Can't Ask, Don't Need, Won't Acknowledge

Chapter 22: First day

She looked back up to the stairs and yelled, “You have two minutes.”

She heard the sound of frustrated banging and slamming from upstairs. Wanda appeared back in the upstairs landing now sporting the knee high socks.

Wanda stomped down the stairs towards them, “I look like I should be in some catholic school girl Porno.”

Steve choked and spat out his coffee at that outburst. “Wanda, don’t say things like that.”

“My next cover, could be stripper. Just need to pull this skirt up a bit, unbutton the shirt and I already have the perfect outfit.”

Natasha rolled her eyes, “not going to happen.”

“Have a good day,” stated Steve waving at the door as it closed behind them.

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Natasha pulled into the faculty car park, “You ready for this?”

“Let’s get this over with.”

They walked through to the main reception, Wanda was given her timetable, locker allocation and pointed in the direction of her form room. Natasha watched her walk off nervously. The receptionist gave her a knowing look, “Let me guess, you have been home schooling her and this is the first day in the big wide world.”

Natasha looked over at the older woman, “got it in one.”

“I’m sure she will be fine, here let me show you to the staff room.”

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Wanda sat gingerly in her seat, she was on edge and she was uncomfortable. This was as bad as she thought it would be, the bell had just rung for her first break apparently. She slowly rose to her feet, and flung her bag over her shoulder. She glanced at her timetable, realising her next class was Russian, and she groaned when she saw the teacher. She left the classroom and started heading to the quad, the name for the area between all the school buildings. The school was split into the different blocks for the different subjects. She started slowly walking over to the languages block.

She waited outside the classroom until she had the second bell indicating it was time for the class. She entered the classroom, and picked the seat at the very back of the room.

The rest of the class started the filter through into the small room. She saw Natasha sat at the front.

“Good morning, I’m Mrs Rushman, your new Russian teacher. I would like to get you all to start by splitting into groups, and introducing yourself to each other, and presenting it to the class. This will give me a good idea of your proficiency in Russian.”

The whole class just starred at her, she clapped her hands together, “any time soon would be great guys,”

The class started moving the tables around to form small groups. Wanda soon found herself surrounded by a bunch of kids as she saw it. “Hey I’m Adam,”

Another boy waved at her, “George.”

“Becky,” the girl piped up next to her. Wanda realised they were waiting for her, “Scarlet but I go by my middle name Wanda.”