Chapter 1: The New Kid in SchoolEdit
People say that "Twilight" stories don't happen in real life. Those people are wrong. It did happen. It happened to me two weeks ago. It was just an ordinary school day. I got up, took a shower, got dressed, and ate breakfast. I was in my bedroom when my dad called me downstairs.
"Layla," He yelled.
"What?" I yelled back.
"Hurry up! You're gonna be late for school!" He yelled, irratated.
I rolled my eyes and went downstairs.
"Can we go now?" I asked.
"You can. I'm not gonna drive you to school anymore," He said.
"What do you mean?" I tilted my head.
"I got you a car," He smiled.
He got out my car keys and handed them to me.
"Thank you, Dad," I smiled.
I grabbed the my car keys and left out the door before my dad said anything. My dad and I were never close. Ever since my mom died, he has tried constantly to act all parenty. I'm seventeen! Why can't he leave me alone and let me do my own things? Anyways, I went outside and saw my new car. A mustang! My dream car! I got in and started it up. I drove to school, loving my new car. I got to my locker and saw a kid next to it. He must be new. He looked at me and smiled. He has dimples! I smiled back and opened my locker. I did what I had to do and closed my locker. I saw the new kid looking at me.
"Can I help you with something?" I smiled.
"Uh, yeah. Can you tell me where Room 827 is?" He said in a cute british accent.
"Yeah. I have the same class. Just follow me," I smiled.
He nodds and follows me. We get to class and I sat down. The new kid sat down next to me.
"So, what's your name?" I said.
"Jake. What's yours?" He smiled.
"Layla," I smiled back.
"Cute name for a cute girl," He said.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Did I say that out loud?" He blushed.
"Don't worry. I get that a lot," I said
He smiled. The bell rang and the teacher came in.
"Alright class. Today, we have a new student; Jake," She said.
In the middle of the lesson, Jake handed me a note. It said "Hey, I know I just met you. But I happen to really like you. Will you go out with me?" I read that last sentence three times. I was in udder shock.