My Teacher

Twenty minute break

Where do I go now?

My safe space was occupied and Alexis was already walking the final steps up to me.

"Adèle, what is up with you this week? Is the gym closed or something?" She jokes, breathing heavily because of the stairs.

I could tell her to leave me alone and lose a friend, but I can't do that. I won't.

"I'm just not feeling well the past few days." I sigh and turn to face her.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She's still breathing extremely heavily and it feels like she's having an asthma attack.

I shake my head. "Do you want to sit down? Let's talk about Marzia, perhaps?"

She agrees and we both walk over to the long, brown bench, that constantly changes it's location throughout the hallway.

There are a few kids sitting on it, but there's still enough space for us to sit there. One of them also takes his bright blue backpack off of the bench, so we have space.

The hallway is loud, since it's still a break, but it makes me think... Why the heck was my classroom occupied? Is her salary so small she needs more hours?

"So... Marzia." Alexis starts.

"Yeah. Marzia. What are we gonna do with her? Do we apologise or let it slide?" I think out loud, massaging my temples, because they're starting to hurt from Alexey's impact on me. I never knew a boy...or a man... could make such a big impact on me.

My hand is starting to slightly burn because of the coffee, so while Alexis talks, I savour the caramel taste.

"She hasn't been to school since. Maybe she's sick, but I doubt that. Remember that time, when she had, like, the smallest acne ever, and she didn't come to school until it faded away?"She takes the drink from my hands and takes a quick sip. "Thanks." 

I nod.

"Well, maybe she's having one of those situations now, too, and she's just embarrassed to come to school. And she's probably over our little argument...That wasn't really an argument from our side, but whatever." She shrugs.

Somehow it doesn't feel like it this time. Usually Marzia would be blowing up our phones and asking about her crushes - what they look like today, who are they talking to, etc...But this time, there are no calls, no texts, nothing.

"No, I think she's still angry for some reason. But I hope she gets over it quickly, because she has to be more realistic than she is - you can't date a teacher, even if he's young and hot." Thoughts of Alexey flow back into my mind and I don't even notice myself saying he's hot, until Alexis points it out.

"Hot, eh? Maybe Miss Adèle has finally found someone she likes? I don't think I've ever heard you say any boy is hot or at least cute." She grins and looks at me like she knows I have a crush at him.

My eyes widen. How could I give myself up so much? Now it all will start - Adele likes someone, blah blah blah.

"Yeah, right." I try to play it off cool and take another long sip of my coffee, almost finishing it.

Alexis nudges me in the ribs and I squeak, but I will never, ever confess to anyone, even her, that I'm starting to like Alexey quite a lot.

Thankfully, the ring saves me from being questioned any more, so we get up and try to get to the stairs through the massive mass of children and teenagers, that have suddenly appeared in the middle of the hallway.

"What lesson is it?" I ask her.  

"Chemistry. Come. Our seats are going to be occupied, if we don't arrive fast enough." She huffs and practically flies down the stairs, leaving me impressed. I never knew she was so fast.

Chemistry was a good lesson. I liked our teacher and that was all I needed - my marks were only 8, never less, and, somehow, never more.

I had even thought about studying medicine, because it genuinely interests me, but, well, let's just face it - I'm not the most perfect fix to be a doctor. I don't know shit about medicine and caring for people.

As we run up to the 107th classroom, I run into a small boy, that looks confused and scared, that two big girls are running towards him and are legit close to take him down.

"Sorry, kid." I say and continue half-running, half-walking.

With a quick knock Alexis opens the door wide open. Everyone's heads instantly turn to face the source of the sound, and it makes me blush a bit. I hate being the centre of attention. Or in it.

"Sorry for being late, Mrs.Aiya." I hear Alexis murmur to teacher as we both pass her, but Mrs. Aiya doesn't respond, she just continues on with the lesson.

Our seats, thankfully, are not taken, so we rush to the back of the class and try our best to sit down quietly, which doesn't happen, of course, because it's us.

When Alexis opens her bag's zipper too loudly, some heads turn to us again, and it makes me giggle.

"Shhh, can you?" I whisper to her and she grins back to me.

"If you girls could quiet down, I'd be happy to resume my lesson." Mrs.Aiya gives us a stricter look and we finally shut up, not wanting to make her angry and weird, since she tends to become like it, when she's angry.

Don't get me wrong- I like Mrs.Aiya a lot and she's funny and supporting, but...When she gets angry (mostly at guys, though), she becomes a bit freakish and makes us stay long or says and does annoying things.

***

When chemistry ends and she finally manages to achieve, that our class's dumbest boy understand how to make chemical reactions, she looks a little smug and I completely understand her - it was a long journey she did there, but it's finally done. Well, at least for this lesson. He's probably not going to understand anything the next lesson, too.

"English Lit, eh, Adèle?" Alexis nudges me in the ribs as I'm packing my things in my black bag with a sparkly, yellow 'STAR' written on it. Don't ask me why I have such a bag. I don't know. I guess it was the only black bag, that was the most acceptable in my opinion.

"Yeah, english lit, Alexis." I reply casually, not giving away the anxiety I have about the lesson we're about to have.

With Alexis still grinning, we slowly make our way to the third floor.

I feel my palms start to sweat more intensively, but while Alexis isn't looking, I quickly wipe them against my bottom.

The little kids are screaming their heads off, as per usual, and I feel nervousness creep into me.

Will this lesson be as stressful as it always is?

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