17. Show me

MICHAEL I could sense Jacob's discomfort as he sat in front of me. He could hardly look me in the eyes, but it was kind of impossible as I was sitting directly in front of him. Besides, you can't teach anyone anything without looking at them! "So...um...what did you need help with?" he asked. Quick, Michael. Think of some bullshit excuse to give him. I searched my brain to find out my weakest area in physics. "I don't understand...uh..." I stammered. I suddenly forgot everything. "You don't understand what?" Jacob narrowed his eyes. "I don't understand anything in class. Teach me, Sensei," I said. Jacob stared at me for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Michael. You don't need my help, do you? This was just an excuse to see me," he said. Damn, he was smarter than I thought. "Don't flatter yourself, mister. Why would I make an excuse? If I wanted to see you, I would've waltz back here and see you," I declared. Of course, it was a total lie as I didn't have the guts to do that. "Then