Next day

The next day you was on your way to class. You had put on a firm expression, determined to try Natasha's advice. Before the classroom you took a deep breath before you opened the door. "Good morning, Ms. Banks." You greeted the woman casual sitting on her desk.

She looked over to you and put on a smile. "Morning, Alex." Her voice told you that she loved to see you. She stood up and walked over to you.

You got nervous as she came closer. You clenched your fists and pressed your nails into your palms as strong as you could, so you wouldn't back away. Ms. Banks was now standing right before you and leaned forward to give you a passionate French kiss like she did all the time yesterday.

"Please. I don't want this." You said, though it sounded a little weak.

Ms. Banks stopped and looked surprised at you.

Did it work?