Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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So Elaene had one of Shaun’s kids. Interesting. It wasn’t her first choice, but she came recommended – so there wasn’t anything she could do about it. Maybe it was a way to understand and get to know her nephews. For the sake of privacy and ease, she took Nash after school. Better than her home or his home, since she didn’t think Shaun would appreciate her coming into his home. Despite giving her verbal permission to do so.
It didn’t take long for the school day to kind of teeter towards the end of the day and Elaene found herself in one of the spare rooms of the school. She had a spread of things in front of herself, to help break things down – but it would all depend on what her student was working on. She was nervous but was ready. Elaene was a professional after all. Family, or not.
The door creaked open and Elaene saw a young man, that definitely was a mix of Shaun and Tracee. "Nash, correct?" she asked, calmly with a soft smile. "Please, come in!"
He had never been amongst the ones who needed extra attention when it came to classwork. Or school. There was attention aplenty, Nash was not deprived of that as he was more than able to get what he needed in that department. If his quick-wit didn’t do the trick he could always rely on his clownesque attitude.
No, he didn’t necessarily need the help, he was just a little a lot behind when it came to the material due to missing class. And while it really was not supposed to come this far, making him see a tutor was just ridiculous. Like seriously? Nash knew he needed to buckle down and get some work done if he wanted to pass this year but on the other hand, what did it even matter? Secondary school wasn’t the most important thing in life, that was something he had learned over the past few months.
Skipping would’ve been an option but his drama teacher had convinced him to get some help in Maths and if he did well the man would show him more sword fighting skills. He opened the door to one of the spare rooms, looking up at a lady with bright red hair and mostly pink clothes. Okay, different. ”Hi. Yea. Nash” he confirmed. Not interested in being here. Maybe it was a good thing his thoughts were quiet ones.
”Mr. Gallagher is making me come here because apparently he cares for some odd reason” the fifteen year old shrugged as he closed the door, ”I’m not stupid or anything, just behind or something?”
Elaene lifted her eyebrow when the young man introduced himself. He was aloof, and it would be a bit of a challenge. But Elaene was ready for it. “Well, that’s a good teacher – isn’t it?” she gave him a soft smile. Maybe her view of a good teacher was different than others. Usually, when a student was guided to excel and better themselves – that was a good sign. Hopefully.
“How about we see what you’re working on and what you're so-called behind on?” She had a good idea, as she got some of the curriculum from the math teacher. Elaene was surprised at how much Nash was missing, but she wasn’t going to admit that she knew what was going on.
The lady lifted an eyebrow instantly which always made him suspicious, people usually took to him and his jaunty attitude immediately. The soft smile that followed the question made it a little better but Nash still wasn’t about to give in to being here, not by choice at least.
”Hmm, sure. I guess so?” he shrugged. Of course he thought Mr. Gallagher was a good teacher, heck, he was the best there was in Nash’ opinion but that wasn’t something anyone needed to know. Definitely not some lady he had never met before.
”Maths,” he deadpanned as if it was the most ridiculous question ever because the teen was sure the tutor knew exactly why he was here. ”This is the book” the textbook looked like it had never been opened aside from the folds at the corner due to being stuck in the backpack that was now being slung to the floor. Nash sat down, ”How long does this stuff usually take?”
“Ah, of course! I’m Mrs. Murphy, but you can call me Elaene. It looks like we’re just missing a few assignments, that’s all.” Well, there were a few tests that were missed – but she wasn’t about to make the hidden guilt worse. Also, the book wasn’t one of her favorites – but she wasn’t about to voice that out loud.
“So, Nash...that’s quite an awesome name. It’s unique! Is there anything that you’ve found yourself struggling a bit more in math class? Anything that your teacher explains but you just haven’t found the right way to approach it yet?” Elaene was prepared to be either shut down or something along the lines. But she wanted to give Nash the feeling of being able to present himself the way he wanted. Even if it was an aloof teen who didn’t think school counted for anything. “Minimum 45 minutes. But we can go longer if needed.”
