She simply denies her nudity

Tracy was done telling people not to bring up her nudity during any classes. She knew it was her best option and that there wasn’t much time before she was to start teaching alongside Courtney. It felt strange walking anywhere without her clothes or book bag. Nonetheless, it was something she was inevitably going to get used to. Tracy found the door for her class and hesitated to open it.

Courtney was staring out the window blankly. She turned around when she heard her door open and close, quickly. Her eyes widened at the sight of her naked student(and helper). “Tracy! Oh my god! Tracy, where are your clothes? Why are you naked?”

Tracy didn’t quite have a plan, however she adapts quickly to situations and can think fast. She looked down her body, pretending as if she was wearing any clothes. “What do you mean? I’m fully dressed. Are you ok?”

Courtney was confused and gave Tracy a good look up and down her body. There was no way she was wearing clothes, right? She didn’t know whether to trust her eyes or her friend. “Are you sure? It looks to me, like you are completely naked, head to toe.”

Tracy began patting her body and looking all around her. “Nope. I look and feel all good. Is there something I can help you with? Perhaps there’s a psychological reason that you see this.”

“No. I don’t need any help. I just think I’m seeing things. I think I need to take a nap.” Courtney felt her head, believing Tracy and thinking there is something wrong. “Could you get me a glass of water?” Tracy nodded and bent over to get a cup from the desk. It took a lot not to show any shivers. The dean had heated up Orlov’s room to prevent her from figuring anything out. However this didn’t mean it was perfect, Courtney had warmer blood than Tracy, and it showed. Tracy brought the cup to a small water fountain and then to her teacher. Courtney sat down at a couch that was placed near the back of the room.