My life at Phoenix drop high; Remastered. Season 1

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Content Warning: Attempted SA

The morning light shone through the window as you stirred in your bed. You walk over to your balcony and push your windows out. The cute boy next to you is already outside mowing the lawn in just a tank top and sweatpants. You waved to him a in silk cami top and long matching pants.

"Hey! You just moved huh?" He called out to me.

"Yeah! I'm assuming you go to phoenix drop too?"

"I do!"

"Maybe we could walk together and you could show me around school!" You attempted to flirt.

"Sure!"

You sat up and went downstairs to clean yourself up. After showering and brushing your teeth you get all tidy up in your school uniform and eat a lovely breakfast of hash browns and bacon your wonderful mother made for you. You then grabbed your backpack and started to run out the door. "Thanks mom! Have a great day! I love you!

"You too sweetheart! I love you too!

You walked out the door and grabbed your neighbor by his arm. "Let's get going! Wow! You're so strong! You must be really popular huh?"

"I guess? I play soccer but I'm more of an artist. I like sketching things I see in abstract ways. I feel like it captures the soul more than a picture ever could. And it's still a portrait of someone if you think about it." He walked, letting you cling to his arm. Muscles slightly tense.

"Wow. That's so deep. An athlete and a sensitive soul. All the girls must be breaking down the door to be with you." You slowly trailed your fingers down his arm.

"Maybe. But there's really only one girl I want." He looked away blushing slightly.

You scoffed. "Oh? Who?" 'Whoever this girl is you'll just have to sabotage this budding relationship to get back to the top-'

"That girl with the pink highlights who came over to your house yesterday." He confessed hesitantly. You let go of him immediately.

"5'7 light brown hair green eyes?" You asked for more clarification even though Laylani is the only one who dyes her hair.

"Yeah... She's just really pretty." He practically swooned.

"You have a thing for Laylani?" You asked in surprise considering that you don't think the two have ever spoken.

"Even her name's pretty." He confirmed your suspicion. "She's your friend right? Could you help set us up?" He begged.

"Do you like Body Horror?" You quirked an eye brow.

"Oh no, not particularly." He confessed hoping this wouldn't ruin his chance with her.

You smiled slightly. "Then I'll introduce you to her myself." You tell him you're name and extend a hand to him.

"Darius." He shook your hand as if he'd just been given the opportunity of a life.

'I suppose he has.' You thought. "A few quick words of advice. If you're going to date her you're going to be a part of my squad. And I don't like kiss asses so just be yourself. And start thinking up a poem for her. She likes artsy types."

"I'm surprised that you're being so cool about this considering you were flirting with me a few seconds ago."

You check your manicure. "It's lonely at the top. If I can get my squad to rise through the ranks with me that would be the best option for me. And you could very well be a back door to get us started."

"And what if they can't?"

"I'll make sure whatever heathen is standing in the way of what we deserve is cut down and made miserable." You smirked.