Mr. Perez

Her

*Layla in Media*

Jacob POV

She was perfect. Everything about her from her hair, to her curves, to her personality, to the bright smile that decorated her face each time we talked. Too bad I couldn't have her because she was scheduled for my 5th period English Literature class.

I met her by accident..... or maybe it was destiny. Who knows? She was an angel sent to dwell among the evil on earth.... the evil within me. But her light cleared it all away. Until this day.

I snapped. I broke. Nothing was the same. My life completed then completely rearranged. Maybe it was never meant to be. Then I remembered that smile I would miss too much. That girl I would always love. Her touch so perfect. Her curves forever etched in my heart. The way we met, the things we felt. Then I took it all back.... to the beginning.

First Day of School

Layla POV

I was the new kid at Three Branches High. It was kinda fun though. I heard that the teachers and students both are really laid back. I already had my schedule so I was trying to find my Physics class, even though I would rather skip I hate physics. Too much math for me!

I was reading my schedule without paying attention. When I bumped into someone. I heard a slight grunt of pain. I looked up to see a picture of grace and beauty. Despite the fact that his face was a collage of anger and pain.

Layla: I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking.

His shirt and paper work was drenched in hot coffee. I felt completely terrible. I reached into my bag to grab some Kleenex. I began to dab his shirt off while some students stared in disbelief.

????: It's OK I wasn't looking either. By the way I'm Mr. Perez.

His expression softened as he extended his hand to greet me. Well that's a way to make friends. I took his hand gently then continued to dry him off.

Mr.Perez: No its fine I can take it from here. Thanks umm.....

Layla: Oh its Layla. And you're welcome.

I smiled and turned to walk to my class. I had to maneuver through the crowd that had formed but I made my way. I soon felt a tug on my shoulder. I turned only to be met with Mr. Perez again. He smirked deviously then leaned in to whisper something to me.

Mr.Perez: By the way you owe me another coffee.

He winked and sauntered off ever so slighty while his words rang in my head. That voice that smile....

I finally reached my class and took a seat just as the bell rang. Thank God I wasn't late on my first day. It just might be fun.

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