You latch onto the first thing your mind thinks of. What Julia had liked doing. That sounded reasonable. You could dance a little too, so you said it.
"I'm... I like dancing– and writing. I write a lot."
"Oh, you do?" Miss Radson says, genuinely interested, "That's good. I'm glad. You'll fit in here perfectly then. You may sit."
You almost cry out in relief, but let your shaky legs take to back to earth. The teacher turns around and swipes up a piece of chalk from her desk.
As she writes, you study her closely.
Miss Radson has sandy skin and medium-length red hair. Her eyes are small, with tiny black pupils and her lips are full and red.
She's wearing a tight black miniskirt which reaches slightly above her knees and a frilly white blouse. High heels give her a little bit of a boost, but she's about as tall as you.
You have to admit, for someone who's probably in her early thirties... she looks nothing like it. She could probably knock any guy's socks off if she smiled, and probably some girls too... good thing you don't swing that way.
Miss Radson finishes writing on the board and you look away from her for a second.
On the board, all Miss Radson has done is draw a genderless head and two gem-shaped eyes.
"Today's class," she begins stiffly, "Is going to be your first lesson on verus oculi. Although all of you have experienced it before already, I think it would be prudent for me to perform it for all of you. We can work on actually doing it tomorrow, but for now, I want you to focus and try to understand what I'm doing."
Miss Radson approaches a guy in the front in the same row as you. She gets on one knee and stares at him. He seems to stare back. Miss Radson's intent gaze remains focused on him for almost a whole minute before she stands and approaches Julia.
You wonder what this is – is it some kind of test-taking technique, some kind of focus or study tip? What had she called it again? It seemed silly. Was she going to do this with the whole class? Even her?
After Julia, Miss Radson stares into Margriet's eyes. With Miss Radson so close, you can now see why the whole room is so quiet. Her stare is intense.
Finally, Miss Radson stands before you. She fall onto her knees, bringing her breasts to your desk. She looks slightly up and you... |