Lost In You

Chapter 7: Reagan's POV

Wednesday morning sneaked up on me, and I have never hated my life as much as I did now. I knew I shouldn't have listened to my sister and gotten drunk two nights in a row. It's crazy how I can never remember the drunken nights I want to remember, but the ones I want to forget are always on point with the descriptive details. Monday night was still fresh in my mind and I had no idea how I was going to handle any of my issues. After leaving my house, my sister Kenna convinced me it would be a great idea to get drunk and forget all about Roberts. The night was going so great until I saw her at the bar smiling and flirting with everyone who tried to flirt with her. By the time my sister and I got to the bar we were both already tipsy from pre-gaming at her place. She knew how to help me get better after dealing with Roberts. She's been there for me my whole life and I love her for it, she was honestly the very best big sister ever. The moment we sat down in the bar I was ready to leave and head home, but a few drinks later with Kenna and we were both laughing and enjoying ourselves, and it was so great until I saw Gabriella at the bar sitting with another girl. I thought I was seeing things but after taking a double look, it really was her. I got lost on her, her appearance and how confident she looked sitting there enjoying herself. Her hair straightened out hanging down her back. For some reason sitting there watching so many people trying to get with her started making my blood boil. Leave her alone I thought to myself watching her dismiss people after people both men and women. She never saw me. My sister was so drunk she never even noticed that I stopped listening to her. I watched a beautiful woman confidently approach her and she eyed her up and down like she was a gourmet meal. I was waiting for her to dismiss her just like the others, but instead, the bartender was handing them both drinks. I watched the woman flirt with her endlessly. She never once flinched away when the women reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear, in fact she smiled and winked at the woman as if she liked it. Her eyes said it all, she was enjoying the woman's presence and it was pissing me off. Can't the woman tell she's underage? Who flirts with someone you can clearly see has had way too much to drink? When they got up to dance my sister finally caught on and was staring at them with me.

"Seeing beautiful women like those two are the reason I could never hate lesbians." she said looking mostly at Gabriella. "She can move, maybe it's the drinks but she's lowkey turning me on." Kenna said practically drooling at her. "what? you don't agree?" she asked, getting my attention.

"She shouldn't be here like this." I said not looking at my sister.

"You're here." she said laughing.

"Yes, but you don't see me fucking a stranger on the dance floor do you?" I snapped. " I'm sorry, I think I need to get some rest." I said apologizing.

"It's alright, shit I'm jealous too." she joked as I excused myself from the table while the image of Gabriella kissing the woman flooded my mind. This was all too much. I've never been a jealous person and yet here I was feeling like I was about to explode. Why was she letting the woman touch her like this? Why was she okay with this? Why'd she kiss her back? I was trying to hurry out the bathroom until I saw her stumbling into the bathroom. She mumbled under her breath and went to use the bathroom. I wanted to leave but my heart felt the need to confront her. She came out and saw me and I instantly got even more upset. She was drunk by herself in the bathroom, anything could happen. I thought she was smarter than that. The whole night I couldn't stop thinking about the look in her eyes before she walked out slamming the door. The next day hanging out with my sister and I still couldn't stop seeing her leaving in my mind. I didn't have her number so I had to wait until today, Wednesday, the next time she had my class to apologize to her. The guilt has been eating me alive and here I was nervously waiting for my students to start walking in. I thought she would be late, but she was the fifth student to walk in. she walked in and I noticed she was in a deep conversation with another student. They both walked to the back and the girl said something to make her laugh. She covered her mouth and looked around and her eyes fell on me. She looked away as if it didn't affect her. Maybe I imagined the whole thing. I thought she'd be upset at me. But she sat down and continued with her conversation.

"Alright class, we're going to get started." I said bringing their attention back to me. She smiled at the girl and sat back looking at me. She didn't look upset. Her eyes were full of something else I couldn't name. She was watching my every move and I started stuttering. She was making me even more nervous.

"Fuck...excuse me." I said realizing I had walked into someone, it was the kid sitting in front of me.

"You alright Mrs. Garcia?" he asked, holding me up, I quickly moved back and apologized.

"Yes, I'm sorry." When I looked up she was still watching me with a small smile on her lips. She was amused by this. Class went by with me continuously tripping over my words and doing my best not to look in the back of the class. They didn't seem to care which I appreciated, but she was watching me the whole hour with that amusement look in her eyes.

"I will see some of you later tonight at the orientation and everyone else please enjoy the rest of your day. I'll see y'all on Friday." I said standing by the door watching them pack up. "Gabriella, may I please have a word with you after?" I asked out loud to her. She didn't answer. She looked at me and leaned in to say something to the girl next to her.

"I promise I'll be there." she said to the girl before the girl walked out. The girl liked her, it was obvious, I rolled my eyes and waited for everyone else to leave before closing the door, it was just the two of us left.

"You wanted to see me." she said walking towards my desk, she leaned on a chair waiting for me.

"Yes, Gabby I wanted to talk about what happened Monday night." I said making eye contact with her.

"There's nothing to talk about." she said looking at me with a blank expression.

"I shouldn't have talked to you like that." I said walking in front of her, god she smelled so good.

"It's cool, I get it, trust me." she said looking down. "You're just one of those people." she said and her words hurt.

"I don't understand." I said waiting for her to explain. "One of what people?"

"One of those people with pretty faces. People who think it's okay to talk to others any way they want without caring how it makes them feel. One Of those people." she said looking at me and I must've looked shocked. Is that really what she thought of me? For some reason I wanted to prove to her that I'm not like that at all. I wanted her approval. I wanted her to like me.

"Gabby, I am so sorry, I swear. I'm not like that at all. I had so much on my mind that night and I'd been drinking which is never a good combination." I said softly resting my hand on hers. She flinched and I moved my hand. She looked into my eyes waiting for me to continue.

"Something happened on Monday and I couldn't handle it. My sister convinced me to go out and it was all just too much for me to handle, I had no reason at all to take it out on you, it was personal. And I know you were just trying to help. I appreciated it a lot more than I can explain. I really am sorry, please forgive me." I said searching her face.

"It's okay, I understand really. There's nothing to forgive." she said her voice softer than it was a second ago.

"And I'm sorry for assuming you were one of those people when I don't know you. I'm sorry you had a bad night. I hope it ended better?" she questioned giving me one of her heart melting smiles.

"Thank you for giving me a chance to explain, it's been eating me alive I swear. I'm sorry for snapping at you. Why don't I make it up to you by giving you a spot on tonight's orientation?" I offered and suddenly regretted it. Why did I just do that? You're her teacher Reagan don't creep her out.

"so let me get this straight, to make up for snapping at me, you want to have me go to a school event that I'm most likely not going to enjoy?" she joked and I laughed.

"Okay one that was hurtful, I organized the event, and two, you won't know if you don't show up." I said.

"Fine then, it's a date. And you owe me a good time." she said, when she smiled and winked at me My whole body froze. She doesn't mean that in a dirty way stupid don't be so weird. I said to myself.

"Deal." I said extending out my hand to her.

"Oh this better be good." she laughed and grabbed my hands. Her hands were so soft. The electricity that ran through my veins when our skin touched was more than magical.