Lemon had entirely too many questions. Katherine found herself taking a deep breath before continuing or answering any of them, merely blinking her way and taking a moment to process everything that transpired in the few seconds that passed. While she understood Lemon needed some help— she didn’t expect that she’d needed it this bad. Not that Katherine is judging, Physics just didn’t click for most people. At least she was being honest about the things she didn’t know, the fact that Lemon truly didn’t get most of this didn’t sit too well with Kat, she wasn’t sure why, but she wasn’t exactly expecting to teach her much of anything.
She hardly knew Lemon, for all she knew it was just a ploy to get to know her, but while Lemon was oh-so-curious about Kat and vice versa, she genuinely needed the help to pass the class. Whether or not Katherine was attracted to her, she couldn’t of just given up.
The brunette is a lot of things, but she doesn’t go back on her word.
She said she’d help.
And so, she did.
“The reason why there’s a zero law, is because they had already established the first three laws when they realized that they needed another, they didn’t want to cause confusion because the laws were already so well known— they couldn’t possibly name it the fourth law because it was the most fundamental law, it’d come after the first three, and that just wouldn’t be logically correct.” To be fair, there were moments when everything about everything felt logically incorrect sometimes. Everyone had that moment where it just was, ‘well, why didn’t they do this instead?’ It’d save time, be easier to explain and understand in the long run.
But alas, nothing was easy.
The whole point would be gone if it was easy.
The point, you ask?
‘To figure out the inner intricacies about everything, only to fail to teach the next— but succeed the second.’
Katherine furrowed her brows for a moment in thought, and decided to get up from her seat and take the one next to Lemon, picking up her own pencil and opening up a page in the notebook that sat in front of her. “I used to do that too.” Kat said, explaining that she’d forget to convert the temperatures as well— when she was thirteen, of course, but she wasn’t about to admit that.
“It was some work, but...” Katherine trailed off, ignoring the close proximity with Lemon as she wrote in the corner of the paper, something small enough to notice, she hesitated for a moment and decided to draw a heart— in her defense, she never used to actually doodle that, but Lemon simply seemed like that type of girl.
It was just a symbol, don’t make it something more than it is. “I’d mark most of my paper as a reminder.” The girl held the pencil out back to her, not bothering to shift away and allowing their personal space to be nonexistent for the most part.
“... So, heat and work. They’re related, but they don’t exactly work in the way you think, while work can be completely converted to heat, you can’t do vice versa. Heat can’t— as a whole, be transformed into work energy. We have different forces for different things, Contact forces— is… tension, friction, air resistance, spring. At a distance, there’s gravitational pull, electrical, magnetic, all of this can’t be applied to just one force because they all have different reactions, you know?”
Personal space was completely thrown away at this point, as great as it’d be to notice how close they were, Katherine was completely focused at the task at hand. Clearly too interested in explaining to even notice.
Katherine had many pros, one of them— was her intelligence. It was the only thing she prided herself off of when she was younger, although it wasn’t like many people praised her for it.
When certain moments like these came to light, a fraction of the girl she used to be was practically splayed for everyone to see.
Kat wasn’t sure if Lemon was even understanding most of what she was saying, but she hoped so. She wasn’t exactly the greatest tutor. Granted, Katherine didn’t tutor people, period.
“As for gravity, is— well, alright. ‘Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.’ It isn’t the greatest explanation as to why, but think how the sun revolves around us, the Earth attracts the sun with the same exact force… thinking smaller though, the Earth attracts you and you attract the earth with forces that are equal in magnitude and direction, but of opposite sense. Of course, that same force will have a much greater effect on you than on the Earth, the same applies to the sun’s combination to the Earth. That’s your equal and opposite force. Get it?” At this point, Katherine isn’t sure what more there is to get. Learning this had been much simpler than teaching— and this is only a few minutes in.
…
Maybe she’ll get the questions right?
After all, her phone was on the line. And god forbid a sixteen year old girl like Lemon Pierce would go a whole hour without her phone.
—
The last hour that passed had only proved Katherine’s point. Motivation was a funny thing. Whenever you were convinced you’d get rewarded, suddenly the brain cells would start flowing. Lemon had gotten more than a few questions right and thankfully, Katherine had explained most of what she was confused about— whoever was teaching at PB had barely given her the chance to do decent. See, Katherine never understood that. A teacher’s job is to actually teach, not to throw a test on you and expect for you to know all of these things already when they don’t give the time of day to answer the questions that should be asked, but instead they merely expect you to find things out of your own accord.
And that alone was completely outrageous.
Lemon had wandered off into the bathroom a bit ago, and Katherine found herself staring at the candy that was now drowning in the pink liquid that was once ice cream. Nails tapped impatiently onto the table and a sigh escaped her while a squealing child ran past the table, bumping into the chair beside her and Lemon’s bag fell to the floor.
“Oh! I’m so sorry.”
The father’s apologies was met with a glare, a glare that he was too busy to pay attention to before running after his toddler who was too busy screaming her head off for another scoop of ice cream.
Katherine rubbed at the temples of her head to fight off an oncoming headache from the scents and sounds that were coming from the shop.
The brunette leaned down to pick up the bag and the contents that fell out. A pack of gum, chapstick, the deodorant was a bit of a surprise, and that horrifyingly adorable ‘lemon’ wallet she owned, the novel that Katherine suggested and she let out a huff of breath, clearly amused as she placed the things back into g.
A book that found it’s way under the table caught her attention, it looked like something a twelve year old would’ve decorated, and curiosity had gotten the best of heropening it only to be met with a diary entry.
An eyebrow raised as she skimmed the first line of words, and Katherine shook her head, closing the book. As tempted as she was, it wasn’t right.
Even if there might’ve been an entry with her name involved— it wasn’t her place.
If anyone knew how important privacy was...
It was Katherine.
She hesitated for a mere moment before placing it back into the bag, right as Lemon walked out of the bathroom.
Great.
“I... you need not to worry, I didn’t read your deepest, darkest fantasies about me.” Katherine dusted herself off and lifted the bag off the floor, handing it out to Lemon, furrowing her brows in confusion and a grin appeared onto Kat’s face not long after,noticing the glasses.
“Oh? Did we become a scholar in the ten minutes you were gone?” Katherine asked, packing up her own contents into her bag before glancing back at Lemon.
She knew they couldn’t be prescriptions, Katherine had her own social media obsession for a week or so, and Lemon was the star of that.
What?
“I’d say it fits you, even if glasses aren’t a personal preference of mine.”
