Kayla && Daddy

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Kayla's POV
I walk in the entrance doors of the huge high school my mom just dropped me off at. EastWing High I say to myself as I look at the banner above the door into the school with the high school's name scribbled on it. Me and my mom moved to California about a month ago to get a fresh start. And now here I am staring at the door to the main office at my new high school. I flip my long black box braids behind my shoulders and open up the door. Inside of the office is fairly small. There is of course the secretary's desk and a couple chairs. Along the walls are art work probably from the students that attend the school I guess. I didn't realize I was just standing in the middle of the room until I felt a yank on one of my braids. I turned around super fast and face palmed into a warm hard chest. I quickly recollect myself and stand up straight to look at the person that pulled my hair. Staring back at me is a tall boy with beautiful clear light chocolate brown skin and piercing hazel eyes. He had on a red durag which under probably contained waves that would make me sea sick. He had on a red bomber jacket with a white-T under and jeans. Feeling kind of nervous and annoyed, I managed to murmur out a simple,
"Why did you do that"
I made a really straight face to try and look intimidating but the asshole in front of me let out a loud laugh like I was some kind of joke.
"What's so fucking funny" I say.
I can't believe this bitch boy thinks he can just pull my hair and then laugh in my face.
"The fact that you think that face is supposed to scare me" he says with a huge smirk on his face.
I have zero tolerance for assholes like him so I just turn away and walk towards the secretary's desk. In it is a young short woman with a bob and super long nails. She looks up at me when I come over to the desk and says in a nice sweet voice,
"What can I help you with honey"
I smile back at her.
"Can I get a tardy pass and my schedule? Im new here and today is my first day." I say. I woke up late this morning on my first day and missed the bus. What a good way to start my senior year.
"Sure, of course" says the nice lady.
She prints of my schedule and a pass then hands it to me.
"Xzavier baby, can you show this girl around to her classes for today?" Says the secretary as she looks at the boy with the red durag behind me.
"But mommmmm" says the asshole that pulled my hair.
I can't believe that this sweet little lady birthed this dickhead.
"Boy, do what I said" the secretary says with teeth gritted.
Xzavier looks at his mom and I swear for a faint second I seen a little fear in his eyes. He walks toward me and grabs my wrist.
"Come on" he says and drags me along. We walk down a long hallway and at the end he stops at a classroom. He pulls a key out his pocket and unlocks it with his other hand that isn't holding my wrist. He then opens the door and pulls me in it and closes the door behind us.
"What are you doing?" I ask as I look to see the classroom is empty. I start to get a little scared why he starts to walk toward me with a smirk. He all of a sudden stops and looks at me.
"Relax, your not my type" he says with a chuckle. I look at him with a scowl.
"That's not what I was inferring idiot." I say feeling slightly hurt at what he said for some reason. "You only have like 25 minutes left of your first class, so let's stay here. Plus it's all the way across the building and I don't like you that much to walk you" he says and I stand there debating wether to try to find my class myself. Xzavier walks over to the large desk in the front of the class and opens the first drawer. He pulls out two packs of Flaming Hot Cheeto puffs and two cans of Sprite. He throws the bag at me and I catch it with one hand feeling like the rawest person in the world. I didn't even notice him throw the sprite can which hit the floor with a loud thumb noise and exploded all over my outfit. I was wearing a white romper with lace at the bottom of the shorts. I had on my white Fenty Puma slides and the ankle bracelet my mom got me for my 16th birthday.

Looking down at my soaked outfit, I start to laugh. What a weird first day here I think to myself. I look up and Xzavier is laughing too.
"You asshole" I say and grab the can off the ground and squirt the remaining pop all over him.
He looks at me shocked for a second but then we both bust out laughing.
"Do you have a change of clothes?" Xzavier says after our laughing fit.
"No" I say not knowing what to do now that my outfit is ruined and I'm in a classroom skipping with a boy that I just met 10 minutes ago.
"I can give you a ride home to get a change of clothes?" Xzavier says confusing me with him suddenly being nice.
"Sure" I say knowing it's completely stupid to get in the car with a stranger but yolo.

We walk out the school and into the parking lot were he pulls out some keys. He pushes a button and the Mercedes Benz G-Class in the corner of the parking lot beeps

"No fucking way" I yell and run over to it. "This is like my dream car" I say with the biggest smile on my face. Xzavier is looking at me with a amused face and gets in the car. I follow him and get into the passenger seat. The seats are leather and the whole interior is black with silver accents.

He puts the key in the ignition and it starts so smooth. I don't catch myself smiling extra hard until Xzavier says
"You know, you're actually kind of pretty when you smile" I stop smiling and look up at him. He's looking at me with his signature smirk and I turn away blushing. I don't know why but what he said just gave me butterflies. He pushes a button on the radio and Bounce out with that by Ybn Nahmir starts playing. I immediately snap out of it and start rapping.
"LATELY BEEN ON THAT FUCK A NIGGA SHIT" I yell.
Xzavier looks at me surprised and amused at the same time.
"You are something else" he says and starts the car and dives out the parking lot.