My Teacher

Take Five

When I got home, my anxiety was almost suffocating me. Why was I so nervous about my upcoming talk with Alexey? Was it because it had ended nasty the last time? Or because I was wondering if this will end up with us making out?

The anxiety at least made me super productive - I finished all of my homework, cleaned my room and even put on some makeup. Why? I have no fucking idea, since I don't usually wear it. 

When I ran out of things to do, I just sat in the middle of my room and threw a doggy ball to Bub for almost an hour. At first, it made me laugh, because his paws were so slippery on the bright laminate, that his paws were all over the place. After a while, of course, the actions became robotic, since my thoughts went off wondering about this evening.

My parents were out today on business and later going to dinner party, so I had the whole flat to myself. I didn't need to talk to my mom about my long face and, eventually, about boys. I absolutely hated these type of conversations, so I tried to avoid them at any cost. I had already heard the lecture about periods and protected sex once, so I didn't feel like I wanted nor needed to hear about sex once more. And besides - we live in the 21st century! The internet is kind of a big deal now.

At exactly 7 PM my phone vibrated. Since I was still sitting on the ground, throwing the ball at Bub, and my phone was charging on the table, I bolted up and almost tripped over Bub, who was, as usual, in my way, when I wanted to get somewhere faster.

*I'll be there in 5*

My heart started to beat faster. God, I was really nervous! I wanted to see him again, but I didn't want to get hurt, since the last time had hurt quite a lot. There were too many tears and too much pain in my heart, and I won't let this happen again.

Bravely, I decided to make an exit as things started to go bad. I won't let anyone hurt my poor little heart anymore. I was not familiar with the sting of rejection and I never wanted to feel it again.

As I was putting on my black coat, I examined myself in the mirror to see if I looked okay. The girl in the mirror looked surprisingly too good - her brown hair was made into a neat, yet messy bun, her eyes were bright and shining and her outfit... It made me feel overly confident even. My black jeans, black shirt and the long black coat with bright red, furry pockets on the outside were really making me look amazing.

"Maybe... if I add a tiny bit of red lipstick..." I murmured to myself thoughtfully as I walked over to my make-up bag, trying to find my red lipstick, that I rarely ever used. When I put it on, the girl looking back at me in the mirror looked pleased.

"Yeah, this will do." I nodded to myself and then rushed out to meet Alexey.

***

As I walked closer to him, I immediately noticed his dark silhouette leaning against his luxurious car, looking at his feet. Was he nervous? He was wearing all black, too, and it made me smile. Like made for each other. His favourite colour was black, too, so we even had similar taste. How amazing was that?

When he heard me approach, he lifted his head up. His eyes immediately widened and it made me so, so pleased. His eyes travelled down and back up and finally he looked into my eyes.

"You look...stunning." He took my hand and kissed my knuckles. His sweet action made me blush and I couldn't hide my smile. 

He opened the door of the passenger side. Placing his soft palm on my lower back, he guided me inside, carefully holding my jacket, so it wouldn't get dirty or wet from the melting snow. With a swift movement, he walked around the car and I got an intense deja vu. My smile faded a little, but I tried to put it back on as he entered the car.