The struggle of acceptance (Jacob Latimore) ON HOLD!

Chapter 2: They clash instantly

* the next day *

I had to go up to the school to fill out an office slip for my suspension. I pulled up and parked. I was upset with myself for letting those stupid ass girls get the best of me. But then again, I was not going to compromise my respect to be liked by any body in this school.

I walked in and got a few stares. Once I made my way to the office, I filled out what I needed and was on my way out to the parking lot. I got up to my car and saw Jacob leaning against it.

My mind instantly flashed back to him pinning me against the locker. My body grew hot and all I could do was smile.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were stalking me" I smiled and played with my keys. He smirked and played with his small beard.

"I like you"

Who?

I turned around and looked around the school parking lot.

"What you looking at?"

"Oh, you're talking to me?"

He nodded and walked around to the passenger side.

"What are you doing?" I unlocked my car and opened the door. He opened his side and got in too.

"You tell me" I smiled at his response and started the car. This should be interesting.

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"I don't know much about this city" we've been driving around for about an hour now, just talking and enjoying the sunrise.

"Where you come from?"

"New York" I smiled, thinking of home. I miss it so much but this move was honestly what's best for me.

"I knew I heard a little accent" I was surprised that's all he had to say. Usually when I tell people where I'm from, their response is always

"Say coffee"

I spoke too soon.

"Nooo" I whined.

"C'mon, I wanna hear" he placed his hand on my leg and I quickly moved a little.

"Coffee" I mumbled, causing him to laugh. I watched how his whole face lit up whenever he laughed. His cheeks were rounded perfectly and his teeth were white as hell.

"You're beautiful" I mumbled touching his face. I immediately drew my hand back and focused my attention back on the road. "Sorry" I mumbled.

It grew silent and I could tell he had something on his mind.

"Let me show you a place I like to go" I looked over at him. "Are you serious?" I pulled over and parked, pissed as hell.

"What?"

"Is this a bet or something? Your friends wanna see how easy the new girl is?" I frowned and he looked hella confused.

"Nani, what are you talking about?"

"I'm not a dumb ass. Where the fuck are you trying to take me? Cause I'm not gonna fuck you if that's what you think." I crossed my arms.

"You think I'm trying to get pussy?" His words hit me hard and made me feel kind of low.

Was i overreacting?

"Nani, do you know how much pussy is thrown at me daily? If that's what I wanted I wouldn't go through all this shit" he waved his arms around the car.

"And what shit are you referring to?"

"I skipped fucking school! I'm claustrophobic and I been sitting in this damn car for over 2 hours driving around just cause I like fucking talking to you!" He was yelling and it was honestly turning me on. 

"You don't even know me" I mumbled.

"Does this not show that I want to change that?"

I sighed and processed all my thoughts. Maybe I was overreacting. Maybe he really did want to know me.

"I'm sorry jacob, im just not use to somebody being so nice to me. Especially a nigga. everytime I move people hate on me for no reason at all. I don't even know what's genuine or fake anymore" I looked down and sighed.

"Damn. I honestly can't relate. I been here all my life."

I looked up and saw him looking out the window.

"I'm sorry. I have an attitude problem that I struggle with."

"You do?" He said sarcastically.

I leaned over and pecked his cheek. He turned quickly, looking me in my eyes. He leaned in and I grabbed his face, crashing my lips into his. He turned his head to the right, to get even closer to me. My eyes closed and I let my mouth do all the work. His lips tasted like mint with a hint of weed. I honestly loved the taste. I pulled away quickly once I realized what we were doing.

"Damn" we both said in unison.

I started the car back up, clearing my throat. "Sooo....ummmm...w-where was the place you wanted to show me?"

He chuckled and gave me directions. And haven't seen much of Houston, but I did notice there were a lot of trees and open areas. We drove through this meadow that had a small lake.

"Here?"

"Yeah"

"Is this place special to you?"

"Kinda. Ion really wanna talk about it though, I just like being here." He looked down I smiled a little.

"So, what made you come out here?" He asked, laying back in the seat.

"New York....its a really bad place. I was getting involved with the wrong crowds. So many people my age end up dead, my mom thought this move was what I needed." My heart dropped mentioning this. Me and my mother use to argue for hours over me moving. I didn't want to, at first. But after a few more situations I knew it's what was needed.

"So what, you a gangster or some shit?"

I laughed and leaned back in my chair too. "No, I just know how to handle my own. People been testing me all my life, like they don't think I'll retaliate. So I have to prove them wrong."

"What about you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're worried about proving other people wrong, but what are you proving yourself when you act like that?"

"I don't know, I never really think about it."

His phone began ringing and he pulled it out. He looked at the screen and sighed.

"Hello?"

I heard yelling on the other end and it sounded like a man.

It must be his father

I instantly wanting to ask him about his parents, but I decided against it when he became angry.

"Chill out. I'll explain later."

More words were exchanged and he hung up.

"I gotta go, my dad tripping." I nodded and started the car up. We drove back to school in an awkward silence. We pulled up to the parking lot and he smiled.

"I can get your number?"

"Yeah" I pulled out my phone and we exchanged numbers.

"Bye Nani" he smirked a little and I waved.

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