistance! Maybe it'll be someone cool! Like Test Tube from 6th period!"
That certainly caught his attention.
"Test Tube? I think I've heard her name before during sophomore awards last year." Fan muttered.
"Yeah, she's really smart! She got an award in science!" Lightbulb looked into his eyes. "And I think you two would work well together."
Fan didn't have enough time to think about it before the bell rang, signaling he had to go to fifth period.
When he got to the classroom, they just had to do some sort of assignment from the day before. Since he was already done with it (he didn't do good,) he was just sitting down for the time being.
His teacher gestured him over. When he finally came over, he was gestured to sit down.
"Listen, Fan. I've seen you were struggling with the assignments so far, and I decided you're in need of some tutoring."
He was a bit caught off guard. Wasn't this just what Lightbulb was telling him about?
"But as you know, I don't exactly have much free time to my name. So of course, I've assigned you to my best student; Test Tube." The teacher pointed behind him, where he saw a very tall girl with dark skin.
His teacher spoke once again.
"Test Tube, as I've told you, this is Fan. He's been in need of someone like you for a while now."
(Wow, that was some weird wording.)
Anyways, they were told to meet up every now and then to talk about certain formulas, reactions, and whatnot.
After her and Fan talked for a while, it was like they were two sides of the same coin. Test Tube had her own nerdy interests that no one wanted to listen to, and Fan had his own.
As Paintbrush watched them from a distant table, they knew that they just needed to invite Test Tube the next time they all hung out together.