Waking early in a good mood ready to go through with my plan. I eat an early breakfast and enter the high school heading straight to the principals office. First he says that I shouldn't feel bad that I'm older than the others and that he knows my grades are good.
"Sir, I really feel the school has nothing left to offer me listen I've been here two weeks. What has ben on my mind is all these things I already learned them...nothing else.. " I stretch out the words nothing else so as to not have him throw more questions out on me.
"A...Alright...but if you need anything," he stuttered.
Smiling happily I waited to get my early testing done and focus on what I was going to do with my company and what courses I should take in the sister college next door. The principal was still on the phone with one of my teachers I suppose when a knock took me out of my thoughts of tomorrow.
"Come in, who could it be at this time," his gaunt face contorting as he told the party to come inside his office.
"Sir what do you mean by..." my insides trembled as I knew I couldn't mistake that voice.
It's Marmar no....Mr Kurosawa....my soon to be ex teacher...how should I address this man? My mind was a mess and I couldn't hear what they were talking about. Actually arguing, then he left the office taking a glance at me which makes me look down in reaction. I finish all my exams finally thirty minutes before my last period, and hopefully the last time I bump into him I told myself inside. Yet I knew I really was just trying not to do anything wrong like what happened last night. The thought of last night when he told me that I was basically an appetizer made me so flush. Then I remind myself he's married and was just toying with me for fun.
"I may as well leave". I say aloud turning to just get away apparently too loud because I heard a stern and harsh response from behind the classroom door.
"You may pass all your tests early, you may even think my class isn't your standard but you will be in here for at least your last right."
This was not a question out of his mouth and somehow only I felt that as others in class starts to laugh and giggle. I saunter into the room my head only showing the tips as I sit in my seat putting my bag on the desk loudly know my eyes were sending daggers at him. People were quietly whispering and I ignored it drawing in one of my notebooks and he was teaching. Yet I am pretty sure throughout the whole time he was staring at me with a confusing uneasiness in his eyes. The class went on for an unusually long time and I just wanted to leave. Finally the bell rings.
"Miss Rawlins you will need to stay back after class. We need to have a discussion," his words made me more awake than the bell and I just nodd my head.
"Could you hurry this along Sir my roommate doesn't know that I am going to be graduating early I haven't told her," my voice comes out softly for some reason I couldn't be loud with him nor use my normal tone.
"Is that so...and why the sudden urge to leave when you just began here," his eyes darkened and I couldn't muster a word for a moment.
"I don't have to tell you that its my own issues nothing to do with you," my voice cracked.
"Is that so? You've not looked me in the eye since last night....so it has nothing to do with me?" His cold deep voice rang in my ear as I step back face hurting.
"No it doesn't.." my voice trails off into a whisper as i inadvertently look at the tiles on the floor.
"Look at me when you say that," he cupped my face and force me to look at his dazzling night sky eyes.
My heart rate increases but then I remember what "the wife" of his said and it doesn't help so I yank away.
"Leave before you can't keep it inside," the thought was fleeting and I decided to heed. Running to the apartment, I text Cordelia and tell her I have something to only say in person and that I'll be in the studio between our rooms. Taking out an easel and paint I start to clear my turmoil inside. This was helping and it was better than relapsing. Just as I placed it near the window to dry a knock was heard. Confused the door springs open and Cordelia is beet red making me laugh a bit. It seems she ran back, especially considering she's covered in a thin film of sweat.
"What happened are you okay did I not allow you to sleep last night? Was I too loud you could have j..." I put two fingers up to her lips making her quiet.
"Nothing to do with you I'm just going to not do this last semester thing and I'm going to graduate finally (and early). I plan to work on my family business until the new college year starts but will be taking some classes online for business. I just need to focus on my future don't worry." Telling her this I smile a full set smile so she can't refuse and she sighs.
Don't understand why she was freaking out so much she knows she can never make me upset to have a text first. Tonight she was trying to get me to go out to Club Med again. Telling her maybe on the weekend she says fine and that she does need to study anyways. I go to my bedroom check some documents and look for the little pack of capones I had and light one. I already finished the documents that was needed for my chunky uncle and really needed to find a way to stay in a good mindset. Plus it bothered me whenever I tried to get peace the wretched mans words came to mind.
"It has nothing to do with me?"
"You look delicious.."
"Look at me..."
My chest begins hurting so much I inhale a drag of the cigar again, that helps a bit but the pain was still there. The honey taste from the cigar stuck to my lips and I licked then to calm down then just like the first arrival I think I feel eyes on me again. This time I don't look down to see if I'm mistaken instead putting my cigar out and closing the window. After eating dinner and checking all the documents my body is tired. Relaxing in a nice hot bubble bath I hear my phones message tone. Not many people message me so I let it go until after instead of getting up. "If it was important they would call," I said to myself then I freaked out. Whoever it was actually called! Only a select few people call me so this was already making me curious.
I get out of the bath and walk to the sink where my phone is and an unknown number is shown.
"hello..."
No answer
"Who is this," I sounded a bit annoyed.
"Don't hang up the phone My Princess," how did my newly ex teacher get my number!?!
"Bye!" I hung the phone up on him and turned it on silent he only called back once before I drifted off in my queen bed. No dreams nothing but darkness awaited me and I was very very glad. The Next morning I got my passing results for school and my diploma. Then I sent Cordi to school begining my work day. I hadn't worked in a while and even cleaned the whole house. Finally I took a nap at about two in the afternoon.
Getting up I still felt as though my body had not slept. I take a look at my phone and reply to some messages when I see the same number my use to be teacher has sent me a message. I don't reply and don't even look at the message. I start looking at more areas I could have my company invest in and help then I go to paint. I hear the door open just before I reach the top of the stairs it must be four thirty already.
"Tini my baby! Congratulations are you sure you want to wait till Friday to go out that's only like two days away.. I finished the course work for this week early and you look like you need to celebrate. Tell momma what's wrong," Cordelia said grabbing my bust very inappropriately.
"Just a message from an unknown number spooked me," well it wasn't really a lie. "And fine I'll get ready at about seven and we can leave at eight. Now I'm going to paint so I can relax."
I finish painting with ample tone so I relax in a bath then. I put on my black corset with a paired black shimmer form fitting skirt, some creepers and a bit of makeup. Just eyeliner and a bright shade of red lipstick, I decided tonight I may as well try to find a fling to keep my mind at bay. For I keep thinking about that fucking bastard and it will ruin my mood if I do so any longer. Since Cordi decided we had to get a car she got a VW Bug van. I sprayed it black with a big A encircled and the torso of two girls pressing against each other on the side smiling at the handiwork she finally comes out and its about eight fifteen. We head off, Club Med watch out!