"All right class! Today is the history test, and remember, you can use your notes" I looked down at my phone and saw that Jacob had messaged me. My heart skipped a beat....(I may-or-may not have a TEENY crush on him😍).
       "Excuse me layla!" Mr. Robert called across the room. I look up at him and smile, trying to look innocent.
"Yes?" I asked. The class turned to face me, as I turned bright red.
       "Do you have something you would like to share with the whole class??" He asked sternly.
"Oh....um nope! Just a text from my mom" I lied. Mr. Robert shook his head slowly, and then continued talking to the class. I peeked down at my phone to see what the message said. I was very surprised to see that it said he wanted to talk to me.....alone. Mr. Robert walked past as I scrambled to turn my phone off. I dropped it on the floor, and kicked it under my chair. Mr. Robert set a packet on my desk labeled "history test for Juniors" I opened my backpack and pulled out my history notebook. I flipped through the pages hurriedly. Finally finding the notes, I wrote my name on it and started the test. Half way through the class, I started to get nervous, seeing that almost all of the class had finished. The bell rang as I scribbled in the last answer. I picked up my phone and backpack, sliding my notebook back into it. I put the test on Mr. Roberts desk and walked out of the class to lunch. I turned my phone back on and re-read the message from Jacob.

Jacob: meet me out by your car at lunch...I need to talk to you😶.

I typed a reply:

Layla: sure! I'll be right there!

Jacob: great!

I walked through the school toward the parking lot. I walked out the doors to my car, and saw Jacob leaning against the hood. I giggled and pressed the "alarm" button on my car remote. Jacob jumped away from the hood, startled. I laughed, turned off the alarm and walked to my car.
"Shit.....oh, Layla!" He laughed nervously. "I swear I didn't mean to set off the alarm" he looked at me, laughing.
       "Its okay! Its not your fault, its mine" I admitted. Jacob looked at me, surprised, and then laughed. I layer with him. "So...you need to talk to me?" I ask, getting butterflies in my stomach. He nodded. I told him we could talk in my car and drive to get something to eat. He agreed happily and got in the passenger seat.
"So...whatcha want to eat?" I ask him
      "I'll eat anything! You choose" he smiled. I thought for a minute, and said "how about Dairy Queen?!" He agreed, as I turned into the DQ drive-thru. The lady over the intercom took our orders. I drove forward and handed money to the nice lady. She handed out the food and drinks, telling us to have I nice day.
"You too!" I said, exiting the drive-thru. I drove back to the school, and parked. I handed Jacob his food and grabbed mine.
"So....I just wanted to...um," he paused, face turning red as he chuckled awkwardly. I took a bite out of a bacon-cheeseburger. "I wanted to ask if you would like to go to dinner some time....I know this great place downtown." He said. I looked at him, surprised, as I almost choke on my food.
       "Oh...u-um...of course! I would like that!" I replied, blushing. Jacob looked up, eyes wide.
"R-really?!'" He asked, shocked. I nodded and smiled. "Th-thats great! How about next Monday?"
      "Sounds good!" I replied. We both quickly finished our food, smiling the whole time. We ushered into the building and heard the bell ring.
"Shit.....I'm late again. Mr. Lewis is already mad enough at me for putting a fake mouse in his desk..." Jacob turned red and brushed his hand through his hair. "Well, I'd better get going. I'll see you later Layla!" He said. I smiled and waved at him, heading to my class. I entered the classroom and sat at my desk. Lucky for me it was art, and not English, like what Jacob had. My art teacher smiled and waved. I waved back, distracted. The rest of the day went by fast. As the final bell rang, I grabbed my stuff and shoved it in my locker. I exited the school, getting into my car. I drove home with my music blaring. No red lights stopped me.

*TIME SKIP*
All I could think about was my date with Jacob. It was the night of the date, and I was ready. I was wearing a black dress(not too fancy), a necklace, and a pair of flats. I heard a knock on the door and my heart skipped. It was Jacob! I ran to the door, opening it and greeting him. He looked great! He was wearing a black tuxedo with a bright blue tie.
"You look beautiful" Jacob said, grinning.
      "Thanks! You don't look half bad yourself!" I winked at him, laughing. He escorted me out the door to his motorcycle. He handed me a helmet, then helped me up. I was exited, but at the same time nervous.... (I'd never ridden on a motorcycle).
"Hold on tight!" He called over the roaring engine. I wrapped my arms around him, moving closer. We sped off, leaving a ail of dust behind. "Riding a motorcycle isn't that bad" I thought to myself, holding onto Jacob tighter. He chuckled as we went down the long road. The light in front of us turned yellow, but Jacob didn't stop. We had come to the top of a road on a hill, but I felt that the motorcycle wasn't slowing down. I panicked, holding onto Jacob tighter. He turned towards me, one hand on the steering. He looked into my eyes. Sorrow filled his eyes. He hugged me tight, letting go with the other hand. I felt the bike jerk to the side. We were in an accident with a semi-truck. The semi-truck had been crossing an intersection. We had a stop sign, the truck did not. Yet again, the bike didn't stop. The semi-truck hit us from the side. Jacob protected me from some of the damage...that's all I remembered.

I woke up in the hospital. The lights were bright, so I covered my eyes. At first, I had no idea why I was here, but then e events of last night came back to me. I cried, and saw gauze covering my arms and leg. On the other leg, there was a hideous cast. There were IVs poking into me, keeping me stable. I winced, seeing that blood was seeping through. I coughed harshly and looked around. "W-wheres Jacob?" I thought to myself, scared. I heard faint talking, and I looked over, seeing my mom, a police officer and a lady I didn't know. My mom was crying, and so was the other lady. I squinted and saw a name tag. It said "Jennifer Balhmy." For some reason, I recognized the name...then it hit me.....Jacobs last name is-is Balhmy. I listened, hearing Jennifer's sobs. The officer pulled out a file and took out a picture. He handed the photo to Jennifer. I glanced at the photo, and saw something horrific. It was a semi-truck....the one that had hit us. The er pulled out another photo...it was the motorcycle. I gasped, seeing blood surrounding the bike. The officer finally spoke, voice somber.
"There was a complication with the brakes on the motorcycle that Jacob was driving. We watched security footage, and saw Jacob trying desperately to stop the bike, but the brakes were malfunctioning." Hearing this, I started to cry, tears streaming down my face. I understood now, remembering how Jacob turned to face me, and how he hugged me.....HELD me in his arms. Then the impact happened. The world went white. Jacob died......protecting me.