The hardest part about making her way to the class for her Biology exam was not the usual things one would have expected. The notions of psyching yourself up in order to believe you were prepared, the last-minute review over some key definitions, that sort of thing. Truth be told, Lexi found herself wishing that she was in such a normal situation. No, the hardest part about walking from her car a good three minutes away from the doors to the science building wasn't anything so normal, it was about how she was going to go about acting normal, when her life was anything but anymore.
It had taken the entire ride in the car to get Tasha to understand that the red striped knee highs couldn't spend the entire day snug around her neck without causing unwanted attention, and it took just as long to convince them that she actually needed to focus on driving, unless they desired her to crash, unless of course Tasha could animate machines as well. Given the fact that Lexi wasn't fucked while her Jeep Wrangler steered itself down the road, Lexi assumed that her new mistresses' powers presided over clothing only. One bullet dodged.
There was a problem in this as well, of course: Everyone wore clothes, which meant there was more than enough ammunition for Tasha to work with. This brought Lexi back to the reason why this exam was fast becoming one of the hardest she had ever experienced.
The walk to the building was quiet. Surprisingly, Lexi's clothing was behaving like normal clothing should, and though she was sure Tasha hated it, the pair of living knee highs were out of sight in the black backpack upon her back. This really didn't calm things, however, as that young girl's mind was racing with what might happen as the day progressed. Not all the ideas were bad ones, if she was honest with herself; a few even made her form a small smile in the process.
Lexi didn't have time to doddle around, pushing her way through the front doors of the college's science building, and she was already five minutes late. At one time, Lexi could think of nothing more embarrassing than walking in to a classroom late, especially on exam day, but then the whole realization of the situation she was in, the life she had given herself up to, came flooding back in. Suddenly being late barely made a ripple on the scale of embarrassment she could land herself in now.
The hallways were quiet, with barely a person seen roaming them all the way up until the third floor. Even as Lexi approached the door, she could see her Biology class all sitting with their heads fixed upon the desk with a sheet of paper before them. Just one sheet, all of the professor's tests were like that, short and simple. 30 questions. 30 next to impossible, short answer questions. "Anyone can do multiple choice." Professor Silverstone started the class with, when explaining her exams. "Hell, have a passing knowledge of the subject, and a working pencil, and you already have a good chance of filling in the right circle. In my class, I expect more. Explain yourself, show me you understood the subject, not just that you can shade in the right circle when told to." It was a bit weird really, you expected that sort of reasoning from your middle-aged professor, dawdling on about how in their day, you couldn't use a calculator on tests or the like. You certainly didn't expect it from a woman in her mid-twenties.
The first person that looked up from their sheet of paper when Lexi tried to sneak in un-noticed was Emily. It wasn't the type of look a friend would hope for either, not one of 'Hey! Glad you made it in time, I was worried about you!' No, the gaze set upon Lexi by her friend was one mixed with both confusion and disappointment. She couldn't blame Emily really, Lexi was never late for class. Never late for class, never missed an assignment, always maintained an above average GPA; Lexi was your typical school nerd in that sense. So showing up late to an exam, even if only by five minutes? Already Emily found herself staring at some stranger.
Lexi chose to ignore the look, and focus on the task at hand right now, walking up to the Professor's desk and grabbing the exam sheet piled neatly at the end.
"Of all my students, didn't expect you to be late, Miss Grace." Lexi found that she couldn't move after grabbing that paper, she knew that the Professor was likely going to say something about all this, but it didn't help prepare her for it. Instead she froze, like a dear in headlights, waiting for the car to simply run in to her, or swerve to the side, weak attempt at a smile was made.
"Kind of a shocker, isn't it? I don't really have excuses to give." A shrug offered, thinking about the real reason why she was late, causing her to bite her own lip before continuing. "I overslept."
"Well. Let's hope it doesn't reflect on your test." The professor leaned back in her chair, her own blue eyes locking with Lexi's. "Few people get a perfect in my classes. Some get close, but few actually get there. You seem like the type that would be among those few."
A blush. A complement was a complement, even if it was from a rather strict woman she knew little about. The complement was so much in fact, that Lexi didn't even give the time to offer a 'thanks' or 'I'll try.' She simply turned around and headed to the nearest available spot to start her exam. For that brief moment in time, Lexi had actually forgotten about what happened last night. About the spell that brought her sister's red striped knee highs to life, about how they teased and toyed with her until eventually coming to fuck and claim her as their own. That moment of forgetfulness was swept away however, with the sudden and soft gentle brush at the sole of her feet.
