"WHAT are you doing here Nerdyyy?" Layla exclaimed with her hands on her fists.
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It was after class, a class that went along rather awkwardly with the teacher and the crazy girl at the front staring at one another throughout. Worried, confused and a bit scared on the part of the teacher.
Still confused, Mr. Nerdy Khan packed up his laptop and looked at the crazy girl. "Sorry? I don't believe we've met before..."
"Check your class list then MISTER Nerdyy! I can't believe this! Are you seriously kidding me? You're Nerdyy! There is no one else with this name on the planet! There can't be!"
"Well, err I would hope not. Ask my parents about the name if that's your issue miss.. It's on my birth certificate."
"No! Don't you know what this means? This means you're Romeyo! MY Romeyoo!" Layla insisted, blocking his way.
"Miss, I might have to call security if you don't remove yourself from my way" Nerdyy licked his lips nervously. Great, first day I'm teaching here and the first girl has to be a crazy Shakespeare Juliet wannabe! UK really is full of crazy people!
"Nerdy, listen to me. I am Layla!"
"Juliet, Layla, Sohni, Heer...I'm very sure that its all you miss. I'm not going to argue, but if you please..."
"NO! Layla! Beedi Basantii Laylaaaaaaa!! Oh my god."
"Layla?" Nerdy stared, astounded.
"Yes!!" Layla grinned at him.
"Oh my god, its Layla!" Nerdy looked around panicked, and grabbed a book and tried covering his face and walking past her.
"What the -" Layla frowned. "Are you ignoringggg meehhh?"
Make it to the door, make it to the door, egress ahead, escape escape! Nerdy zeroed into the door.
And fell flat.
"Ow?" Nerdy rubbed his head and sat up. "What the hell was that?"
"That," Layla smirked "Was my handgun. Dhisum dhisum. Remember? You all just laughed at mee!"
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