Teagan sat stubbornly on the top of her desk, her arms crossed angrily over her amble bosom. She was not happy about having to be here in tutoring, and was even more pissed that it was her brother that would be tutoring her. She barely could stand to see his face as it is, she didn't want to have to see his smarmy little smirk when she got all of the maths wrong.
She hated maths almost as much as she hated her brother. The numbers confused and irritated her, and she could never remember what equation went with what method. She always ended up slamming her head against the desk and screeching in anger.
And now she was forced to have to deal with two of the things she hated the most (though she didn't REALLY hate her brother.. she was just stubborn)
She wondered if she could escape while he wasn't looking..