“Welcome, Natasha. You must be Vanessa? I’m John Morris, the math teacher. Have a seat.”
Vanessa followed Natasha and sat down right behind her. During the class, she took notes and smiled as she could follow along with the teacher without any problems. Sometimes she would catch Natasha sending messages from her phone and smile or giggle as the answer came back. At one moment she caught a glimpse of the screen the blonde was holding under the table and Vanessa quickly looked away as she realized it was a girl lying naked on a bed. She had only seen her for a split second but that was enough for her to go beet red in the face.
“Are you okay, Vanessa?” called the teacher.
“Yeah, just fine, thank you.”
“You look feverish, are you sure?”
“Yep, no problem.”