I walk into the classroom and all eyes land on me.
"Um. May I help you miss?" The older teacher asks as she turns from writing something on the board.
"Um. I. Uh. Am new. Ih. Here. It's. Um. My first day." I say nervously.
"Just spit it out" I heard from a jock boy in the corner. Just put my head down in shame.
"Yes. Sydney. You can sit over there. Chandler is suppose to be right next to you." She says pointing to a desk in the right side of the room by the door.
"Chandler is probably out fucking another suicidal bitch" whispered the jock again
"Hey. You know what! He has been through a lot and I think you should shut the hell up and mind your own damn business!" I say and slam my books on the desk.
"Oh my." The teacher says and sits at her desk.
"Oh. Did your fuckboy break up with you?" he said making a pouting face.
"The only fuckboy here is you and all your little pussyass friends" Chandler said as he walked into the room.
I sighed and put my head in my hands.
"Oh. I see. Trouble in paradise. You two can run along now." The jock said picking up a piece of my hair. Right as he did that Chandlers fist connected with the boys jaw.
"You're going to pay for that you little bitch!" He said as he scrambled to his feet but was stopped by me slapping him is the face and storming out of the classroom.
"Sydney wait." Chandler says running after me.
"Why should I wait for you." I said whipping my hair around in his face.
"Cause that stuff is fake. People started all that cause in 6th grade I was still sad about you leaving." He said ruffling his hair.
"Oh" was my speechless comment.
"Well. I think we should hurry home before we get caught for that fighting in class." He says turning towards the door
"Yeah." I mumbled and followed him
'great. The first day of school and I leave early. Oh well.' I think and catch up to chandler.
"So. Your house or mine?" He asks breaking the awkward silence "preferably yours cause my mom is going to be pissed to find out about that fight."
"Oh" I say still not knowing what to think of him. He's not the same. Maybe I can change him.
"Oh. Oh. Oh. That's all you say. Oh." He says nudging my shoulder.
"Oh" it slips out.
He sighs and follows you home.
"How's your dad doing? I heard about your mom. I'm really sorry." He says trying to make conversation.
"He is a self centered asshole who hates his own daughter and leaves on 'business' trips for 3 days and expects me to fend for myself." I say letting emotions run wild.
"Well. That's. Shit." He says. "You can always stay at my house. I mean. My mom loves you. And would die to see you back in town." He smiles.
"Thanks" I half smile and look back at the ground
It took about a half an hour to get home but I really needed time to think.
"Well. Welcome to my abode." I say startling him a little. "Don't get scared" I say going to unlock the door. I walk inside and throw the keys on the table and throw my bag on the couch. I grab the money from the kitchen and slump down into the couch. Chandler was still standing in the doorway awkwardly
"Well don't stand there awkwardly come sit. That was a lot of walking." I say scooting over and patting the seat.
He smirks and reluctantly sits down. "So no dad I see." he says still smirking.
"I don't do stuff like that." I say pushing lightly on his chest.
He makes a pouty face and I don't know how but made his eye irresistible to not look at
I kept starring and his pouting face faded and leaned in for. Yeah.
I play along but at the last second I turn and peck his cheek. His mouth makes an "o" shape and his eyes get wide.
"Now your gunna get it" he says and lunges at me
"Ah!" I scream and ran away unsuccessfully. He grabbed around my waist and pulled me into a hug but then started a countdown
"Three"-"what are you doing?"-"two"-"Chandler?"-"ONE" and he flipped me gently to the ground and tickled me until I couldn't breath
"Cha-nd-lr st-hap" I force out still laughing
"What's the manic word?" He says putting both his hands by me ears and hovering over me
"Stop?" I ask
"Nope" he says smirking
"Um" and he leans in quickly and kisses me and hops up off the ground
I laid there in awe cause all the feelings I had for him and now rushing back.
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Anything but This |C.R
FanfictionAs my fatherly figure talks to the secretary a boy walks in. His hair is long and dangles over his eyes. He is followed by a staff member who brings him to the chair next to me. So familiar He plops himself down as if he hasn't sit in days and slum...
