::Jacob POV:: (Friday Night)


I can’t stop thinking about her. . Why was she so shy? I can already tell that this girl has been through a lot. When I found her in that bathroom, I could already feel her hurt. When I touched her she flinched as if she was scared and shocked, even though I couldn’t fully see her face. The whole time I tried to talk to her she refused to make eye contact with me. I tried to look at her but she just moved her head away from me. She was beautiful though. I don’t get why she shook her head when I told her that…as if she thought I didn’t mean it. Maybe it was because of what that girl Briana said. Speaking of Briana, she creeped me out today. Don’t get me wrong she was cute but not as beautiful as her. Plus, I don’t want to be associated with someone who bullies people like that. When we went back to class I saw Briana give her a death glare. I can tell she was trying to ignore it. I kept staring at her all through class. Her head was down so she never noticed. She’s so mysterious, so vague. There’s just something about her that i can’t let go. First, I have to find out her name.


::Mya::
I woke up on that saturday. Still having Jacob in the back of my mind. I was feeling a little weak but I shook it off. I went downstairs and found my mom cooking breakfast. “Hey mom” I said beijar her cheek “Morning mama, how was school yesterday?”(she came início late remember?) “Alright” I lied. My mother doesn’t know about what’s been happening at school. I’ve never told her about it because i knew she would go to the school and start a riot. She’s caught me crying a few times, but I never tell her why. I just avoid it. “Ok, well get a plate so we can have breakfast.” she said “I’m….not hungry” she glared at me again. “Mya, what was the last thing you ate?” She asked, crossing her arms above her chest. I honestly didn’t remember. “Why?” I asked trying to sound innocent “Because I’m your mother and I want to know” she said with a stern voice “I had lunch…at school” I lied again. “What exactly did you have for lunch?” she said tilting her head tilting to the right. She knew she caught me. “Mom, can you leave me alone with this?!” I was frustrated. She was always nagging me about it. "No, I will not leave you alone. Look at you! You look so dehydrated and weak! she yelled at me. She sighed. “I’m just worried about you Mya” she said softly “Don’t worry, mom! I’m Fine! Just leave me be!” Without giving her a chance to speak I stormed up the stairs heated. So what if I don’t feel like eating. Maybe if I lost weight people would leave me alone. Everything started to get a little blurry but I didn’t care. I stumbled a bit but after a couple of segundos everything went back to normal. I need to clear my head, so I went to this abandoned dance studio that i found when I would run off when me and my mom had our arguments. Dance is my only outlet, it’s the only thing that keeps me sane. I amor it because nobody can really judge me, cause i dance when nobody is around. The best part and about the studio is that there is no mirror, so that’s a plus. I was still feeling weak but I didn’t care. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, put on another pair of sweats, grabbed my iPod and my dock and went off. It’s not that far from my house so it wasn’t that long until I got there. I walked in feeling totally at peace. I turned on “International Love” por Pitbull ft Chris Brown and I zoned out, letting the my body take control…..


::Jacob POV::


It was a saturday, so I decided to go and take a walk around the neighborhood, still thinking about her. I walked passed this abandoned building. I heard música blasting in the building and you already know i went to go check it out. I followed to where the música was coming from and I saw her…dancing. The música blasting really loud so she didn’t here me. Her body moved so swiftly as she did every move. With her thick hair moving along with her. I couldn’t help but look at her hips. Call me perverted all you want! Every now and then she would do a little body roll or a grind, which had me shocked and happy at the same time. She didn’t look like the shy girl I saw crying in the bathroom yesterday. As she was going in for a turn she saw me and immediately stopped,and turned off the música and looked at me. She had a scared , shocked and embarrassed expression on her face.“W-what are you doing here?” she asked barely audible. “Well hello to you to bonita.” she have me that same face the last time I called her that. She put her head down again “Please….don’t call me that” she said lowly. “Why not? You don’t want to tell me your name and I think your beautiful so until you tell me your name I will keep calling you that.” she shook her head again. Now was my chance to try and get to know her. “How about we just…..you know….talk.” I said stepping close to her. She backed up away from me with each step I took. “Why are you so afraid of me?” i said softly, trying to get mais words out of her. “I-I’m not” she said while rubbing her arm with her right hand. “Then why won’t you talk or look at me?” she shrugged looking around the room, trying to avoid eye contact with me. I was getting a little frustrated with her. I walked up to her even closer. She backed up even more. “I’m not gonna hurt you.” she didn’t say anything. I got up even closer but this time she didn’t move. I took her chin softly and made her look at me. “You shouldn’t keep your head down like that. You should show the world your gorgeous face” she shot her eyes down and softly pushed my hand from her face “I have to go.” I didn’t want her to leave yet. I refuse to let her get away without getting to know her. I grabbed her arm before she could leave “Wait! Please i just wanna talk to you and get to know you…that’s all” she was hesitant but she finally turned around but she still didn’t face me. I smiled at her. “Why would you want to get to know me?” she asked a little louder then before, maybe that’s a good thing “Because…I just want to be your friend.” Her head was still to the floor and I was getting mais aggravated. Why won’t she look at me?! “Will you look at me…please?” I said softly. She stood there for a little while and very slowly rose her head up. There it was…. her beautiful face. “Good see, that wasn’t so bad. Was it?” she said nothing, she just looked at me with her amêndoa shaped eyes. “How about we sit down?” I asked “Ok.” she simply said. I wanted to make a conversation “So…where did you learn to dance like that?” she had a little shock and embarrassed look on her face “You saw that?” she said embarrassed about to put her head down. Uh Uh Mami is not doing that again, not after i just got her to look at me. I quickly picked her face and made her look at me again. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop putting you head down?” I said laughing a little. “Sorry…” she said chuckling a little SCORE! i got her to chuckle. I noticed that she had a dimple on her right cheek. I’m a sucker for dimples! I stared at her admiring her beauty. She looked a little dehydrated and weak but I shook it off. " Bonita?" i asked. She waiting a while before talking “Why do you keep calling me that?” she asked with a serious face. “I told you already….until you tell me you name, that’s what I’ll call you.” she sighed heavily. “My name is Mya. There….happy?” she said. Finally! She Finally she told told me her name! Another Score! " Very….Mya huh? That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl" I said meaning it. “Stop that..” she said with another serious face. I don’t get it why doesn’t she want me to call her beautiful…I mean she is. “Why don’t you want me to call you beautiful?” I asked. “I just don’t” she said as she shrugged “Sorry, i call ’em like I see ’em” I said putting my hands up. “Whatever..” she said shaking her head. I was staring at her again. “C’mon” I said as I stood up holding my hand out to her. “What?” “Let’s dance.” I insisted. She shook her head no. “Why are you so shy?” I asked and she just looked ahead at the dirty walls. “I don’t know” she said as she shrugged
“Well I’m gonna bring you out of that” she scoffed “ok” she said sarcastically with laughing a little. She’s starting to open up. She stood up and walked away from me. I had gotten an idea. I followed her. I spotted her iPod and pressed play. It played Gyptian Hold yuh. When she heard the beat she automatically turned around. As she did that i grabbed her hand and started to grind towards her. She looked shocked beyond belief. I pulled her por her waist and made her mover me. She covered her eyes, shaking her head. I pulled her hands away from her and and pushed myself against her. she was shocked but she smiled. SCORE Ayyyy! Papi is on a roll! “Dance with me, you know you want to” i said seductively. I really wanted to get her out of her shell and not let her be shy. “Nooooo!” she said laughing. “C’mon loosen up.” I had gotten another idea. “Are you scared?” I said circling her. “No.” she said crossing her arms. “Then dance with me” I said smirking “No.” she said with a small smile. “Why?” “Because I don’t want to” she said with a sly smirk. “Or because your scared” I said trying to tempt her. I pulled her in again and started to rub myself against her.“C’mon just dance with me….pwease?” I said girl her my famous baby face. She gave in. She grabbed me so we were facing each other and she started body rolling and grinding to the music. I was surprised that i got her to do that. her curves made it really hard to look away. I bit my bottom lip while looking at her. I pulled her even closer and our foreheads were pressed against each other, still dancing. I kept looking at her lips. i had the urge to kiss her. I couldn’t control myself. I looked her in her eyes as she did the same. I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. I felt the fireworks. She kissed back rubbing her hands back of my neck. She was so gentle and smooth. I slipped my tongue into her mouth deepening the kiss. I put my hands on her face rubbing her cheeks with my thumb. After about 1 min of beijar she pulled away. She backed up away from me touching her lips. “Umm….I h-have to go.” she said dazed. I grabbed her arm. “Wait!” “yeah” she said shyly.
“So..I’ll see you Monday….Bonita?” I said smirking. “You said you would stop calling me that if I told you my name, and I told you so why are you still calling me that?” she said with a serious face. I realized that was the most she’s ever said to me. “I lied” i said smirking. she smiled a little while shaking her head. Before I could say anything so was already gone. i smiled to myself. I finally got her to open up to me……