In Love With My Teacher (NiGHTala Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Author's Note:

Hey y'all! I haven't written another chapter of one of my books since High School got me hooked up already >0< But no worries; I'M NOT DEAD! :D

About my books:

Disney Hercules: The Vampire Goddess: Yes, this one's finished (Sorry for cliff hangers!), but I made a second sequel that it also involves some of Twilight characters: Olympians VS. Volturis: Cleo's Fate: Olympian or Volturi?

I will be making 4 more sagas/sequels when I finish OVSV:CF:OOV ;)

Disney Hercules Animated Series: Vine Compilation: I need vine requests! I can't have more from Kingbach's or Brittany Furling's or Nash Grier's! I NEED HELP! DX

Well, on with Chapter 2!

Disclaimer: LanaDelReyFan890 does not own NiGHTS. It belongs to its rightful owner: Sega.

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Puffy's POV:

I was walking to the Football Field, looking for Jackle. Where in Nightmare is he? I looked around the Football Field. Nope. No sign of him. Just other jocks, populars and punks joking around or practicing any sport. I sighed, irritated. Then, I feel someone tap my left shoulder. I turn around to see the guy I was looking for. He had a dark, tan skin, dark blue eyes and a thinning brown hair. He was wearing the College's uniform that consisted a large, sleeve yellow shirt with a blue tie and black pants. He'd supposed to wear black shoes, but instead, he was wearing a black and blue J's.

Yep, that's Jackle.

"Hey Puff!" He greeted to me as he smiled. I smiled as we both hugged. "I knew you would make it here. Elliot and Will and I were looking all over for ya and Nicki."

I chuckled. "NiGHTS was looking for Claris and Helen at the lunch room. I bet she's lost."

Jackle groaned and facepalmed. "Great. I'll have to interrupt soccer for a sec. Let's go and find her."

I nodded as we walked back to the College's interior. We passed many aisles and halls, until we passed aside the College's ol' principal; Mr. Sanchez AKA Wizeman. He was about in his fifty's, and he had grey hair and creepy, ruby red eyes. His skin was almost a little pale and he'd wore a black suit and a grey tie. His long sleeved buttoned shirt was blue and he was wearing black working shoes.

"Hello Miss Swan and Mister Hale, may I help you two?" Wizeman asked kindly to us while holding a bunch of documents and papers.

"Yes, we we're looking for Nicole Gomez, the new student," Jackle responded back, politely.

"She's our friend and we want to see her. Had you seen her?" I added. Wizeman put a hand in his chin as he hummed a 'hmm' sound.

"I think I did," He responded. "She was walking past the Domestic Economy classrooms until she bumped with one of the Spanish teachers."

Spanish teacher? I thought, inwardly. Most of the Spanish teachers were fired because they were dating, making out, raping or having that with students. I wide eyed a little. I hope Nicky doesn't get involved with one of those... douche bags.

"Um... thank you?" I said nervously to Wizeman. He shrugged and nodded as he walked away past us. When he was gone, Jackle started to freak out... as always.

"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap..." He cursed silently after face palming. "NiGHTS could get harmed by one of of those friggin' Spanish teachers! She'll be all toxicated! Rebelled! Harmed! She'll get pre--"

"Jack, calm down!" I nearly hissed angrily at him. For the love of chocolate-fudged brownies and Oreo Cakes! Can't he get a grip for a sec?! "We'll warn her about it! Besides, she hasn't met that 'Spanish Teacher' yet."

Jackle was about to reply, until he saw something behind my shoulder. He gasped in horror.

"Or did she?" He murmured. I turned around and saw NiGHTS with... MR. MAREN?

...Oh Shit, he's one of them!

NiGHTS POV

I stood still as I saw Mr. Maren's- I mean- Reala's hand stretching out for mine in a hand shake. I hesitated for a moment, but I grabbed his hand in mine in a handshake. I could feel my heart pounding hard at the contact of my hand with Reala's. I secretly gulp as I removed my hand from his. He gaved me a warming smile, not showing his teeth. I smiled back, trying not to blush, until I heard him chuckle.

"Well Nicole, you'll be taking Spanish Class with me," Reala spoke as he verified something on one of his documents. He handed one at me. I could see that it was a copy of my grades. "I see you'd mantained A+ on all of your schedules. You must be very proud of yourself."

I chuckled nervously. "T-thank you, Mr. Maren."

"Please, call me Reala when none of your classmates are around." Reala laughed.

Wait, what did he said?

'Please, call me REALA.' I repeated in my head the words he said to me. Was he intimidating me? I nearly blushed as I laughed nervously... again.

"Well..." I sighed as I finished laughing. "See you around, Reala."

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD, I SAID HIS NAME. IN FRONT OF MY OWN SPANISH TEACHER. I SAID HIS FREAKING NAME!

Ahem... don't.panic.NiGHTS. It's just your first day! I mentally face palm. Why was I feeling like this?!

My thoughts were interrupted when Reala quickly left. I still had the copy of my grades he gave to me. I quickly put it in my back pack to keep it safe in case if I need it. I sighed irritated as I sat on the floor, my back laying in front of The Domestic Economy classroom's wall. Why did my heart raced so fast when he appeared? Why did I felt that tiny flash of heat when he touched my hand? Was I...? Oh...

HELL.NO.

He's a Spanish teacher, for Heaven's sake! He could be my cousin, my long lost brother (which actually I do not have, but still), my youngest uncle, my... well, you all can get the credit.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned to see my long-time-no-see-friend Jackle with Puffy, both with their arms crossed and serious looks in their faces. I raised an eyebrow when Jackle asked the most idiotic question a jock could ever ask to his best, loyal friend.

"Where in Dream World have you been?"