Part 4 : A Revelation

Sorry Everybody , But I noticed that part 4 was missing , So I published it again for all those who had the same WTF look on their faces when reading it . Thank god for Microsoft Word x x.

The knock on the door startled them both.. It turned out to be the janitor asking him if he could come in and start clearing up. He told him that it was fine and that he could start later. They read each other's minds and knew, if anybody had seen them in a situation like that, there would be hell to pay. 


"That was close ha?" Nayla finally blurted out. 


J: "Yeah, it was ...". She gathered up her stuff and before she left, he grabbed her by her arm .


J: " This is my card with my mobile number on it , need anything at all, just call , OK?" 


She nodded and walked towards the door. She took one glance back, and then their eyes met for what felt like eternity. She finally broke their gaze and started heading down the flight of stairs to get to her locker as soon as possible. With each step she took, She had a million thoughts running through her head.


" What just happened? What is going on? Is there something between us? Is something going to happen? Could I Be....? NO ! ... I mean come on, .. I'M NOT FALLING FOR MY MUSIC TEACHER !!!!!!!!"


"SHIT ! how could i be falling for him ?! " she told herself. 


It was obvious that something else was starting, but thinking of his touch made her blush, the way his jade blue eyes set of the contrast of his jet black hair, and the way his after-shave smelled so good...For the first time in what felt like forever, ...she started feeling something foreign , she was feeling.. happy .

Back in class. Mr. J was feeling a little weird about what happened between him and Nayla..


J: " Did i do something wrong ? what if somebody had walked in on us? I wouldn't mind anything happening to me, but Nayla doesn't need anymore problems in her life.." . 


A million thoughts raced through his head, but one kept picking at him like a pitch fork 


J: " There is something definitely between us .. "

You see, Mr . J isn't some old washed up has been, but a young 22 year old struggling musician, who took this job to make a living, and Nayla was a month away from turning 18. Can you see the dilemma ?

As he tried blowing off those thoughts, he grabbed his guitar and started preparing for his next gig...

They both didn't expect what was going to happen next ...