Chapter 4 second part

In the morning, I sing my favorite song, which makes Tanya not recognize her roommate.

"Now, Sinitsina, don't tell me you're in love!" I don't believe it!" she has already prepared a delicious Breakfast, and I chose to wear a pantsuit for today. I will make my teacher angry.

"God forbid! I want to see the face of this arrogant scoundrel as soon as possible, after he checks my perfect test paper!" i turn into a real bitch.

" Kick his ass! So, brisk coffee for a crazy day!" she smiles, and we only have twenty minutes before school starts.

French, right after the first pair. All the lecture on the Russian language, I tried to check again that unfortunate test. I really want to impress him. We go into the audience, and I will be surprised. Professor of Latin sitting at the table of this monster.

" Hello, Dmitry Alekseevich! We have a lecture in French, right?!"

He raises his eyes, I respect this teacher, he constantly praises me in his lessons.

" Zhenya! Peter Alexandrovich took a day off! He won't be here for three days!" His smile was so inviting, this person causes only positive emotions.

" Great news!" My sad voice disturbs him, and he apparently decided to help.

"Do you have a problem with your French? Did you get a bad grade? Only I don't believe it, you're such a smart girl!"

" Don't worry. I will wait for Peter Alexandrovich's return. He gave me a test yesterday, just so I could correct the score !" I said it all in one breath, as the teacher looks thoughtfully.

"Listen, why don't we go to his house and give the completed test work? I think Peter will settle the conflict!"

His suggestion gives me the creeps. Go home to the devil? That is, in hell?

" You know, I think my assessment can wait!"

" Zhenya! It is impossible to obtain an unsatisfactory evaluation! The Commission checks the report card of students. Please take this issue seriously! So, let's not talk! I'll drive you myself!" The Professor insists, and all the students take their seats to begin the lecture.

In the afternoon, I meet Dmitry Alekseyevich on the first floor. I can't catch my breath, usually when I'm worried, I bite my lower lip.And here I have a plan, specifically I broke the heel of my shoes to avoid my fate.

"Zhenya. I'm ready. Did you bring your written test with you?" My teacher asks me, and I show off my broken shoe.

"I'm sorry. Accidentally stumbled and here is, what a misunderstanding!"

He looks at me thoughtfully, and then turns to our Secretary, who wears outfits, as if preparing for a fashion show.

" Lisa, help out my student! Her heel is broken, no spare shoes? Zhenya, what size do you wear?" I'm shocked at his ingenuity.

I cross my fingers and pray that the girl has a different size of leg, but when she says that she wears 39, I can barely contain myself from swearing.

" Sinitsina, let's go quickly!" Lisa shows off her red patent leather shoes, which are perfect for my suit, they are comfortable enough. I'm ready to go down to hell! A strong wind is rising outside, as if warning me of a terrible danger. What does this mean? All the way, Dmitry never stopped asking about my hometown. In General, he was a prominent man, had been married for ten years, and had recently sent his son to study abroad. And then, I asked a curious question.

"How old is Peter Alexandrovich?"

Turns on an unknown street, there are such chic new buildings, it is immediately clear that well-off people live here.

"He's still young, twenty-nine! But he has already defended his PhD dissertation! I do not dispute, a talented young man!" he did not stop praising him, and in the meantime he turned off the engine.

"Why did we stop?" I'm afraid of my own question, and the teacher smiles at me.

" Zhenya, we have arrived!"

At this point, I felt a wave of nausea that no medication seemed to stop. That's how I will be able to look into the eyes of this cold-blooded demon Peter Aleksandrovich? He doesn't like me anyway, and I'm still here with my test.

"Quick! I thought we had at least half an hour!" i turned pale when we got out of the car. I open my mouth in surprise. A chic building of twenty-five floors, surrounded by a wonderful garden, where there is a convenient Playground. This is not seen in the old districts of Nizhnevartovsk.

" Admiring? Yes, our dear Peter lives here! I'll walk you out!" it offers and we approach the entrance. And then he confidently rings the intercom. Just don't hear his voice, it's the most dangerous weapon.

It remains now to find out on which floor the hell is located. We go into the elevator, and my heart is already jumping out of my chest.

" Zhenya! Don't be afraid! He won't eat you! Just show him the test, and that's it!" The teacher says so calmly, as if we are going to a normal lesson. If only he knew how much Peter and I hate each other.

The Elevator stopped at the tenth floor. Great, but what if the bastard decides to get rid of me quickly? What are these thoughts that have taken up residence in my head? Here is the very door, for which awaits a terrible reprisal. I'm in deep shit...