Talking with Rina

Time really flies when the sweet calming white noise of history is in the air. Watson could barely focus on his papers. He’s formed this habit of watching Rina’s legs as he’s grading. Every time she crosses them his eyes dart. Sometimes she’ll have to adjust something, and he begins scanning. On occasion she’ll even drop her pen on the ground and do this cute little behind over in the desk to pick it up. Her shirts and blouses are always firmly tucked into her smart pants, so he’s never seen any skin. She barely shows any skin actually. Only hands and neck and a slight gap between her ankles and shoes. The Koreans must be a very prude people, or at least the family she comes from. He wonders what kind of stress her pants have her under being here. No wonder she doesn’t have any time to do chores.

The bell rang and they walked out into the hall together. “So, tomorrow?” He confirmed.

“Yes tomorrow, what time shall I expect you.”

“I’ll try to come right after school. My sisters and I share the car, so I’ll have to check with them. Also I should probably grab some of my dads tools and caulk and stuff. You don’t have tools right?”

“Sorry—caulk?” A blush! Thers a first time for everything.

“Yeah, its something you use to fix walks and pipes with.” He didn’t intend to do that, but he doesn’t regret it.

“Oh! Sorry, I thought you said something else. My English is still a work in progress.” She said fidgeting with the books and binders in her hands.

“What did you think I said?” Why not tease her some.

“I—um, well… isn’t there a penis word—I mean! Not penis—Oh!” Her face turns bright red. She quickly turns and paces away in fright. Watson sees her turning into the bathroom down the hall. He decides to follow her. It’s a single unisex bathroom. She quickly went in and locked the door. Well, it happens He needed to pee as well.

Watson leans up against the wall of the bathroom, casually waiting for his turn. The students walking by make it hard to hear specific noises going on inside, but he hears a mumbling—it could be Korean. After a minute or two Rina opens the door calmly, she sees Watson to her side and her eyes widen and a pink hue returns to her cheeks.

“Watson—”

“Sorry I… had to pee as well. I didn’t mean to embarrass you just now. It was a bad joke.”

“No, no that’s okay. My English needs some work, and I get flustered and then I think bad things. Again, thank you for helping me with my home.”

Watson nodded his head in agreement. “Did I hear you talking to yourself in there?”

“Yes, you probably did, just motivating myself for the day! Bye-bye now!” Suddenly Rina was filled with pip and glee and strode off down the hall.

The bathroom smelled like her, like flowers and fresh sheets.