Death of Pygmalion

𝟔. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰

Elio was dying in English class, as were his friends. Paulette was secretly napping behind her textbook,hoping nobody will notice her absence. In front of them, Alistair and Vance were whispering something to eachother, sometimes dying from laughter. Cooper's hand reached out and handed a piece of paper to Alistair, which he later passed to our hero.

It was Friday. November 5. The English teacher also almost fell asleep from the boring lesson he was teaching that day. The room was so warm, so everyone was either asleep or talking to each other to keep themselves from falling asleep on the dark wooden desks.

Elio was passing through the scrappy pages of his textbook out of boredom. He paused on one page and stared at a picture on one of the pages.

The two fish on the picture walked like gentlemen dressed in black tuxedos and also black top hats. With their small dark fins, they rested on equally small dark canes that reached, if it could possibly be called, their waists.

An English joke was written above their heads, which the boy didn't understood correctly. Behind them was like a small square with a fountain spraying water into its apparently round base. Elio looked at Paulette, who was asleep, and refused to wake her.

As soon as the bell rang, the students did not wait for a second invitation and left the room as a tornado of unhinged demons. Exactly seconds before the bell rang, Paulette woke up as if she was scalded and tensed her arms and legs.

In the afternoon, all students had some free time. Some went to their rooms, others decided to rest in the relaxation room. Paulette pulled Neri out to keep her company during her smoking session. She was explaining something to him as they put on their coats and went to her hiding place, where she usually takes a break.

The snow was falling in rags and almost nothing could be seen through the thickness and the intense snowing.

The two talked about life, poetry and books. She told him she had an idea for a story and she will sit down and write it down. Elio and Paulette meandered along the narrow sides of the college.

When they got to the spot the students saw Madame Lefebvre's tall figure. Strange, what she was doing here. They must have had a vision, but no. Elio would recognize this graceful figure everywhere

" Good afternoon, Madame Lefebvre. Do you have a cigarette? "Ménard greeted her and went to the woman. Carol pulled out a metal box and opened it. Paulette took a cigarette and placed it between her soft pink lips. The black-haired girl bent down to light her cigarette.

Elio shuddered to see the way his friend looked at the lady. The look he had always seen in his father's lovers. A sun-scorching look that leaves you breathless, thirsty for more of the owner of that burning look.

"Elio, your essay is amazing, but I have a few remarks that I want to show you. "Carol Lefebvre said and pulled from her cigarette.
"Okay. With pleasure. If you want somewhere around 20:00 today."suggested the boy and shrugged.
"With pleasure."

Neri noticed the woman's extinguished cigarette, and before the madame realized it ,he was holding a fire against her. Lefebvre was slightly stunned, thank him and light itup.

Her dark brown eyes stared at him. As Dante stood before the panther, he felt vulnerable standing near to this French goddess in the body of his teacher.

The boy stood with them and talked to the women until it was time to enter the last class of the day.