Not just a teacher (18+)

Chapter 14

Natalia's POV

I wake up to the sound of Julie yelling, it's hard to tell what's really going on because my head instantly starts pounding, a throbbing pain I can't seem to push away. I mean it is all my fault for going out with the girls last night, but still, I want to enjoy rather than sitting inside in a frickin blackhole. "How are you feeling Nat?" Julie says in a calm tone. I don't know whether to just stare at her so she gets the clue or answer. "Okay then... don't answer my question." Julie says as she walks away to do her makeup. Before letting her go much farther, I ask "What even happened last night?". Julie turns around to make eye contact with me, but playfully smiles and turns back around to what she was doing. What the hell? I did ask her something, right? Rolling over to the other side of the super cramped bed, I grab my phone and unlock it, ignoring all the notifications.

"You know you sent a strange email to your professor, right?" Julie randomly adds. Hearing that, my eyes go wide. "When we were on our 4th shot, you decided it was a good idea to email him some weird shit." I quickly sit up on the bed and give her a worried stare, opening my mouth I add, "And you didn't even bother stopping me?! Oh my god! How bad was it?"

Not even caring about what she has to say, I open my phone again and go directly to my email. I skim over the embarrassment and quickly cringe. What the actual hell was I thinking, I couldn't even spell my own name right, let alone other simple words. I seriously cannot let him see me ever again, why on earth do I even bother. Throwing my phone onto the bed, I decide to walk over to the shower, hoping the warm water will make me feel better. "If it's any consolation, I sent pretty embarrassing texts too." Julie says through the door of the bathroom. At this point, I don't even want to show up to any lectures today. Maybe if I don't show my face to the world, everyone will eventually forget about me, which is the way it should be. Removing my gross clothes, I hop into the shower. Letting the warm water run through my hair, closing my eyes to enjoy it more. But I can't avoid the persistent thoughts from clouding my mind, I mean it's still early in the morning to decide if I should even show my face in Mr. Valentino's class. It's not like he even pays attention to me, I literally sit in the back.

10 minutes pass, and I get out, the humidity of the shower fogging up the mirror. I swipe away the fog and stare at myself. Looking at every insecurity and flaw I can see, which is basically everywhere. I can't escape who I am, I wish I could leave my body. Interrupting my thoughts, a knock pierces my ears. "Hey Nat. Are you okay?"  With slight hesitation I answer, "yeah." Quickly responding, Julie says "Are you coming to class? It wouldn't be the same without you by my side in the halls."

I mean it would be weird not to go, but at the same time I would hate showing my face. Ugh. "Yeah I'll go, I have nothing else better to do." I say drying my hair. "Yay! I'll be back, I still have time to buy our usual coffee and muffin."

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Waiting for Julie, I prepare my bag with all my essentials. Making sure all my red, blue, and black pens were inside including my blue notebook. Seconds later, Julie comes barging in, "Hey girl! I brought you your favorite black coffee with 2 creams and 2 sugars, and of course the famous blueberry muffin." She says while handing it to me. I always enjoyed the way my mom had her coffee, so I copied it, cream by cream, and sugar by sugar. "Thanks Julie, you're the best." I say with a smile. "That's what they all say about me in bed." Okay then... 

We both take a bite of our muffin and head out into the hallway, chewing the most we can before heading into the strict no food policy they have in lectures. Making a left, Julie finally arrives at her psychology class, meaning I would have to walk all by myself to Mr. Valentino's class, ugh what a cruel world we live in. "Well, here's my stop. And hey, you will be fine. I am sure he gets emails from his drunk students all the time." I highly doubt that. "Don't worry about me Julie." I give her a reassuring smile to let her know that I will be fine, which seemed to do the job. Oh what would I do without her...