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Ew Monday.

In all honesty, there is just something about Monday's that just turn my whole mood off.

I get out of my bed groaning and mumbling to myself as I make my way towards the bathroom.

I head to the sink and brush my teeth then I hop into the shower and start washing.

I get out and get ready for school.

I'm not much of a makeup girl, so I pop on some mascara on my lashes but I curl them before, then put on some gloss to my full lips.

Once I'm satisfied, I look in the mirror to check myself.

I am wearing light ripped jeans with a red spaghetti strap stop tucked into my jeans and I top it off with a black leather jacket.

I quickly comb through my curls and let them fall to my waist.

Satisfied, I grab my bag, keys, wallet and phone and walk downstairs to the front door.

My parents are hardly home since there always travelling for their job.

My parents and I aren't really close, they will give me money for meals and all but I see them at least once a week since when they come home, it'll always be later at night and I'll have school the next day so it's rare.

As I'm about to open the front door my phone starts ringing.

I answer without looking at the Caller ID.

"Hello ?" I say.

"Hey girl, I'm outside waiting for you," Violet says.

"Okay, I'm coming out now." I tell her and hang up.

I open the door and step outside, I turn back around to close and lock the door.

Once I did that I walk towards Violet's jeep and hop in the passenger seat.

"What's up hoe." I say slapping Violets thigh.

She jumps at the action and glares at me.

"How dare you Layla Valentina Summers"

I giggle and reach for the aux cord and plug my phone in as she starts driving towards Eliot's house.

I start playing 'Save your tears' by the weekend and turn the volume up.

Once we made it to Eliot's which was like 10 seconds since he lives like 4 houses down. We all headed to Starbucks for coffee.

"HEARTBREAK ANNIVERSARY" Eliot is singin- no shouting the lyrics while I join him and Violet looks like she's about to pass out.

We are now going through the school parking lot looking for a spot I point to one and Violet pulls into the spot.

Violet quickly shuts the car off so we can stop singing but Eliot is still singing the lyrics as loudly as ever as he steps out of the car.

I laugh and Violet rolls her eyes and we make out way to the front doors.

3 hours later

It's now lunch break and I could not be happier.

I guess the good thing about Mondays is that the Cafeteria lady's like to make it a 'Cheeseburgers and Fries' day so we got the goods.

I walk through the cafeteria doors, my ears instantly are filled with the commotion of screaming and shouting.

I turn my body towards the sounds and see a crowd of people.

Me being the Curious George that I walk towards the crowd to see what was going on.

I see two guys on the ground fighting.

One guy on top of the other one. The one on the bottom is nearly unconscious, I can hardly tell who it is but then automatically recognise that it's one of the guys on the football team.

Since I'm clearly oblivious to people at this school I don't know his name but I've seen him around Eliot's group of guys.

What shocks me the most is the guy on top, punching the living daylights out of the guy underneath.

My breath hitches when I saw his beautiful dishevelled black hair that fell effortlessly in front of his eyes and his now clenched sculpted jaw.

Landon Malik.

His gorgeous grey eyes are full of pure rage and his lip is cut with slight blood trickling down the left of his lip down to his chin.

God damn, how does he look even hotter while fighting?

The guy I saw him with from the cafe, Dante I think it was, pulls him off quickly.

While doing that, Landon's eyes snap to Dante as he glares at him before standing up and moving his hand towards his mouth as he wipes off the blood.

He licks his lips while looking down at the half-conscious body then starts walking towards the exit of the cafeteria doors while Dante follows and Andre does too.

I stand there shocked and look down at the football guy.

His friends are helping him up as he is barely even conscious.

They exist and I'm assuming they head to the nurse's office.

I begin to walk away and look for my friends I spot Violet, Eliot and Brayden.

Brayden is Eliot's football best friend and is also good friends with me and Vi.

Brayden usually sits with his football buddies though he occasionally comes over to our table.

Eliot would sit with them too but he says and I quote 'we are the better amigos' and he says it makes him look cool to sit with two 'hot girls'. But deep down I think we all know he can't live without me and Vi.

I make my way over to them and sit down next to Brayden.

As I sit down Brayden lifts his arm over my shoulders and pecks my forehead.

"There's my girl" He exclaims.

I slap his arm away and he looks at me and pouts.

"Did you guys see the fight ?" Eliot asks.

"Yeah that was hectic Malik was takin' him out good" Brayden exclaimed.

"Yeah, I wonder what Jaxson did to get him all riled up" Eliot furrows his eyebrows.

Ahh, so that's his name.

"Don't know I heard he was talkin' shit don't know what about but he had it comin', to be honest" Brayden says taking a swig of his water.

"What do you mean he had it coming ?" Violet says confused

"He's known for being a dickstick. Tryna takes Eli's place in the team, talks shit all the time to everyone." Brayden says pretty pissed off.

As Brayden says that I notice the food on the table and decide to eat the fries off of Eliot's plate.

Eliot doesn't notice so I continue eating them.

About 30 minutes later the bell rings and we make our way towards our classes.

Unfortunately for me, I don't have any classes with them so we go our separate ways.

On my way to class, I see my friend Matt.

He was also on the football team.

I smile evilly to myself and sneak up behind him.

Once I'm standing right behind him, I laugh evilly in my head at my plan.

"MATT" I yell and he jumps up in fright and falls to the ground.

I started laughing so hard I end up on the floor with him.

Once I calmed down I turn to look at him and he is sitting there glaring at me.

He gets up and walks towards class I then realise we have the same class so I get up and run to catch up with him.

"How are you my sweet Matty," I say sending him a big innocent smile.

"Well, I was better 30 seconds ago before you jumped me to my death" He mumbles.

"Hey, don't be mad at me it was your own fault," I say innocently and before he could question why it's his fault I ran away from him towards the classroom doors and opened them.

I walked down to the back and sat down in the corner.

I look around to see the class nearly full.

I heard the seat in front of me move and saw that Matt was now sitting in front of me, he turned around to start talking to me.

About 5 minutes later the teacher walks in and Matt hands me an airpod to share, and I grinned at him.

The teacher starts talking but is soon blocked out by the music flowing through my right ear.

'Fuck up the friendship' by Leah Kate starts playing and I grinned happily.

I lightly tap my foot against the beat and start scribbling on my book.

Suddenly the classroom door bursts open and I immediately look up and see the one boy who has taken my breath away.

He walks in standing tall as ever, walking through the doors with so much power he looks towards the front of the classroom and my breath hitches at his beauty.

This boy is the definition of beautiful.

His hair was covering his eyes slightly but not enough for me or anyone to not see them.

His jaw was clenched telling me that he was pissed even though he had no expression on his cold godly face.

I see some girls sitting up straighter and fixing their hair, one girl even pushed her top down to show more of her boobs.

I mentally rolled my eyes.

His eyes scan the class, I'm guessing to find a seat.

That's when I remember that the only seat available is the one next to me.

Oh, fuck balls.

I keep my head down concentrating on the music while tapping my foot.

I hear footsteps starting to move and get closer to me with each step they take.

Eventually, they stop at the table next to me and I hear the sound of the chair move, as he sits down.

In the corner of my eye, I can see him lean all the way back and spread his legs relaxing but his face still tense, sending cold glare looks to people who dared to stare at him.

The teacher continues and doesn't bother saying anything about Landon walking in late.

I turn my head towards him to look at him and turn to see his glowing grey eyes already looking at me.

Our eyes make contact, my green ones meet his grey.

I feel myself getting mesmerised by his grey ones. They held no emotion in them, being this close to his face, I can see all his features closer.

And let me tell you, it was even better up close.

His skin was completely clear I'm not sure how a hormonal teenage guy has skin this clear, literally not one blemish in sight. His skin looked soft and smooth.

His cheekbones, high and sculpted perfectly against his structure.

I noticed his lips, the cut from earlier is dried up on his pink lips. While staring at them he licks his bottom lip and I instantly move my eyes to his.

His eyes are on my lips then he moves his grey eyes to my green ones.

We stare at each other for another couple of seconds, he raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me. As if asking 'why the fuck are you looking at me you creepy ass bitch'.

So I break eye contact with him and look down blushing then turn towards the front biting my lip.

I can still feel his eyes on me, I look in the corner of my eyes to see him turn and look towards the front emotionlessly.

I keep my eyes forward and I lean in front of my desk and tap Matts's shoulder.

He turns around and gives me a look, I tap my finger against my ear to signal to skip the song.

He nods once and turns around smirking.

He plays 'Backin' it up' by Pardison Fontaine and Cardi B.

I grin and shake my head knowing damn well what he is doing.

This song was the song that played when we were at a party together and we were the only two dancing on the table shouting the lyrics while drunk off our asses.

I start lip singing the lyrics and the bell rings.

Matt stand up and shouts the lyrics "Fuck a condom!"

"Imma bring saran wrap!" I yell back the next part of the song, laughing and running out of the classroom before the teacher could say anything.

Matt is right behind me laughing his ass off.

He falls into step with me and we make our way to our last class of the day.

My mind can't help but think of the beautiful glowing grey eyes.