always // chandler riggs

t w e n t y

"So, how'd it go with Chandler?" Zach asks, as we walk to my home room. I take time before answering, not wanting to remember that moment.

"Okay." I lie, not looking at him directly in the eye. "Well not really, Chandler sort of kicked me out." I admit.

"What? Why? Did he do anything to you?" he asks, frantically grabbing my face and squishing me tightly. I chuckle lightly.

"Don't worry Zach, I'm fine. I don't know about Chandler tho, he's been under the weather for a while. When I saw him, he looked extremely upset. He didn't even wanna look me in the eye." I explain. He looks at me with sad eyes, and wraps his arms around me.

"I'm sorry Abbie, but don't be so hard on yourself. This is in no way your fault, you know that right?" he asks, and I sheepishly nod my head. "Well, are you sure Chandler was upset when you saw him?" he asks.

"Yea, a complete mess." I answer, snuggling into his chest.

"He seems alright to me." he answers, while pointing at someone in front of me. I look up to see Chandler walking calmly with Jessica wrapped around his arm. A smug smirk on his face.

I stare at him in disbelief, he was definitely not like that yesterday.

But, that's not Chandler. Well at least not the Chandler I know. He's wearing black saggy ripped jeans with a rock band tee and a broken flannel, with a beanie on his head.

Chandler doesn't even like rock bands, and he doesn't own one pair of ripped jeans. He thinks their stupid. Why waste money on something that's ripped? He would always ask me. So why is he looking like that, and carrying himself in such a cocky way? This is not right.

"Are you sure that's Chandler?" I ask, already knowing the answer. I could never mistake his gorgeous blue eyes with anyone else's. But his eyes weren't ocean blue like they always are. They're a dark blue, the color they turn when he's mad.

"That's him alright, but what's up with his clothes?" Zach asks, staring at him in disbelief as well. I shake the thoughts out of my head, not wanting to think about him anymore.

"Let's just go, we need to get to class." I say, grabbing his hand and directing us out of here.

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Finally, I thought that class would last forever. I head over to my locker as quick as possible, don't wanna be late to lunch. As I arrive, I find two people sucking each other's faces, in front of my locker! Disgusting,

I walk over to them, and poke the guy's shoulder. "I would appreciate it if you continue your little make out session elsewhere." I say, not caring if I sound rude.

The guy turns around, and my mouth drops to the floor. "Oh sorry, didn't see you there." Chandler says, that stupid smirk planted on his face.

"Well now that you do, can you leave?" I ask, not politely at all. He chuckles, but doesn't move. I groan in annoyance, and wait for him to leave.

"I'm not going anywhere doll face." he says, sending me a wink. Doll face? He's calling me that when not even a day ago he said he never wanted to talk to me again? I look over at Jessica, as if asking her if she's okay with her boyfriend calling other girls doll face. She simply just looks away, and moves closer to Chandler.

"Whatever, you can stay. But if you ever call me doll face again, you'll regret it." I say, and send him a cold glare before walking off. I make my way towards the lunchroom. I grab my food, then take a seat in between Ally and Zach. Our two groups sort of combined after a while, and we're all super close.

"What's with that disgusted look on your face?" Josh asks.

"You don't wanna know." I spit out, still angry about the whole Chandler situation.

"What's wrong babe?" Zach asks, while setting his arm around my shoulder. His touch immediately calms me down.

"Forget about it, it's not important." I say, while pecking his cheek. Everyone just shrugs, and goes back to eating.

"Have you seen Chandler? Oh my god, he looks so different." Justin says, and I find my anger coming back.

"Yes! He actually looks pretty hot." Rosalyn, another girl in our group,  says while smirking. I smack her arm, she can't just say that. "Ow, what'd you do that for?" she asks. I just roll my eyes.

"Rosalyn, just shut up." Ally says, sending her wide eyes. She then grabs my hand and gives it a tight squeeze. "Are you okay?" she whispers to me. I nod my head, but inside I wanted to scream out I was not okay. She grabs my arm, and yanks me away from everyone.

"Why'd you do that?" I ask, frustrated.

"Are you sure your okay?" she asks once again.

"Yes, I told you I'm fine." I answer, and begin walking back. But she drags me back to her.

"Stop it Abbie, I know you like Chandler." she says, and that very moment my heart stops.

"N-No I don't." I stutter. "Why would you possibly think that?" I ask nervously, while fiddling with my thumbs.

"I'm your best friend, I know you." she says, which is true. We have grown really close this past few months. I've told her everything, except the Chandler thing. "I see the way you look at him, and the way he looks at you. You guys are practically gaga over each other." she says, causing me to laugh.

"Chandler does not like me, plus I have Zach. And he has Jessica, that's just how it is." I say, looking down at the ground. "Just drop it okay? I don't wanna talk about that b¡tch any longer." then I get up and storm out of the cafeteria.

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oml, i tried so hard to make Chandler "a bad boy" and that's the best I could do😹

so yea, excuse my bad writing, but what i'm really excited for is this BIG chapter that i have already written!

i don't know when i'm gonna put it in, probably in like two or three chapters. so don't forget to vote, if you wanna find out what happens with Chabbie😏