Ms. Belova

My New Beginning

I entered College a week ago and to my luck, I didn't have a roommate in my dorm. At first, I felt a little sad but that feeling quickly faded since I was pretty closed off anyway
'I'll make some friends in my classes and I'll be fine' I thought and besides I didn't need anything or anyone distracting me from my studies anyway.

I liked all of my classes so far except for Russian, it's not that I didn't understand the subject, yes, it was a new language and all but I was pretty well off, best of the class in fact, but the only girl there, the teacher was the youngest of the whole campus a 25-year-old, it was quite unusual for a college professor to be this young but I didn't mind as she was the only female company I had.

It was Sunday night and I was going over the Russian assignment I had just finished as my first class on Monday was Russian and I was nervous seeing there was a quiz, I was good in all of my classes but no matter how good I was at the class, the quizzes and tests always went to shit for me. I feel cursed at this point.

When I had finished going over my work I got comfortable in bed but of course, knowing that there was a quiz awaiting me tomorrow I couldn't shut an eye.

TIME SKIP

I got up earlier than usual so I decided to go to class early and try to go over my notes before the quiz. I got ready, I put on some sweats and a crop top hoping that the guys in my class wouldn't stare at me since they gawked and stared all through last week's lessons and I usually sat in the front with all the guys huddled behind me, that was the most uncomfortable class, to say the least.

As I enter I see my professor probably looking over the quiz seeing that she held a stack of papers "Good morning Ms. Belova, I hope it's alright that I'm early, I just wanted to go over some of my notes before the quiz." I notice her hazel green eyes look up from the papers to me and she gives me a warm smile "Good morning Y/n, I don't mind your company until the boys get here." she says her accent coming through thick, still having that warm smile on her face so I smile back "Thank you!" I say as I take a seat and pull out the notes I had taken.

I try to focus and go over the notes that are in front of me but I'm too anxious and unintentionally keep tapping my finger on the desk "What's got you so worked up?" I hear my professor's raspy voice from the corner of the room, I snapped out of my thoughts and shot my head up to look at the young woman that moved closer to my desk "uhm.. I-.. I'm not good at the quiz stuff no matter how well I do in class" I say looking back down at my notebook "You'll be just fine, you're the on top of the class, Y/n I don't think that you have anything to worry about." she says in efforts to calm me.

I simply hum in response then the classroom door flung open startling me as a flok of boys run into the room stopping slightly giving me looks, I squirm uncomfortably under all their eyes and Ms. Belova notices "Take your seats boys and stop starring at people, you're embarrassing yourselves!" she said firmly and slightly raising her voice startling the boys as she wasn't a professor who yelled.

The quiz started and I forgot everything like I had anticipated. I fill out everything that I can, which isn't a lot. I stand up and feel the boys eyes looking at me again I sighed quietly to myself but once again Ms. Belova defended me in the slightly loud and strict tone she'd used before "Keep your eyes on your papers boys. Hasn't anyone taught you how rude it is to stare?" with that the boys looked down again and I walk up to my professor and handed her the paper with my head hung low looking down at my feet yet she took the paper and gave me that warm smile again I tried my best to force a smile back and quickly went back to my seat.

TIME SKIP

It was now Friday the day I've been dreading.. The day I'll get my quiz results back and I hated Fridays because I had PE before so I usually left my leggings on with a crop top because I couldn't be bothered to change after PE but luckily Russian was my last class for the day.

I walked into class and heads shot up I scoff to myself and sit down "Would you contain yourselves?" I once again heard my professor from her usual corner I smile to myself and blush a little, she was the only professor who defended me in situations like these.

She handed out the quizzes, I got mine last 60% I was surprised. I was expecting something like 30%. Once class ended my professor called out as everyone collected their things "Y/n, I'd like to discuss your results"

Once everyone was out of the room and the door clicked shut I sigh and slump back into my seat "I said that I was going to fuck it up!" I say quietly "It's not as bad as you make it sound. What do you think you'd need to do to improve your results?" she asked "I don't know.. I'm ready to settle on failing all my classes. " I say Ms. Belova just snickers at my remark "You won't fail your classes Y/n. It's just the beginning of the semester. " I sigh "I'm sure that in a couple of months I'll be failing your class, Ms. Belova. I wanted to thank you for defending me all the time by the way, you really don't have to do that." I say in a low voice "I think I do since you aren't doing it yourself and clearly no one else is either" I let out a low chuckle "yeah, no I gave up on defending myself in high school, I'd rather stay quiet." I say with a hint of disappointment then I suddenly  feel a warm hand on my shoulder sending a shiver through my body, it's been so long since I've felt someone touch me that I'd almost forgotten what that felt like I thought to myself.

"Well you won't get mistreated in my class." she said while taking her hand off of my shoulder. "Thank you" I hummed.