My Teacher

Irritated

The embarrassing yet intriguing drive was over when we stopped at my apartment building: a grey house with five floors. The doors could only be opened by a special chip or by calling someone with the little phone, that is attached to the front wall.

"I,um...Thank you for the ride, Mr...Alexey." I correct myself, somewhat forgetting, that he asked me to address him like that.

"It was a pleasure." He smiles a sexy smile, making me wish, that I could stay in his car a bit longer and just talk about life.

I blush, not knowing what to say.

"Will you be at school tomorrow, Adèle?" He seems to like my name, because he uses it ALL the time. I don't particularly like my name, but the way he says it, makes it sound more grown, more elegant, more...sexy?

"Yeah, I'm certain I will." I say and open the door.

When I'm out, I bend so I can look him in the eyes one last time.

"Merci and au revoir, Mr.Bogdanovych." I make my French accent sound strong and close the door after I've said that, leaving him him with a fascinated smile on his lips.

***

"Adèle? Why are you home already?" My mother runs out of the kitchen, when she hears me come in.

"My blood pressure was too high, so my head was dizzy and the nurse let me go home for the day." I explain her.

She looks a bit angry, obviously thinking, that I just wanted to get away from school today.

I ignore that and march into my bedroom to put down my backpack.

Bub is sleeping there, but he wakes up when he hears me come in. He runs towards me, wiggling his fluffy tail excitedly.

"Wanna go pee-pee?" I pet his soft head and go back to the corridor to take his leash.

"Going for a walk?" Mom asks even though she just heard me talking to Bub.

"Yep." I answer, only slightly irritated, that she asks dumb questions.

While outside, my mind is overly taken by Alexey. How weird is it, that it feels like I've known him for more than a month, when in reality, I've known him for barely a day.

Since Bub is taking forever to do his things, I take out my iPhone.

Opening facebook, I search for him, and, successfully, I find him.

He doesn't post lots of pictures or posts, but he still has the basic information, that I usually check for all people. (Weird, right? I'm such a stalker.)

I know he's graduated from the university, so I don't really care about that stuff, but I do care about his family, relationships and life events.

He has only one relative there, which is his mother - Svetlana.

When I click to see her profile, I see an attractive woman, that looks so young, that they could even pass as a sister and brother.

Her long hair is pitch black, just like Alexeys. Her facial features are kind of similar to Alexey's, but I can see, that his father is the one with perfectly defined jawline and nose.

She looks radiantly happy in the pictures and I even find one with her and Alexey together as he was a small child.

Alexey looks so cute, that my heart even starts to beat faster at he sight.

I wonder what our children would look like..

Wait, what? Where did that just come from? Why am I turning into every cliché teenage girl ever?

Disgusted by myself, I clean up Bub's poop and rush inside.

I need to go to the gym. Now.

Today there are no self-defense classes, only aerobics and step dancing, which I don't like.

Deciding to only hit the punching bag today, I take my sports bag, place my freshly washed clothes in and go over to mom.

"I'll be at the gym for a while." I say and turn around, hoping she'll let me go without any questions, but, just my luck, she doesn't.

"I thought you weren't feeling well." Mom says sarcastically. She's always been been a sassy one, but when she's proven to be right, she turns extremely sassy.

Since I'm getting more irritated by the second, I turn back to her and say "Listen, ESMEE, I am feeling bad, so I need to exercise and sweat it out of my system, OKAY?"

I call her by her name, when I'm angry. She usually gets angry, too, and then we both practicall scream our heads off at each other. Of course, that doesn't last long and we make up soon. That's just how we are.

I turn around and leave our apartment. Mom is angry, I know, but I just don't want to talk right now.

I'm mad at myself, at Alexey, at mom, even at Bub.

I know that is unfair to be angry at everyone, but my mind and soul just wants to punch something. Hard.

***

Coming home after gym, I feel much better. The anger has faded, Alexey has almost left my mind and I feel peaceful again.

While I come home from my Lemon Gym, Alexis enters my thoughts.

Why hasn't she asked my about my whereabouts? Has she made peace with Marzia? Did somebody even tell my math teacher, that I won't come to the lesson, or did she know that by herself?

As I am getting closer to home, I notice a lady walking her husky dog. The dog has beautiful eyes- one is brown, but the other one is blue.

"What a beautiful dog." I compliment the husky and she smiles, looking at it fondly.

Her face looks familiar and then I realise who's in front of me.

Alexey's mother.

Why is she here? Does she live here? Is Alexey living nearby, too?

I start to walk away and my thoughts are filled with him again. Why couldn't I just ignore him like I always ignore every boy in our school?

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