Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of Covenant; I only claim ownership of Layla.

I'M BACK BABY!

Yeah I am starting this story over. This used to be called My Last Chance but it really needed to be changed.

And yes this is in fact a Pogue love story. People already guessed that when I tried this idea before so I decided to just tell it for this story.

Hope you enjoy!

LAYLA:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood…

Two roads…two choices…and I was the one who had to choose.

I blamed my parents for this. They in fact deserve the blame but I would never share that thought with them. I couldn't.

Trees flew by me as my mother drove her car to our destination. The trees weren't yellow like in the poem but soon they will. I had always liked fall. Never knew why.

"Being away from us will be a good thing for you." My mother said, barely sparing me a glance through the rearview mirror. I just looked down.

"Do you have any idea? Of what you want to do?" mother asked me. I shrugged and looked back out the window. She sighed and continued to drive.

"Why does this have to fall on me?" I asked so quietly I was skeptical if she heard me. From the less than a second glance she gave me I knew she had in fact heard my question. She did not answer though. The confusion and misery I felt seemed to hang in the air, like a thick fog yet you could see through it perfectly.

It was an awkward silence threw out the rest of the ride. I was playing with my fingers to pass the time. Soon we pulled up to our destination. I looked out the window to the sign that read, Welcome to Spencer Academy.

"Here we are," mother said dryly. I quietly got out of the back and opened the trunk to get my stuff. I didn't bring a lot of things. I had a suitcase, a bag, and a box. I wasn't too attached to the things I had at home.

Mother didn't even bother coming out of the car, nor say anything to me.

I leaned down to peer through the open window to see her.

"Now behave and make good grades." Mother said emotionlessly. I knew she didn't mean it anyway. I knew she didn't care.

"Will I see you and father for Christmas?" I asked quietly, already knowing the answer. I had a hope.

"We'll see…" she said dryly. I sighed and took a step back as she drove off without even a goodbye.

"Love you…" I murmured softly although I was now alone.

I sighed again and began walking with my stuff. I had my bag strapped across me, my box in one hand and my suitcase in another so it wasn't too difficult but again I was tiny.

It was relatively easy to find the office. A Ms. Pierce was at the front desk.

"Excuse me?" I asked meekly. She looked up to me.

"Oh! You must be the new student, yes?" she asked. I smiled softly and nodded. She smiled back warmly.

"Now I have your schedule right here." She said pulling out a file. She then gave me a piece of paper and a room key. I looked but soon frowned.

"Something wrong dear?" Ms. Pierce asked. "I-It's nothing." I said. "Now dear what's wrong?" she said sternly but still seemed amused.

"I signed up for Dance…" I muttered. She looked as I handed her the paper.

"Oh my! Now that's just a mistake on my part. Just give me a minute and I'll fix that right now." She said. I nodded and waited as she printed out a new sheet after a minute.

"There you go dear." She said with a smile. I smiled softly and nodded.

"Now your room is on the third floor. Girl's dorms are on that floor. Boys are on the second. Your roommate might be in your room and if she is its good. Sarah is a wonderful young lady." Pierce explained. I nodded.

"Thank you." I said before leaving the office and heading for the elevator. It took me a minute with all my stuff but I managed to push the button and get in the elevator. It was about to close when I heard someone.

"Hold the elevator!" he yelled. I nearly dropped my box but I pushed the button, opening the doors again.

"Thanks" the boy said coming inside. He was really tall or at least taller than me. That wasn't too hard. At sixteen I barely stood at 5'2. He had dark hair and dark eyes. He was kind of tan but not that much.

"I've never seen you around her before." The boy said. I looked up to him. "I'm new…" I said very softly. I really never talked to boys because they've never talked to me. My whole life I could never start a conversation or at least start it and keep going.

"Oh. Well I'm Caleb. Caleb Danvers." He said kindly. "Layla. I'm Layla Meyers." I said. He looked like he remembered something. "You're Sarah's new roommate." He said. I nodded. "Sarah's my girlfriend." He explained.

So I would be seeing him a lot…Yeah…

Then the elevator doors opened on the third floor. "Do you need me to help with that?" he asked watching me struggle with my stuff. Without me answering, he gently took my box and let me out of the elevator first.

"You don't have to…" I muttered. He just smirked and started leading me to, what seemed to be, my room. He knocked on the door and a blonde girl opened it.

"Hey Caleb." She said with a smile. She then saw me and her smile got wider. "You must be Layla!" she said. She seemed excited. Then she went from the door to me and hugged me.

I tensed up but didn't push her away. That would be rude. She pulled away. "Come on in." she said and we all walked into the room. I looked around.

Half the room was bare and void of any emotion. The other half was bright and happy and seemed to describe Sarah perfectly.

I set my stuff down and Caleb put the box on my bed.

"Do you need any help unpacking?" Sarah asked. I shook my head. I started putting my clothes in the dresser next to my bed.

"Oh my God that is so cute!" Sarah exclaimed. I had just pulled out my sparkly green party dress. "Can I put this in the closet?" I asked. "Of course! It's your closet too." She said. I nodded and hung it up. I also hung up some jackets and my uniforms.

"So Layla can I see your schedule?" Sarah asked. I nodded and handed it to her.

"You have your first three classes with us!" she said with a smile. "You're a senior?" Caleb asked. I nodded with a soft blush. "I skipped a grade…" I said softly. He nodded.

"You take Dance?" Sarah asked. I nodded. "For the past 12 years." I said taking some stuff out of my box.

"Is that a trophy?" she asked getting up and walking over. I nodded taking out another one.

"Nationals…" she said in awe. "Bella Cantana?" she asked looking to me. "That was the name of my last school's dance team." I said.

"Boston Public?" Sarah asked. I looked to her but nodded. "I used to go there." Sarah said. "I kind of remember you…" I replied.

"You're Pixie!" Sarah yelled seeming to remember. Now I really wish Sarah would drop the subject.

"Hey Sarah if we don't leave now we'll be late." Caleb said. I looked to him and he winked. I blush and looked down. He seemed to notice how uncomfortable I was.

"Oh you're right." She said walking over to him but looked back to me.

"Is it ok if I go?" she asked. Why was she so worried over me?

I nodded though anyway. It would give me some more time to settle in.

"Ok, just give me a minute." She said and walked into the bathroom.

"She's just like that Layla. She wants you to be comfortable, have a friend, you know?" Caleb explained. I nodded.

I might just need that friend…