Slammed by Colleen Hoover Page B

Will’s classroom opens and Eddie emerges. I selfishly pray that she, too, is lost. This cannot be my elective.
     
    “ Layken, I was just coming to look for you,” she smiles. “I saved you a seat.” She looks at Will, then back at me and realizes she's interrupted a conversation. “Oh, sorry Mr. Cooper. I didn’t know you were out here.”
     
    “ It’s fine Eddie. I was just going over Layken’s schedule with her.” He says this as he walks toward the classroom and holds the door for both of us.
     
    I reluctantly follow Eddie through the door, around Will, and to the only empty seat in the room; directly in front of the teachers’ desk. I don’t know how I am expected to successfully sit through an entire hour in this classroom. The walls won’t stop dancing when I try to focus, so I close my eyes. I need water.
     
    “ Who’s the hottie?” asks the boy I now know as Javier .
     
    “ Shut it, Javi!” Will snaps as he walks toward his desk, picking up a stack of papers. Several students let out a small gasp at this reaction. I guess Will isn’t his usual self right now, either.
     
    “ Chill out, Mr. Cooper! I was paying her a compliment. She’s hot! Look at her!” Javi says this as he leans back in his chair, watching me.
     
    “ Javi, get out!” Will says as he points to the classroom door.
     
    “ Mr. Cooper! Jeez! What’s with the temp? Like I said, I was just…”
     
    “ Like I said, get out! You will not disrespect women in my classroom!”
     
    Javi snaps back as he’s grabbing his books. “Fine! I’ll go disrespect them in the hallway!”
     
    After the door shuts behind him, the only sound in the room is the distant second hand ticking on the clock above the blackboard. I don’t turn around, but I can feel most of the eyes in the classroom on me, waiting for some sort of reaction. It’s not so easy to blend in now.
     
    “ Class, we have a new student, this is Layken Cohen,” Will says, attempting to break the tension. “Review is over. Put up your notes.”
     
    “ You’re not going to have her introduce herself?” Eddie asks.
     
    “ We’ll get to that another time.” Will raises up a stack of papers. “Tests.”
     
    I’m relieved Will has spared me from having to get in front of the class and speak. It’s the last thing I would be able to do right now. It feels like there is a ball of cotton in my throat as I unsuccessfully try to swallow.
     
    “ Lake,” he hesitates, and then clears his throat, realizing his slip. “Layken, if you have something else to work on, feel free. The class is completing a chapter test.”
     
    “ I’d rather just take the test,” I say. I have to focus on something .
     
    Will hands me a test, and in the time it takes to complete it I do my best to focus entirely on the questions at hand, hoping I’ll find momentary respite from my new reality. I finish fairly quickly though, but keep erasing and rewriting answers just to avoid having to deal with the obvious; the fact that the boy I was falling in love with is now my teacher.
     
    When the dismissal bell rings, I watch as the rest of the class files toward Will’s desk, laying their papers face down in a pile. Eddie lays hers down and walks to my desk.
     
    “ Hey, did you get your lunch switched?”
     
    “ Yeah, I did,” I tell her.
     
    “ Sweet. I’ll save you a seat,” she says as she turns to leave. She stops at Will’s desk and he looks up at her. She removes a red tin from her purse and pulls out a small handful of mints and sets them on Will’s desk. “Altoids,” she says as he stares questioningly at the mints. “I’m just making assumptions here,” she whispers loud enough for me to hear her. “But I’ve heard altoids work wonders on hangovers.” She pushes the mints toward him.
     
    And again, just like that, she’s gone.
     
    Will and I are the only ones left in the classroom at this point. I need to talk to him so bad. I have so many questions but