Falling for the rich sweatheart

1-Late

*Layla pov*

Late. Late. Late. So bloody late. I grabbed my bags and rushed of to mythology. First day and I'm already bloody late. All because of my roomate, Chris' bloody antics.
I silently sneaked into the class. The proffesor wasn't there. Lucky for me. I picked a seat and sat down.

*Jackson pov*

I stood up from behind the class walking past the late attendee and whisper in her ear "You are not off the hook yet"
I walk up to the podium and announce myself
"Hello 1st years. My name's Jackson and I'm the assistant professor of mythology" I started writing the curriculum and the point mark of the tests and tasks that need to be handed in on the board.

*Layla pov*

I took notice while at the same time trying to unfreeze myself. Stupid bloody Chris and her stupid bloody antics.
'But' said a voice inside 'you know it was your fault, Layla' Well technically yeah, I did ask Chris to help pick out my outfit. But then that professor whispered in my ear and I was frozen. I almost banged my head against my desk for my stupidity.

*Jackson pov*

I took the time the professor was late and talked to the first years about how the 1st semester is gonna go down and what we would handle in the exams and as I'm speaking a very intriguing thought crept up into my mind... what is her name.... the late one.

*Layla pov*

I bit the end of a straw and kept checking that my recorder was still recording. Because I forgot to bring something to write with. I'll just have to go fetch it as soon as this class ends. Which might take a while. I opened my book and pretended to write with the straw, though it made faint wet lines on the page.
Stupid. Layla, why are you so damn stupid. Smart enough to get a bursery but then you forget a damn pen.

*Jackson pov*

Cant believe it. Is she writing with a piece of string or is it straw? Where the hell she even get that? Good thing she cute... guess I'd give her some slack but I need to talk to her after class though. The professor eventually finished the lecture a hour later and the class started packing up their stuff and a steady stream of heads went out the door.
The late one eventually thought she got out before I tugged her arm and stopped her.

*Layla pov*

"Damn" I muttered under my breath. I was really hoping and praying to all the gods, even Hades, to let me out of this class without a hitch.
Apparently they hate me
I turned around with a megawatt smile. "Yes?"

*Jackson pov*

I notice a smile on her face as big as mount Olympus and tell her "You know for someone who forgot their stationry and pretended to write with what... a straw?... You realy have a pretty... uh I mean huge smile on"

*Layla pov*

He noticed that, huh? Eyes of a freaking hawk. I awkwardly scratched the back of my head, still keeping my smile on, "Yeah, I, uh, had a rough morning. I was just going to go fetch my stuff, so..."
My toungue died. I ran out of words. And I was hoping he'd let go of my arm

*Jackson pov*

I noticed im still holding her arm and quickly drop mine.
"Sorry bout that"
I look her in her eyes and notice the beautiful deep blue... almost getting lost in it... I mean I'm only 2 years older but I'm her supperior and I mean theres not anything wrong with her being cute you know....
I suddenly remember why I stopped her.
"Dont worry you're not in trouble. You are the last one to arrive in campus and we live in the same building so I thought I'd show you around as your mentor and dorm prefect.

*Layla pov*

"Uh, sure. But I got another class to catch right now so, I'd better go." I smiled again and then ran, as I ran I shouted to him over my shoulder, "Names Layla!" Then I ran to the dorms.
My drama session was intense but at least that was it for my morning classes.
I slumped down onto my bed and just existed for a little while, waiting for the right time to get lunch.

*Jackson pov*

I walk down stairs to the girls dorms and think about what I'm gona say....
Can't just knock and say hi.... but why not... I guess.... no..... damnit
Why is this so hard....
I knock in a simple 1 2 3.

*Layla pov*

It took me 2 minutes to open the door. I was just getting comfortable. When I opened the door I remembered my conversation from earlier.
"Hi" a smile back on my face, but this one not as large or fake. I could feel the weight of my pens and pecils in my skirt pocket as I moved. Not forgetting my stationary again. Hehe.

*Jackson pov*

"Hey you
Uhh remember that talk bout touring the campus... You still wana go?"

*Layla pov*

"Sure." I nodded turned around and went back in my room to get my jacket and came out ready. There was a 70% of rain so, yeah. I locked the door with my key seeing as how Chris has her own key.
"Ready"

*Jackson pov*

"Great
What with the jacket though?"
I remember the weather saying a chance of rain but I guess she didn't know that I have my own car... maybe play it cool and ignore my driver waiting outside... I'm sure Chlause would pick up that me and her are walking.... besides I havent asked her out yet. Not that I'd do that right away... not again atleast...I turn towards her and ask,
"What u wana see first Layla?

*Layla pov*

I smile brightly, first person to get my name right on first try. Browny points for him. "I don't know. I only know where the cafeteria is and my classes. That's about it"

*Jackson pov*

"There is the botanical gardens just east of your drama class" Sounding like a stalker I notice only after I said those word..."Not that I stalked you or anything I just, you know, noticed that u have that major, you know and uhhh yea....."
I think to myself... what an idiot .... why did you say that... uuuuuuggghhhhhhhhhh.... yea you built a multibillion dollar company after finding dark matter and built a pocket sized partical accelerator but for all that genius you really don't have any skill with girls.... damn that was a stupid thing to say.

*Layla pov*

I couldn't help it and laughter bubbled out of me. Like soda pop. So cute. I subconsciously patted my pocket to make sure I still have my pens and my key. That's in the other pocket. I thought about the rest of my schedule. I have one hour Greek at two. One hour English at half past three. Then I have a tortuing 2 hours of drama. But I liked it. So I didn't mind.

*Jackson pov*

When I was little I suffered a car crash which took my smell away but my other senses got boosted so I noticed the sound of her pens in her pocket and I slightly looked down and gave a little laugh then looked up into her beautiful eyes and said to her "You dont have to take notes in this class okay?" I also took a look at her schedule... not stalker like at all but yea and I noticed that my and her time together would be short and I don't know why but there is something... kind and loving in her presence... and I wanted to be with her longer so I cashed in a favour her greek professor owed me and got her period shifted to tomorow so me and her could have quality time together. I said to her,
"Uh I heard your greek professor is at home today... something about a new paper he's working on or something so I don't know if he's coming to campus today incase you where wondering"