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Laverna was just in the middle of describing chemical bonds to her class. The fluid of her whiteboard pen ran smoothly across the whiteboard. Her diagrams were bold and clear. Her writing even more so. However, she was rudely interrupted by a knock on the door. She ignored it until she finished her explanation.

Her high heels clacked on the floor of the lab. They were both intimidating and yet so... gorgeous to the ears. She opened the door, almost seemingly tearing it off the hinges. She was even better to admire in person. Sure, she wasn't exactly a supermodel or an Olympic athlete, but she certainly had her own personal charm. Even when she gave a rather annoyed glare at this latecomer.

She pushed her glasses up and her eyes looked up at Eric, scrutinizing his face.

"Why are you late?" her voice demanded. "Give me an explanation in 10 words or less. And honey, you better polish up that glass afterwards. I want it more transparent than your expression right now." She was referring to his marks on the glass when he pressed close to it, and also where his gaze was directed when he was looking at her. The rest of the punctual class stifled quiet, polite giggles.

"Exercising!" She exclaimed.

He was... exercising. She raised an eyebrow and gave a little huff. She could believe that. At the same time, she couldn't. When Eric tried to wipe his grubby nose-print off the door, she rolled her eyes and stifled a groan. His nose mark was on the other side of the glass, when he was outside, pressing his face against the glass. They were inside now.

"It seems that I have more to teach to you than just science." Laverna threw her hands up in the air, giving an exasperated sigh.
"Go," With both hands, she pointed towards the tidy row of tables, noting an empty seat in one side of the room. She gave a little flick of her wrists. "Sit."

"To the new gentleman who just joined our class, this is my name."

She wiped off the diagram of chemical bonds and her explanations. She took out her marker and wrote in clear, legible uppercase letters:
<div align=center>MISS LAVERNA TIRZAH REVA</div>
"You all even get my middle name." She winked and gave a mischievous smile, to nobody in particular. But Eric could imagine she was directing all her attention onto him. "Remember that one for the next school trivia quiz. But you ain't getting my phone number!"

"Eric... Eric... Mmmm. You're so sweet,"

A voice was calling to him, almost indistinct. It was an extremely vivid daydream. Her soft hands ran through his hair. Her body was plump and begging for touch. Her clothing was strange though, like she was cosplaying something like a demoness. Still, it seemed fitting for Laverne, with the way she glared at him for being late.

She giggled lightly and wrapped her cool arms around him. Her face was dangerously close to his. Her breath was sweet, and her scent seemed to envelop him. It was musky, and a little bit dirty, even carnal. Yet it was also rather sweet.

The voice of his fantasy called him back to reality.

"Eric. Explain why ions and molecules dissolve in water. Through chemistry."

When he would open his eyes, Laverne was standing right in front of him. His daydream would quickly disappear, and in a matter of minutes he'd almost forget about it until he was alone that night. Right now, he had a chemistry teacher to answer to. She glanced down at his paper. She looked at the writing next to her name and slightly scrunched her nose in displeasure.

"Well Class. Seems like Eric's attention span thinks I'm too boring right now as... Miss. Reva, the Chemistry Teacher." She snapped back, humiliating him further at the expense of her model students. She gave a little smirk and moved her neck quickly, as though she was doing a sassy little shimmy. Or she was an alluring cobra.

To Eric maybe, Laverna looked like she had some idea of what was going on in that puny little brain of his. Even if she couldn't read minds, she could tell by what he wrote on the page. Anyone could.

"Eugene, can you explain why ions and molecules dissolve in water?"

Eugene explained it succintly, explaining the composition of two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom, and the polarity being because of uneven electron density, thus why sodium chloride is dissolved in water. Laverne refined upon his answer, but praised him. She gave a little sigh, and walked back to her whiteboard, fed up with her extra student.

"That's right. Water is a polar solvent. H₂O is a polar molecule. Why is it polar, you ask?

E-lec-tro-neg-at-iv-it-y."

She wrote it down on the board in large print. It made newspaper headlines seem meek wallflowers of text, like they were merely small print. This one was for Eric. It meant he had to copy it down.

"I hope that knowledge will be relevant for the test after Easter break, eh?" she fired back. What she hated the most from teenagers was the insertion of 'eh' at the end of sentences (not that she had anything against Canadians), and the misuse of the word 'like', perpetuated by Valley Girls and 90s cult status films.

"Oh!" Laverna seemed to remember something that slipped her mind. She pointed a ballpoint pen at Eric. "I'm gonna have to see you after class."

Those words would sound menacing if it was spoken by any other teacher that could exercise their authority. Yet for Laverna, it sounded more like an invitation, or maybe some kind of... Pleasurable punishment. Eric would probably enjoy shining her shoes more than shining the window. Anything but feed the pet axolotl.

In about fifteen minutes, the bell rang for class.

"Class dismissed. There are practice exams at the front of the desk. They're non-compulsory, but they're highly recommended."

Unfortunately for Eric, his sweet Chemistry Teacher had a bit of a line. Students gathered round to ask for help on terms, feedback on tests, there was a flood of people reaching for those extra practice exams! If one didn't have to do it, why do it?

A shy but cute girl next to him smiled at Eric. At least he was getting more feedback from females around his age, but she seemed so... Ordinary, when she was compared to Laverna's sex-dripping body and adorable chubby face. She had freckles and curly brown hair cut in a cropped shoulder-length bob.

"You're new to the class, right?" Typical dumb and obvious question starter. "How do you find Miss. Reva?" Her voice was a whisper.

She giggled lightly at Eric's answer, playing with her hair idly. This girl offered Eric some advice. "Never take out your phone, or use the word 'like' and 'eh'. Miss Reva might seem strict, but she's really nice. When everyone gets above 80% on tests, she bakes everyone cupcakes. Her belgian chocolate cupcakes are to die for. If everyone gets above 90%, she brings in the espresso machine and makes coffee too. She could totally be like, a Barista. Oops." She covered her mouth when she realized that verbal tic of the valley girl.

"Oh and, most importantly... Don't try and fall asleep in Miss Reva's class. She sort of... Preys on those that do. See you later," She threw a light giggle and wave after taking one of the practice exams.