Mr. Perez

English

Layla POV

I had just finished my first day of school and was headed out to the parking lot so I could get home. I walked to my Jeep and hopped in. I pulled off listening to Wet Dreamz by J.Cole. I was singing along obnoxiously loud but I was by myself so who cares. I eventually pulled up to my house and walked in.

I pranced up to my room and went to take a shower. When I was done I finished the little homework I had and went to sleep early. Too much for a first day.

~~~~Next Morning~~~~

I woke up with a start and immediately got into my morning routine. For some reason my mind passed that weird teacher from yesterday, Mr. Perez. I figured I could at least get him his coffee, after all he said I owed him... When I had finally finished up in the bathroom I went straight to my closet. I grabbed a black crop top, a red flannel, and some high-waisted distressed shorts.

I put on my outfit along with some red Doc Martin's, and a gold chain. I spun infront of my mirror checked out the wagon I'm dragging and smiled to myself with approval. I grabbed my bag, wallet, and car keys then headed off to Starbucks. Today should be good. I smiled to myself as I drove off listening to IDGAF by Jacquees.

After my trip to Starbucks I went to school. I pulled up unusually happy. Well this school must be special. Never in my life have I smiled before going to class. My schedule was Algebra 2, Spanish 5, free period, and then English Literature. Good looks!

I headed to Algebra after stopping at my locker. I wasn't that happy anymore too much math. Oh well.

I walked to the back of the class and took a seat. No one ever notices you in the back. Here we go.

*Skip to 5th Period

I walked into the classroom and took a seat in the second row. I actually enjoy English class. I took out a notebook and copied the notes on the board. I looked up just as the teacher walked in.

Oh shit..... Mr. Perez!

I immediately put my head down. Why I was nervous I didn't know but DAMN he looked good!! His hair was fluffed out in a large messy, curly afro and he was just looking GODLY.

I looked up to see his eyes locked on me. I'm sorry but I'm not into that whole eye contact thing I kinda spazz and my face can't figure out what to do. It's usually a shit show. I quickly ducked my head into the crock of my arm to cover my shame.

Mr.Perez POV

I walked into the classroom and my eyes met with the sight of Layla. All I could say was damn!!! Everything about her.... I mean DAMN!!!

Bad Jacob! That's a student in your classroom at your job!! Not a good idea.

I mentally scolded myself for my initial reaction and attempted to do my job.

Mr. Perez: Hello class! My name is Jacob Perez and I will be your English Literature teacher this year.

Everyone responded with a hello or smile even Layla. I shot a wink her way she blushed heavily and put her head down. I continued my introduction.

Mr. Perez: I want this class to be really layed back so you can refer to me as Jacob, Jake, Jay, or if you want to be formal Mr. Perez. Alright?

I got a couple cheers from the back of the class and some claps from the front in response. Great work Jacob!!
I mentally patted myself on the back and began my lesson.