Someone Like You (A Chandler Riggs Fan-Fic)

Chapter 33

Ariana

I wake up, still on the warm ground. Surprised I'm still alive actually. I sit up, looking around blankly. Why am I still here? Did no one think to check on the unconcious girl laying on the ground? I mean, who just takes a fricking nap outside?

I reach my hands up to my throat, rubbing my neck carefully. I stand up and walk to the nearest tree to steady myself, my head is pounding.

I start walking towards the school, picking up my dirty backpack along the way. I look up at the sky. It has to be at least 6. Which means I missed the other half of the school day, which means I got tardies for my last four classes. Nana's going to love that.

Wait. Four tardies is the least of my problems right now. Why did Sam do this? Why did Chandler do this? What's going to happen between Chandler and I?

Hundreds of questions rush through my mind as I walk into the school and get into the elevator. The main breeze way of the school is completely empty. And no one's in the elevator when I open it.

I press my floor button and slowly feel the elevator rising. When it stops, I step out and begin walking down the dimly lit hallway to my room. All I hear is slow music playing in a couple rooms, or girls laughing. When I get to my room, all I can hear is loud music coming from behind the door. What the hell is Tasia doing in there? I pull my key out of my backpack and unlock my door, pushing it open.

A horrible smell stinges my nostrils and the loud bass of the music makes my chest pound. I instantly cover my ears with both of my hands.

"Tasia!" I yell over the music, my throat sore and try, barely even audible. Tasia's jumping on the bed, shaking her head back and forth, laughing.

"Tasia! Jesus Christ, turn it down!" I shout again. Tasia stops jumping and falls down onto her back breathing heavily. She rolls over onto her stomach and grabs her phone, pressing the side buttons to turn down the music.

I finally drop my bag and walk over to her. "Oh my God, Ariana! Where have you been?" she asks in a giggly voice.

"Um. . .getting choked. Tas, are you high?" I ask, trying to look at her eyes.

"What do you. . . think?" she asks, poking my stomach with her finger.

"I think you need to sleep, and I need to find Chandler." I say, turning around and beginning to walk away.

"Chandler!" Tasia says, grabbing my wrist and spinning me back around. She's smiling from ear to ear, but at the same time looks like she's about to cry.

"Chandler left you a note! He wanted me to give it to you!" she says enthusiastically, the same big grin still plastered onto her face.

"What? Why didn't he just text me?" I asked confused.

"Apparently he was mad about something, he threw his phone at a wall. You know Chandler and his little anger issues!" she says in a baby voice, giggling.

"Oh-what? Just, nevermind. Where's the note?"

"Well, I read it first, of course. Since you weren't back yet." Tasia says, her voice looping up and down with every word, "and I think it's a nice note and all but seeing as how-"

"Tasia, what are you talking about? Give me the note. Now."

"But listen, Ari!" she says grabbing my hands, spinning me in a circle, "I really think you'd enjoy reading it if you weren't really all with it, you know?"

"You. . .you want me to get high with you? Before I read this note."

"Yes! Oh my God, Ariana! I love you! It'll be so fu-"

"Tasia, absolutely not. I don't do drugs, I. . I've never done drugs. Chandler is too important to me, now give me the freaking note." I say holding my hand out. Tasia gives me a small smirk, shaking her head saying no. 

"Tasia knock it off, why are you making this so complicated?"

She rolls her eyes at me, and jumps back onto the bed, rolling over to the other side. Half of her body off the bed, she grabs something from underneath the bed. She sits up and bads the spot on the bed beside her.

I slide onto her bed, sitting next to her. She pulls out a bowl, ((A/N: btw for all you sassy kids out there commenting that 'bowl' is incorrect terminology, I know the difference between a bong and a bowl and what she smoked the weed out of was a bowl okay trust me I know lmao!!!)) and hands it to me..

"Are you serious? What if we get caught?" I lower my voice.

"You'll be fine. I promise." she smirks, "light up, bitch."

I slowly bring the small bowl up to my mouth, "Just one hit." I say.

"Just one." Tasia smiles.

"Okay."

I put my mouth on the stem of the bowl as Tasia uses her lighter to light the bowl. I inhale, holding the smoke in my mouth for as long as I can, before exhaling. I instantly begin coughing, handing Tasia back the small bowl.

She hits my back hard, as I continue coughing up my insides.

When I'm finally able to catch my breath, I sit straight up, sucking in a huge breath of air, "I'm good." I say, laughing.

My head is spinning as I look at Tasia, who's taking another hit of the wonder plant herself.

"This is so. . ." I look around the room and it's almost as if I'm dreaming. I'm confused.

"Here take another hit, you'll feel better." Tasia laughs, handing me the bowl again.

I take another hit. Holding in the smoke even longer than last time.

"See, this is fun." I hear Tasia say, her words distorted in my mind, suddenly she tackles me on the bed. We're both laughing so hard, I barely even know what's happening.

She's ontop of me, tickling me everywhere, when she suddenly, leans down, planting a small kiss on my lips.

She sits back up and I look at her, confused, "What the hell was that?" I ask, still underneath her.

"That was from Chandler." she says in a giggly tone.

Suddenly, I remember what was important, "Tasia, give me the note." I say, half sitting up.

She pouts her lips before rolling off of me, digging her hand into her shirt, she pulls out a small piece of paper and hands it to me.

"I'm going to take a shower." she says, getting up and walking into the bathroom, as if nothing tonight had even happened.

I bring my hand up to my mouth, touching my lips softly. Was that kiss really from Chandler? But, had he not just tried to strangle me less than 6 hours ago? 

Forgetting the questions, my hands fiddle with the paper, unfolding it little by little. My vision is blurred but I begin to make out the words on the small paper. Written in messy cursive, the letter begins.

"Ariana Rose Peters,"

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HEY GUYS !!!!

This was a really short update but this chapter was kind of suppose to be about Ariana kinda letting go for a little bit, and not caring. So Sam and Chandler weren't very involved in it?

But anyways, let me know how you liked this chapter in the comments!!

((the kiss between Tasia and Ari??!? Do you think it was really "From Chandler"? 0.0))

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