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She had no clue her day, actually no, her life would change for the better the day she as her friend group discovered a new music teacher would arrive, and after the disasters of the last one, they were all excited to say the least.
Gigi Goode, the head cheerleader, smartest girl in her grade and the most popular girl in the town, let alone the school was definitely one everyone aspired to be. However, she was not one your parents would compare you to, due to her rebellious behaviour, and the fact that she was openly gay. In fact, even Gigi’s parents saw her as a disappointment, mainly due to her sexuality.
Her friend group consisted of: Shea, cheerleader, genius, beautiful. They were probably the closest in the group. Then they have Kiara, but she goes by Kiki. She is definitely the dumber one of the group, but she always comes up with ways to get out of any situation. She gets treated as the town whore and always lives up to that standard by sleeping around. The last one of this group is Jaida. Jaida is the smartest of them all. Never gotten anything less than 95% on any test – except one, but nobody speaks of that time. She too is openly out but tends to get more praise from it than Gigi, especially coming from their home lives.
When Georgina arrived at school she quickly made her way to her locker, wanting to find out what her friends had scoped out about the new teacher
“Child, she looks like a fucking Barbie.” Said Jaida
“I got more Dolly Parton vibes” Kiara added
“I’m shocked you even know who that is, Kiara, seeing as you only ever listen to music sung by sexy looking guys, so you can simp.” Shea giggled, earning a laugh from everyone and a slap on her arm from Kiki who hated her name.
As they were in their hysterics, joking about some silly remark Kiki had made, they saw the Russian, PE, Drama and Art teacher, Mrs Zamo. Mrs Zamo/Mrs Z/Mrs Zamolodchikova (“do not try if you’re just gonna butcher it,” she’d say) was definitely the most intimidating teacher. Everyone was terrified of her and she liked it that way. She liked that she could shut up a noisy classroom just by walking in, and that people moved out of her way when she walked in hallways, mainly because of the one time she screamed at a student for accidentally, but gently walking into her. She was a quite short lady, with shoulder length blonde hair, full lips that were always seen painted red with lipstick. She tended to wear black dresses and black gloves, mainly to avoid as much human contact as possible. She was such an “old hag with issues” as Gigi and her friends would say behind her back, due to her never really smiling. She didn’t care that people thought of her like this, especially not Georgina and her bitchy squad (who she still couldn’t care to learn the names of the rest).
Mrs Zamo was then almost crashed into by none other than Shea, while she was being pushed by Jaida for making a snarky comment about her seemingly non-existent girlfriend. She almost yelled, screamed, actually, when she caught a glimpse of the pink figure on everyone’s tongues.
“OMG Mrs Zamo! I am so so so sorry!” she stated, through giggles, when she noticed who she almost tumbled over.
“It’s fine, girl, just be more careful next time.” Mrs Zamo said sternly before walking away.
Gigi and Shea stared at each other for a bit, when Jaida said, “Child, what was that, you full on touched Mrs Z and didn’t die.” “I- I-…” was all Shea could get out in response. That’s when Gigi decided to enlighten the dark mood bye making crude joke, “how she’s married I have no clue, that woman is a witch! Remember that one time she gave Jai –.” “Gurl we don’t need a reminder of that!” Jaida interrupted, but they all ended up laughing at both remarks, agreeing with Gigi.
Gigi and Shea shared all their classes together, hence why they were so much closer. They were on their way to one of their least favourite lessons, Russian. The class’s teacher was none other than Mrs Z and they could not wait for the lesson to be over. As they entered, they noticed she wasn’t there and were, as Shea had said “shook-eth to the core-eth”. When she entered the class, finally, after 15 minutes of waiting, she spent no time getting started on the lesson. Around 30 minutes into the lesson, the class heard a knock on the door. When Mrs Zamolodchikova opened the door, she saw what Gigi could only described as a giant life-sized country barbie. She looked at Shea, who mouthed “music” with no voice, to prevent getting caught talking.
“Hello Mrs Mattel, what can I do for you?” Mrs Z asked, kindly. This put an immediate shocked look on both Gigi and Shea’s faces.
“Oh, apologies Mrs Zamolodchikova, I did not realize you had a class.” The newly named Mrs Mattel turned her attention to the class before introducing herself, “Good morning y’all, I’m Patricia Mattel, but please, call me Trixie. I can’t stand the thought of being a stuck-up old bitch.” She said kindly, making the class laugh and Mrs Z grimace in the thought of people calling a teacher by their real name. “I’ll come in later then, I just need to discuss some stuff with you about where everything is,” Trixie continued to Mrs Z, awkwardly. “Goodbye then!” She stated and before Mrs Z could reply, Trixie had gone.
Mrs Z was left with a smile on her face for the rest of the lesson, to the surprise of literally everyone. Word quickly spread around the school and people immediately started making absurd rumours. The best one’s Gigi had heard were:
“I heard they’re having an affair together!” and “OMG, Heidi just told me that somebody told her that Mrs Z and Trixie were married!”
The day drew closer and closer to the end and Gigi was quick to realize she had left all her Russian books in her desk accidentally. She grabbed a hall pass from Miss Visage’s English class and set out to get it before the hour left of school was up.
As she walked down the hall, she decided to phone Shea, mainly because she knew Miss Visage was in a meeting and Shea would be able to pick up. As they were talking, mainly about the exchange students and how Sasha Velour, a Russian exchange had caught Shea’s eye, as well as the new Mexican exchange student, Crystal, who had caught Gigi’s eye.
When Gigi entered Mrs Z’s classroom, she didn’t bother knocking. This was because usually when Mrs Z was in her class the door was shut. She entered without registering the room and went to her desk to grab the books she had left. She started up a conversation with Shea about Mrs Z and Trixie:
“No gurl, I am telling you they aren’t a thing. There’s no way. They are literally polar opposites!" Gigi stated.
“Nah girl, Mrs Z never smiles like that, and is she did it would never be for a full lesson! I don’t think it’s a coincidence that she just so happened to become happier the moment Trixie entered the room.”
“I still don’t think it’s true, maybe they’re just best friends?” Gigi stated, still unconvinced as she gathered up all her books.
“Yeah, maybe you’re righ- …”
As Gigi turned around and saw what had been happening before, she almost immediately dropped her books all over the floor
“Holy shit.”