Chapter Seven

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Valiana

𝑂𝑐𝑡 1𝑠𝑡 - 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐽𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙,

𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑤 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑢...

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, and I look up to see if Ms. Jain is looking my way. Thankfully she's not. I pull out my phone to read the text from Malia.

💬 [Happy Birthday, Bitch! We definitely need to celebrate this weekend. ]

💬 [Yes, We do! Tha... ]

Before I could finish the text, my phone was taken away from me. I couldn't even lock it. I look up, and Ms. Jain is walking back to her desk. She didn't even say anything to me, just took the phone out of my hand. I would cause a scene, but I'm so used to her doing this for the last 2 months since school started. I just roll my eyes at her and throw my hoodie over my head. Luckily, she doesn't say anything about me putting my head down with my hood on, or taking out my journal again.

I end up drifting off to sleep to the sound of the clock ticking.

The feeling of my hoodie being pulled off my head wakes me. I rub my eyes open and see that nobody is in the class anymore. The door is shut, and Ms. Jain is standing over me. When I look at the clock, I realize I slept through most of my next period.

"I'm guessing this is your planning period?"

"Mhmm," she hums a response and sits in front of me.

"And you didn't think to wake me for my next class?" I ask, annoyed, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You were sleeping so peacefully. I didn't want to wake you." She smiles softly. "Not like you need to be in your next period anyway. I'll message the teacher and let him know you were helping me grade papers. He should be fine with it."

"Right. Can I have my phone back?"

"Can you not text in my class?"

"I was just texting back th..."

"Thank you. Yes, I know. I saw that."

"You went through my phone?"

"Well, you did leave it open."

"You didn't give me much of a chance to close it."

"Oh... right." She bites the inside of her cheek. "So, today's your birthday... you're 17?"

"Yeah... how old are you?"

"Didn't anyone ever tell you it's not polite to ask a lady her age?"

"I never said I was polite. And I'm pretty sure it's the weight you aren't supposed to ask. But by the looks of your body frame, I'm guessing your heights around 5'4", maybe add a half on a good day. With that, you're probably between the weight of 108-130 lbs, but you seem a little on the lighter side, so... 120 give or take about 2 lbs," I ramble, looking her up and down. 

She gives me an amused look. "So, you're good with numbers and sizing people up as well?"

"I'm good with a lot of things, Ms. Jain."

She nods her head. "Okay... guess my age then." 

I look at her hard, wondering if this is a trick question. But she stares back at me, waiting for my answer. I think mentally for a minute. 

Considering the requirements of her chosen profession, it would take around four years to complete a degree, followed by 6 to 12 months in a teaching program to become a teacher. If she graduated at the average age of 18 or 19, she would be around 23 or 24 years old. Depending on how long she's been teaching and if this is her first position, I would estimate her age to be between 23-28 years old. 

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