Layla sat in the attendance office, tapping her foot, waiting to get her class schedule. Eric had enrolled her, but they still had not found classes for her. The guidance counselor was trying to translate her classes from Doveslinen Academy and see if she lacked anything or if anything couldn't transfer. It took nearly an hour, but a schedule had finally been printed, along with a supply list, a map, and a parking tag. Layla slipped everything but the schedule into her backpack and thank the ladies at the desk, picking up her bag and purse and walked out, looking for English 3.
"Room 201, Building 2." Layla muttered, going outside and looking for numbers.
"Are you new here?" a voice asked from behind her.
"I'm not new anywhere, honey." Layla said, turning around. "Which building is building 2?" she asked.
"The one with two feathers. I'm Jay, by the way." he said, smiling.
"Makes perfect sense. I'm Layla." Layla replied, holding her hand out.
Jay shook her hand and held his hand out for her schedule. "Oh, you have English with Houston. I feel sorry for you." he said.
"Why? Tough? Mean? One eye? Funky breath? Weird mole?" Layla asked, grinning.
"Mean, mostly. He'll make you nearly argue for every grade you get. He loves pointing out when someone is wrong." Jay said.
"Oh, that will be fun." Layla said. "Thank you for the help, though."
"Anytime." Jay said.
Layla headed for the building with two feathers, then up the stairs to room 201, knocking once before walking in. She looked for the teacher and saw him grilling a student, trying to get them to defend their choice for term paper. Layla saw Seth and waved.
"Are you going to stand there like a knot on a log?" the teacher asked.
"I wasn't aware that knots stood. I must be deep in the country." Layla said.
Mr. Houston smiled, but not a friendly smile. "What's your name, little girl?"
"Layla Contri." she replied. "I'm going to assume you're the ever so pleasant Mr. Houston."
"Take a seat. Now." Mr. Houston said.
"Take it? Where?" Layla asked, smirking. "If what you mean is 'please, go sit down', then yes. I can do that."
Layla picked the seat next to Seth and set her purse and backpack down, sitting down in the desk chair and turning to look expectantly at Mr. Houston.
"Now that we have all taken the time to watch your shenanigans and take up valuable class time, you will have a term paper due in 7 days. 10 page minimum, not including your cited sources." Mr. Houston said, looking at Layla.
"Consider it done and graded with an A. Sir." Layla said, smiling.
Seth wanted to start laughing, seeing how red and frazzled Mr. Houston was getting. Aside from Leah, no other student had been able to make Mr. Houston speechless. Seth was willing to bet Layla could do just that. Easily.
Layla's next class was Math 3, in the same building, but on the first floor in room 110. Math passed by uneventfully, and for that Layla was glad. She only had one worksheet for homework. The next class she went to was Study Hall 3. Layla finished her math worksheet and got a head start on her English term paper, writing nearly three pages. Lunch couldn't come soon enough. Layla stopped at her locker, setting her backpack inside, only taking her purse with her to lunch. She walked down the stairs to the lunch hall. She saw Seth, Jake, and Quil sitting at a table piled with food. Layla started walking over to their table when her name was called out.
"Layla!" Jay called out.
"Hey, how are you?" Layla asked, smiling up at him.
"Much better, now. I heard you and Houston had a pissing match." Jay said.
"A what?" Layla asked, looking confused.
"You didn't take any of his crap." Jay clarified.
"Oh, that. He's a very annoying little man." Layla said.
"Do you want to eat with us?" Jay asked.
"I would love to, but I'm going to sit with Jake and Seth and Quil today. But another time?" Layla said.
"You're friends with those weirdos?" Jay asked.
"Weirdos?" Layla asked, crossing her arms. "Why exactly do you think they're weirdos? Is it because they tower over a lot of people here? Or that, from head to toe, they're stacked with muscle?"
"I didn't mean anything by it." Jay said.
"They're my best friends and I would appreciate it very, very much if you did not attempt to insult them, especially in my presence." Layla said.
Layla turned and walked for the table where Jake, Seth, and Quil were before giving Jay a chance to reply. Seth, having watched the whole conversation, opened his arms to Layla, pulling her to sit in his lap, and hugged her tightly.
"I'm not sure I like you after yesterday, Seth Clearwater." Layla said, turning away from Seth.
"What? Why not?" Seth asked, frowning. "You gotta like me! I'm cute and loveable!" he said.
Layla turned and leaned in close to him, cradling his face with her hands, moving her lips close to his. "You stole my bacon and french toast." she whispered against his lips before moving away, going to sit beside Jake.
Seth's mouth dropped open. "But that was a long time ago!" he whined.
"It was barely twenty four hours ago, you moose!" Layla said, grinning. "You should never come between a girl and her bacon. Bacon love is deep and real."
"Oh, you mean this bacon?" Seth asked, holding up a baggie full of bacon. "This kind of bacon?"
"Seth, you know I love you, right?" Layla said, laughing.
"You just love me for my bacon." Seth said.
"That's not the only meat from you I enjoyed." Layla whispered just loud enough to Seth, Jake, and Embry to hear.
Seth's eyes went wide and Layla leaned over and grabbed Seth's bag full of bacon and moved away quickly. "Thanks!" she said, laughing.
"Hey! No fair!" Seth said, pouting. "Can I at least have 2 pieces?" he asked.
Layla tapped her lips and Seth pulled her close, pecking her lips and snatched the bag back. "Ha!" he exclaimed.
"Look at the bag, fool." Jake said, laughing.
Layla had taken all but 1 piece of bacon out of the bag. The rest she held behind her back.
"Miss Contri, please come to the office." the lunch hall monitor said. "You too, Mr. Clearwater."
Layla raised an eyebrow and put the bacon on Jake's plate and wiped her hands. "Touch one piece and I will tell Leah to freeze you out." she said, smiling too sweetly.
Layla and Seth followed the lunch hall monitor to the vice principal's office.
"Miss Contri, we have a strict 'No PDA' rule in this school." the vice principal, Mrs. Jackson, said.
"PDA? Who did I do the PDA with?" Layla asked, confused.
"The lunch hall monitor informed us that you and Mr. Clearwater were committing PDA." Mrs. Jackson said.
"What? A peck on the lips? That's PDA? Are you serious?" Layla asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"We do classify that as PDA." Mrs. Jackson said.
"There wasn't even any tongue action! I've gotten further than that with his sister." Layla said, incredulous.
"Regardless. That will be one after school detention for you and one for Mr. Clearwater." Mrs. Jackson said. "The next time will be one day suspension."
"You know, I would agree with you if I had stripped naked and started riding him like I would explode if I didn't. Or if he pushed me against the wall and we were going at it. But a simple peck?" Layla asked.
"Do you want to make it two after school detentions, Mrs. Contri?" Mrs. Jackson asked.
"Is everyone sexually repressed around here that two friends can't show affection?" Layla muttered. "No, I don't care to make it two, thanks."
Layla walked out, Seth following her. "Can you believe that?" she asked, looking at Seth.
"Yeah, sadly, I can." Seth said. "I get detention at least once a week. But the is the first one I've had for PDA."
"Yeah, well, it's bullshit." Layla said, clearly pissed off. "They are so lucky Kai doesn't go here with me. He'd take it as a personal challenge and, sooner or later, start fucking someone on her desk."
Seth laughing, slinging his arm around Layla, walking back to the lunchroom with her.
Layla had 3 more classes that day: World History, Quiluete language, and Chemistry. When 3 o'clock rang, Layla picked her backpack and purse up and headed for detention hall. She walked in with her head held high and went to sit by Seth.
"Are you riding home with me?" Layla asked.
"No talking." the monitor said.
Seth grinned and nodded.
"Miss Contri, according to my list, you and Mr. Clearwater are not to sit next to each other." the monitor said.
"Wow. Glad you stopped us. We were just about to go at it right here at the desk. Caught it just in time. I just can't help myself." Layla said, standing up.
"No talking." the monitor said.
Layla moved two seats over, crossing her arms, staring at the monitor with a raised eyebrow, tapping her foot. When the monitor refused to look up at her, Layla pulled her compact out of her purse, touching up her makeup.
An hour later, the monitor dismissed detention. Layla stood up, grabbing her backpack and purse and walked out with Seth, but paused.
"After hours, the rules do not apply to students." Layla said, smirking. "Which means, if I want to rip his pants off and swallow him like there's no tomorrow, I very well can. Check it."
Layla walked out of the building, Seth following her. She pressed unlock on her key fob and got in, Seth getting in on the passenger side.
"Is it okay if I drop you off at your house? Leah said she wants to introduce me to someone." Layla said, heading for Seth's house."
"Did she say who?" Seth asked.
"Edward? I think that's who she said." Layla said.
"What? Why him?!" Seth asked, getting upset. "She's stupid."
"I told her I would." Layla said.
Seth got out at his house, going inside of his house and slamming the door. Layla heard yelling and then another door slamming as Leah walked out and got in, Jake following her.
"Let's go." Leah said.
Layla followed the directions Jake gave her, pulling into the driveway of a beautiful house fifteen minutes later. Edward was standing by the front door. Layla stepped out and was immediately flanked by Leah and Jake. Edward walked over.
"You must be Layla. I'm Edward." Edward said.
"A pleasure to meet you." Layla said, holding out her hand.
Edward gently grabbed her hand, pressing a kiss to the top. Layla smirked, coming up with a great plan. Edward smiled at her.
"I do believe we can take it from here. What do you say, Edward?" Layla said.
"Definitely." Edward said, leading her inside.
Layla tossed her keys to Jake. "I'm sure I can get a ride from Edward." she said. "And then he'll probably drive me home."
Edward held back a laugh and shut the door. He gave Layla the tour, introducing her to his family.
"You look familiar." Rosalie said, studying her.
"Have you ever been to New York?" Layla asked.
"Yeah, we went about six months ago, or so." Rosalie said.
"There's a good chance we may have made out, then." Layla said.
"What, for real?" Emmett asked.
"That's it. It was a club...Little Gino's." Rosalie said.
Layla looked over at Emmett and smiled. "She's a good kisser." Layla said.
While Emmett demanded details from Rosalie, Edward took Layla into the living room.
"Okay, let me tell you how this is going to go down. Leah's determined to make Embry want me by making him jealous. I don't want someone just because they're afraid someone else will want me. That's not love and that's not the kind of attention I want or deserve." Layla said. "Let's really turn the tables on Leah. She expects us to be, like, all lovey dovey, right?"
"Yeah, she explained it all to me last night. Only near Embry, or when Embry is watching, are we to be affectionate, basically." Edward said.
"Do you want to prank her?" Layla asked, grinning.
"That might teach her to stop meddling." Edward said. "They're outside in the woods just beyond the house right now. I saw her and Jake out there a few minutes ago."
"Perfect. Are the curtains open?" Layla asked.
"Yeah. What are you thinking?" Edward asked.
"That you should pick me up, toss me on the couch, and then lay down and I'm going to get on top and act like I'm riding you." Layla said.
"You know they'll have a cow, right?" Edward asked.
"That is what I'm counting on." Layla said. "Oh, be loud, too. You might wanna tell your folks and everyone what's going to go down."
"Undoubtedly they've already heard your plan." Edward said. "I already told them what was going on with Jake having called last night."
Edward picked Layla up and Layla wrapped her arms around him, trying not to laugh. He took her over to the couch and gently laid her down and then he himself bent down, switching places with Layla. Layla got on her knees and started making movements that mimicked sex.
"Oh, yes! Edward!" Layla yelled out.
Edward grinned from his position, laying on the couch. After several minutes, he decided to reverse their positions, letting Layla lay down while he braced himself over her, making sure most of him could still be seen. He pulled his shirt off and tried not to laugh. Layla got her phone out, moaning loudly every few seconds.
"Oh, yes, right there!" Layla yelled out, scrolling through cute cat pictures. "YES! EDWARD!" she screamed.
Edward moved down to lay beside her, letting out a laugh. He and Layla laid on the couch, Layla pulling up cute animal videos and watched with her.
"I'm pretty sure you're the best boyfriend I've ever had. Fake sex, which by the way was absolutely amazing, adorable little animal videos, and in the next room one of the girls I made out with." Layla said.
"You're going to get grilled when you go home, you know? I looked around the edge of the couch and Leah and Jake are arguing." Edward said.
"Perfect." Layla said.
No, this isn't going to turn into a Layla/Edward story. It's still an Embry/Layla story, but mama has got to add drama and draw details out. Otherwise it'd be 3 sentences and over way too quickly.
So leave me some love, my loves!