Lost N Luv (Key Glock)

28.

"Given g(x) = x4 + 3, what will g(2) be equal to?" The professor asked the class, Lay was trying her hardest to keep up but none of this shit was making sense to her.

"What the hell?" Lay mumbled to herself, she scribbled some things down on her loose leaf paper. She was growing frustrated with this stupid ass problem. Why are numbers and letters together any fucking way?

"Chalynn? You wanna give it a go?" Professor Cassidy asked, Lay shrunk in her seat a little bit. She didn't want to feel stupid in front of her class.

"14?" She asked unsure of herself but she couldn't help it, she even tried paying attention extra today.

"It's 19." Professor Cassidy corrected her and then proceeded to tell her why it was 19. "Do you understand a bit better now?"

"Yes, thank you." Hell no.

When the class started doing individual worksheets to start on the homework. Lay was still struggling pretending to know the answer to the problem. Benji caught on and walked over to her.

"Doing okay?" He asked leaning over her desk to look at her paper. His signature Dior cologne immediately hit her nose.

"Ima be honest. No. I don't understand anything that's going on. I even paid extra attention." She sighed, Lay looked up to see him staring back down at her while she spoke.

"Okay, class is almost over but I have a study session on Wednesday if you want to come during my office hours," Benji stated, with this being one of her last semesters in school he knew she couldn't fail.

"I'll see if my daughter's father will keep her so I can come." Lay immediately wanted to face palm herself. She didn't want him to know too much information about her.

"Well give me your number, if it doesn't work out just text me." Lay wasn't trying to give out her number just in case he had ulterior motives.

"I can give you my email." He laughed slightly at her. "What's funny? How ima text you and I'm giving you my number?" She asked him with a little mug on her face.

"Aight you got me there. I'll take the hint though." He nodded taking her email, he could tell there was something different about her and he wasn't sure what it was. The way she carried herself before she was so sweet and happy but now her light had been dimmed.

Benji was determined to get to the bottom of it, starting with the first tutoring session.

*

Lay was in her criminal law class. She and a few other students had to join together to go over specific cases.

"Damn. Did she slice that nigga up? All-cause she wanted her best friend's place." Sarai started looking over the file.

"You'd be surprised. There are people out there that want your spot so bad they'll do anything. Even kill." Lay spoke thinking about Bria and the texts she had been receiving.

"Something we need to know?" Sarai asked looking at Lay with her eyebrow arched.

"I had a best friend like that once. I never believed what anybody was telling me. She hasn't killed anybody that I know about but .." Lay trailed off not wanting to bring up the texts she assumed were from Bria.