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England x Reader - TutoringEngland x Reader - Tutoring by ~LizziMoney
“Well class, that’s the bell. Have a good weekend, you guys.” Your teacher’s voice was drowned out by the final bell, and the voices of twenty other students rising in their seats and gathering their things.
Finally, it was Friday.
You packed your [fav/color] book bag with your materials along with your classmates, tucking your [h/color] hair behind your ear.
“Ah, Ms. [l/name], Mr. Kirkland, please come see me before your leave.”
Shit. What did I do?
You furrowed your brows, heaving your heavy bag onto your shoulder and turning, stopping at your teacher’s desk.
“Yes, Mrs. Douglas? Is there something I can do for you?” You inquired, inching toward the door and hoping she wouldn’t notice, moving your feet backwards at a snail’s pace. You stopped at what she said next.
“Well, there isn’t really much you can do for me, but Arthur here could use your help. Isn’t that right?” Yo