Miss Jackson

Chapter 2

As I drive off I hear a thud and look next to me. A phone on my car floor. It's hers...she left it in my car. I pick it up and put it in my pocket. It buzzes a few times but I ignore it.
Once I get home I go inside and toss my keys on the counter. I undress into just my boxers as I do every day. I grab the phone from my pocket cause I know I will forget it and wash it. It dings again, a text. I look at it on the lock screen but don't unlock the phone.
Madison: sorry, I was busy...seriously?!
I fight the urge to see what she sent her friend and put the phone on the counter next to my keys. I grab a beer from my fridge and watch tv. The phone begins to ring, my favorite Frank Sinatra song plays through my house. I scrunch my eyebrows together and get to the phone.
Mom
It reads, do I answer it? Maybe I should just leave it alone. I'll call a friend in her contacts.
I slowly unlock her phone and see it does not have a lock.
Before I know it I'm clicking on her photos and looking through them. Why am I doing this? This is dumb. Surprisingly there are a few of me. Why would she take pictures of me? One is even from today. I choose to ignore it and set out what I was originally going to do.
I call Ashley first because I know she is at the party. No answer. I call Madison next, also no answer.
I set the phone back down and remember that my favorite Frank Sinatra song was her ringtone...she likes him too. Add that to the reasons I like her. God damn it, everything this girl does has me head over heels.
I smile at her lock screen, a picture of her and Ashley. She has her tounge out making a weird face. It's very adorable and I find myself staring at it for a while until I realize my feet have gone tingly from standing in the same position. I click the phone off and go back to what I was doing.
After I finish my beer and grade some papers, around 11, I decide it's time to sleep. I throw the beer can away and go straight to bed, sleep finding me as soon as my head hits my pillow.

I wake up at 6 am and get ready for work. I grab her phone, my phone and my keys and head out. I hope she wasn't to worried about losing her phone.
When I get to school I find her at her locker.
"Hey Delilah" I smile at her.
"Hey Mr- Brendon" she smiles back.
"How'd the study group go?" I ask.
"Good-great actually. How was your night"
"Just a night in as usual" I shrug. "Oh...you left this in my car" I hand her her phone.
"Oh my god! Thank you. I was looking for this all morning" she squeals and I smile at how adorable she looks when she's happy.
"It's no problem. By the way...nice choice with the Sinatra. He's my favorite" I tell her. She glances at me confused.
"Your phone went off last night" I tell her and realization hits her face.
"You like him too?" She questions.
"Favorite" I repeat.
"That's so cool. I thought I was the only fan left" she smiles with a shrug. "I better get to class. Thanks again" she says and heads off.

Delilahs pov
I walk away from him with a shit eating grin on my face. He likes the same singer as me?!? That's amazing. I unlock my phone and double click the home button. To my surprise the only two things opened are my photos and contacts. My photos...he saw the pictures of him!! A wave of embarrassment hits my face and I feel the heat raise in my cheeks and my heart race as I walk in to class. They were just goofy pictures I took on snapchat and sent to my friends. I saved a couple, the ones he looked cute in. If I knew I was going to forget my phone in his presence I would have put a lock on it! Damn it.

7th period comes and I have never been more embarrassed in my life. When I see him smiling at me as I walk in I feel it's because he thinks it's so funny I have pictures of him on my phone.
"Hi Delilah" he smirks and comes to my desk.
Maybe if I ignore the fact that he saw them then we will both forget.
"I was wondering if I could see you after class about the extra credit?" He questions.
"Yeah, sure" I gulp and sit back up. He gives me a smile and goes back up to the board.

As soon as the bell rings everyone shuffles out the door except me.
"Delilah...i just wanted to let you know I'm here for you if you need help on the extra credit"
"Really?" I ask him, happy that I could spend more personal time with him.
"Of course, it'd be my pleasure"
It'd be mine too. I think to myself. I hate that I'm head over heels for a teacher I could never have. He is forbidden fruit. I need him.
"Thank you Brendon. I was going to start on the Great Depression paper tonight but with your help I could get it done in a matter of hours"
"That's sounds like a plan" he winks and if I hadn't been grasping my seat I would have fallen off of it by that little wink.
"Here, I have my computer" he grabs his computer from his desk and sets in on my desk.
"Where do I start?" I question. With a laugh he comes around to my side and gets on Google.

The next hour is full of laughs and deep conversations and a quick run to the staff room for a snack break.
"Already 4 paragraphs done. This isn't so bad, is it?" He questions.
"Not with your help" I laugh. "Thank you Brendon. You have been a big help over the last 2 days"
"What are teachers for?" He smirks that adorable smirk. He resets his glasses on his face and brushes his hair off his face.
Without any thought I hug him. Wrapping my around around his back, my head laying on his chest and he leans in, wrapping his arms around me and laying his chin on my head.
"Thank you so so much Brendon" I say into his shirt.
"You're welcome Delilah." He kisses my head and I close my eyes in happiness. I had just gotten a kiss from a man I've had a crush on for the past 4 years, okay not an actual kiss but a kiss none the less but to my surprise he pulls away quickly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that." He says nervously.
"It's fine Brendon" I tell him. "I liked it" I really did, I wish he would actually kiss me though.
"Oh?" He steps closer to me.