It was not forbidden, yet, something was holding April from letting herself loose.
The idea of being torn between love and keeping everything professional was unbearable for her. She felt extremely attached to the certain blonde haired girl, Quinn A...
"Are you happy?", April asked, sympathy in her voice.
She already regretted her words.
"Yeah, why are you asking such question?", Quinn knitted her eyebrows in little confusion.
"Cause I.. I'm worried.. about you.", she ducked out. "I mean, you are a senior and you definitely have a lot on your mind, and you also started dancing now and you spare every free time you got for this. And yesterday I saw this biology project essay you started, and I'm just worried you might neglect school subjects, which should still be your priority. Quinn, it's not like you have to go to collage right after graduating. I don't know I just want you to be happy and don't push yourself too hard you know.", she said and felt like out of her breath.
The blonde girl was in utter shock, she definitely did not expect that. She sure does have a lot to process.
"I- I um.", Quinn tried but couldn't really say anything.
"Nevermind, it's just.. my main point is that you can always count on me okay? Whenever you need help, with whichever you would need it, even in school.", April laughed at that part."Oh I should really stop talking.", she lingered, smile on her face.
Quinn just observed, she liked to do that when it comes to April. She likes to see her smile and when she talks about things. She never really considered her as a proper teacher, still tho she is an amazing dancer.
"Thank you.", Quinn said after a moment of silence that had passed between two of them.
Brunette's head snapped back at the younger girl, she smiled politely at her.
"Sure."
"Well then see you tomorrow.", now definitely Quinn said her goodbyes and left the car. April just waited until her 'student' gets in the house and she drove away.
Just later when she arrived in front of her own house, she noticed a book in her car. It wasn't hers tho. She did read books but mostly simple romantic novelas, but this? This was a book, a textbook in fact, about freaking moths, moths.
Quinn sure does like biology, April had thought.
She sighed to herself, took the book with herself along with her bag and entered the house. April went straight to the kitchen to drink something, then laying half of her front body on kitchen worktop she typed a message to Quinn.
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