Time had never moved so slowly for Trixie as it did the following day. She kept thinking about the night before, how Ms. Zamolodchikova had made her forget all the words she ever learnt and how she wanted to see her after class. Trixie was worried, to say the least. It didn't sound as if Katya wanted to lecture her, her tone had been rather suggestive the night before but maybe that had only been to fool Trixie and she was in for a real scolding.
Katya's Math lesson finally came and Trixie was nervously standing outside of the classroom, considering not going at all. The other girls were already seated and chatting away, laughing at something that must have been hilarious. After a few more minutes of nervousness Trixie finally got a grip and opened the door to the packed classroom, receiving looks and waves from the group of girls she had hung out with the night before. They were seated in the front row, closest to the teacher, closest to Katya. Of course they were.
Trixie took the seat next to Alaska who immediately invited her into the conversation, although it was difficult for her to focus she was able to participate in the jokes and the storytelling. Suddenly the whole classroom fell silent, the only sound still remaining was the sound of heels walking across the wooden floor. All eyes darted to the front of the classroom where Ms. Zamolodchikova seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. She was looking straight at Trixie, who was mesmerized by the way her grey pencil skirt clung to her contoured thighs and hugging her rounded hips in a way that made Trixie jealous of the fabric. A white blouse with a few buttons unbuttoned was tucked into the skirt, making her show way too much cleavage for a teacher. Trixie was unable to hide her staring but was hoping that Katya wouldn't notice how her eyes were roaming all over her body.
"Privet everyone." Katya said with her russian accent; keeping her steady gaze at Trixie who seemed enchanted by her looks. And she loved it, she also loved testing the boundaries and Trixie was gonna be her next victim. The quiet girl who always had a shade of pink on her cheeks as soon as Katya even looked at her. She knew she could be intense sometimes, but she loved having that effect on people, having that type of control.
Trixie had to look away, it felt as if Katya's stare was eating her alive and she couldn't bare the eye contact anymore.
The class flew by. Trixie looked up from her books a handful of times during the whole period, and every single time Katya's eye were studying her, her gorgeous red lips twisted into that constant smile that never seemed to leave her. It made Trixie incredibly flustered, wondering if the whole class was staring at them both, wondering what the hell was going on and why Trixie was redder than a tomato.
Trixie was slightly panicking as the class started to come to an end. She was not up for a lecture from the teacher she used to daydream about. So as soon as the bell rang she was out of there, not taking Katya up on the offer to come see her after class. She didn't care if she would get into trouble for avoiding the meeting, anything was better than being confronted by Katya in a room all by themselves; she was gonna avoid that for as long as she could.
Katya was surprised to see Trixie dart out of the classroom, but she was also filled with a feeling of disappointment. The younger girl had avoided eye contact throughout the entire lecture leaving Katya desperately trying to catch her eye. She had looked forward to talking to the girl in private yet again and felt almost cheated as she was left alone in an empty classroom. The anxiety that had built a home in Katya's chest several years before, not seeming to let go of the grip it had around her made itself known with an uneasy feeling Katya had a hard time distracting herself from. She was desperate for a smoke and fidgeted on the crunched up pack she had in her pocket. She hated the way she could get lost in the storming waves of the nagging feeling inside her, dragging her down making it hard to breath. For a second she had to put a hand against the desk to steady herself, wondering how a cancelled meeting with a girl she didn't know was affecting her in this way.
Trixie was half running down the corridor, trying to get as far away from Katya's classroom as possible. Alaska was sprinting after her and after several long leaps she caught up with her, not seeming to pick up on the panic and distress in Trixie's eyes. She started talking about some secret party they were gonna have later that night and made Trixie promise to come, without really knowing what she was agreeing to. Trixie had always thought Alaska was charming, the way she always smiled with warmth towards Trixie, unlike Katya who just looked smug. And she always seemed keen to have Trixie around her, getting her included in the parties, smoke sessions or just gossip talk. When Trixie thought about it, Alaska was really keen on having Trixie around. She studied Alaska that had now come to a stop in front of trixie, with a crooked smile plastered on her lips.
"I'm so glad you're coming tonight. "Alaska said and it sounded incredibly honest and sweet.
Trixie smiled in return and added a few sentences about the fact that she was excited which made Alaska smile of joy. Plus she could use a distraction from her thoughts about hers and Katya's encounter the previous night.