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ARIA PRESTON

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

He nodded his head at her question if she was alright. “Beats me.. I’m just glad that pretty little face of yours is okay” he couldn’t help but tease as he came to the parking lot of the pizzeria. Looking around at the pizzeria, he noticed it actually looked pretty nice. “You know.. I was thinking more of Mexican food..” he looked over at her at his playful comment. Of course he didn’t mean it, considering that had taken so long to get here and he was starving but he wasn’t about to tell her that, he’d rather watch her facial expression to see if she would pick up on his playful comment.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

The only thing he could do was give a soft smirk and let out a chuckle. The way she looked at him was adorable. As almost she anticipated his sarcastic and or corny comments back at her. “Or I could leave you here, and go pick up some Mexican food” he suggested as he concerned the thought with a raised brow. Opening the car door, he quickly hopped out and walked towards the other side and opened her door. “You know maybe I will just fold my pizza like a taco”. A sheepish grin as he nodded at her comment, “oh yeah of course, pizza is amazing I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who disliked it”.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“Your so great? I don’t know thats debatable..” he rubbed his chin as almost to think it over, following her into the Pizzeria. “Well then I guess your stuck with me then since I do” he mentioned at her pizza comment. Reaching to open the door for her yet again, he watched her beat him too it. She was standing there with a soft smile on her face, as she waited for him to enter, she was practically beaming proudly. “M’lady huh? What did I do to deserve such hospitality!” The grin remained on his face as he walked into the pizzeria and smiled at the waiters in greeting. “Table for 2?” One of the waiters asked as they approached him. “Yes please” he answered and turned his gaze back towards Charlotte. “Now what will you be having? A plain pizza or are you picky?” He slowly followed after the waiter as he lead them to a table. It was pretty nicely set up. Dipping his head in thanks he sat down on the right side of the booth.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

Opening the menu, he his flickered up and down before lowering the menu to look at her. “I don’t know the pineapple seems very tempting now..” with a grin he looked back at the menu and looked at the salad options. “I think I’ll also get a pepperoni slice, haven’t had one of those in awhile”. He was stuck between plain cesar and chicken cesar salad. “I’m thinking about getting a salad along with a pepperoni slice, but I’m stuck between plain cesar and chicken, what do you think I should get?” He flashed a smile at her as he looked up at her again, and placed his menu down on the table.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“Of course it sounds good to me, my sense of taste is great duh”. He stuck his tongue out at her teasingly and then looked up. he motioned for the waiter to come to them since they were ready. “What can I get you guys?” The waiter questioned with a smile. “Two slices of pepperoni pizza, and a medium Dr Pepper for the lady” his eyes rested on Charlotte momentarily with a smile before looking back up at the waiter, biting his lip to concentrate he then spoke up as the waiter nodded that he was ready for his order as well, “And a chicken Cesar salad with another slice of pepperoni”. The waiter nodded and scribbled the order own before looking back at Landon “To drink sir?” Forgetting about the drink, he shrugged “Just water is good thank you”. As the waiter went to step away, he realized he forgot to mention something. “Wait” he called as the waiter turned his head back around to look at him. Beckoning him closer, he then whispered something into his ear, the waiter crouched listener before nodding with a smile and walking away.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

Watching her stack the menus neatly, he watched the waiter return and deliver a fresh basket of bread as he also collected the menus. Dipping his head in thanks, he looked over at her, noticing how she was studying him with those brown eyes of hers. She looked puzzled as she waited for the waiter to leave before asking him what he said. “Don’t worry about it, it’s nothing” he only could offer a teasing smile and a quick wink before reaching into the bread basket and pulling out a small piece of bread. Pulling off a piece, he put it in his mouth and chewed. It wasn’t too bad, but it was defiantly still hot. Fanning his mouth a bit, he swallowed, as the waiter came over and placed down there drinks. “Ah perfect timing” he said with a pleased grin and took his straw and carefully unwrapped the wrapper. Placing the straw into the water, he took a sip and placed the water down. He knew she was most likely not going to stop until she figured out what he whispered to the waiter, but he didn’t mind the bit of tease he had against her. “While we wait, let’s have a look at your phone shall we? I know your just dying to get my number in there”. He got out his own phone and unlocked it, opening the contacts and sliding it towards her before holding out his own hand in return.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“And I bet you won’t figure it out”. He dipped his finger in his water, and flicked it in her direction teasingly as she mocked him with a silly pout. A cheeky grinned appeared on his face as she then teased him with her phone. “Ah come on now”. He sighed and scratched the back of his neck, debating if he should tell her or not. Sighing in defeat he put up both his hands and if to surrender. “Alright you got me” he gaze flickered across the room before leaning in closer towards her. “I told them it was your birthday so they would make a scene and come out singing”. The devilish grin returned on his face, as he leaned back and rested his head on the back of the booth. “Nah I’m just kidding, I asked the waiter to make sure he puts it all on my card”. He reached his hand out and grabbed his water, pulling the straw to his lips, he took a long sip before resting it back on the table. “See it was nothing? What did I tell you?”

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“Did I now? I guess I’ll just have to actually do it the next time just to capture your priceless reaction”. “Of course it’s embarrassing hence why the idea came across my mind, but I decided I’d spare you... this time at least”. Realizing what he said he became a little flustered, “That is, if you’d like to do something like this again, because I don’t know if I can survive without seeing your cheeks get all flustered like that”. He took the phone and typed in his digits before looking back at her. “I knew you wouldn’t let be hence why I told him before you could object, the deed is already done” he said with a sly grin and slide back her phone. “I only did it because I’m so great you know” his eyes looked at her teasingly pleading as he quivered his lip for a dramatic effect.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“Na na na, quit making up things” he scoffed gently and looked at her playfully. Rubbing his chin he looked up as if to think before looking back at her, “Hm I can’t make any promises” he watched the waiter come over and set down there food. “Pepperoni pizza for the Miss and your salad sir” he gingerly placed the plates of pizza down and then the bowl of salad down. “Thank you” he flashed a quick smile at the waiter as he nodded “Enjoy” and walked away. Scooping some of the salad onto his plate, he took a bite. As he chewed he watched the mischievous smirk appear on Charlottes face. Oh boy. “Whatcha up to there slick? Can’t be better than my actual presences now can it?” He stabbed some more lettuce and a few more pieces of chicken onto his fork, and took a bite only to hear a crunch in return. About to say something more, he turned his head around at the sound of the bell ringing open to the front entrance. A guy and a couple of his friends walked in. The first guy that lead them through the door seemed familiar, almost a bit too familiar. Turning his head back around so they wouldn’t catch him staring he took another bite of his salad before realizing who he was. He was Troy D'ambrosio. Although they didn’t go to the same school, Troy belong on there rivalry football team, The Panthers. The only reason he knew of him was because Troy has accused him of stealing his ex girlfriend, who was his girlfriend at the time, Olivia Scott. Things didn’t end to well at the fact, and they both ended up having to sit out from football for a week. Always something huh? Looking down at his phone he noticed it was 1;45 and they had to be back at 2:20. “We gotta get going soon” he grumbled, silently hoping she wouldn’t turn to look at Troy and his friends.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“She thinks she’s funny” he said with a grin, his mind was too hazing to clearly process her words, he just nodded as she mentioned she had to use the restroom. Not taking mind to a possible scheme he watched her smile, a bit evilly. Was she planning something? Shrugging it off, he took a couple more bites of his salad before moving onto his pizza. He had to admit he was a bit full from salad, and didn’t have much of an appetite. Taking a bite of the pizza, he nodded at the juicy taste, deciding to wrap it up and take it to go instead of forcing himself to eat it. Hearing Troy and his friends laughing in the corner as they sat in a booth on the opposite side of him, his shoulders grew tense. He wanted to leave, but he didn’t want to rush Charlotte.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

He looked up and smiled as she squeezed herself back into the booth. “Already?” He jokingly sighed. “You seem a bit too perky, I can tell your up to no good now eh?” He titled his chin giving her a curious look as she practically beamed joyed. “Do I want to know? Na prob don’t” he said shaking his head as he took his phone out and looked at the time. It was 1:50. “Alright should we wrap up our stuff up to go?” His gaze flickered from her to the waiters who were secretly whispering in the back and looking at him occasionally.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

Watching them walk over, he silently hoped they would pass his table before realizing that was the cause behind her devilish smile. Letting out a chuckle and she blurted out his name before he could open his mouth to say no, he opened his mouth to say Oh we aren’t together before silently slinking into his chair as the room got quiet and all they could hear was the staff singing happy birthday to him. He kind of wondered why she didn’t even correct them herself, but he figured she was just caught up in the moment to even really realize what they said. He grinned as he looked at the staff then at Charlotte, it was the kind of grin like half I’m going to do get you for this and the other half he wanted to die in this very situation. As they placed the cake down in front of him, he bit his cheek and forced himself to smile while blowing out the candle as they all cheered happily. Waving the smoke away as it was released for the candles, “Thank you” he spoke through a forced smile as they smiled and some patted him on the back before leaving. Turning his attention to Charlotte, “I’m so gonna kill you” he half grumbled and half growled teasingly through gritted teeth. He honestly couldn’t wait to get her back, and it would be priceless. “By the way I changed my mind, your gonna stay here and scrub the dishes to help pay for your meal, and I’ll be back around...” he picked up his phone and looked at the time before placing it back down. “Tomorrow sound good?”

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“Ah you think your so funny, but yet your just copying what I’m saying now” he chuckled. The waiter returned with there food and smiled “Have a great day, and happy birthday!” He dipped his and scowled a bit. Watching her take a picture of him, he teasingly reached out to grab her phone before taking his hand back, and turning his chin. “Wait get my good side”. He looked towards the left with a smug looked on his face and he posed with arm rested on the table. Turning back to look at her, he grabbed his bag of food and scotched out of the booth and stood up. He felt someone’s hot glare on his back. Turning his head around, he saw Troy had noticed he was here, and was staring at him. Making direction eye contact momentarily and involuntarily he turned his gaze back to Charlotte. “Let’s get out of here shall we?” He took the keys out of his pocket as they jingled in his hand.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

His eyes couldn’t help but flicker back towards where Troy was. Something didn’t feel right. Noticing at the corner of his eye Troy get up to tell his friends something, he looked away to face Charlotte. As she walked out of the entrance, he let go of the door, letting it swing shut. “No they go to..” he was interrupted as the door swung open. Sure enough, Troy followed after them. “North ridge..” he mumbled finishing his sentence. “Ah Preston, or should I say girlfriend stealerrr, how ya been?” The usual look of trouble on his face as he gave Landon a devilish look. Stepping closer towards Troy, he blocked his view of Charlotte. His back was towards her now, as he turned to face him, grabbing his keys, he unlocked his doors to his cars and motioned with the back of his head towards it, hoping she would get in. “Ah the the one who holds grudges”. Landon crossed his arms, his muscles tensed up as he stared at Troy. The once playful grin he had on his face was whipped away. “You brought me a friend to make up for it?” Troy smirked as he leaned his head closer to peer at Charlotte over Landon’s shoulder. “Why don’t you leave while you still can huh? That would be ideal now wouldn’t it d'ambrosio?” His last sentence was a bit more intimating now, and he had meant every word.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“Feisty one you got there huh?” Troy took another dangerous step closer but Landon blocked him off from getting any closer to Charlotte. “Tough guy are we now?” His smirked remained on his face, as he held up his hands in surrender and took a step back. “Just leave Troy” he growled, his stare on him lingering before turning around to face Charlotte. “Let’s go” he whispered and began to walk away. “I don’t recall saying I was done with you Preston” Troy called out as he came closer. Turning to face him his eyes locked dangerously with his own, “I don’t want anything to do with you Troy”. Troy chuckled as if to consider the thought before taking a step closer and shoving him. Caught a bit off guard he stumbled backwards a bit, almost knocking into Charlotte. Calm.. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes for a split second before opening them again. “Come on Preston..” he smirked. “I-m” he was cut off as Troy swung at him, leaving a decent blow to his jaw. His tooth had dug into his lip as he did so, cutting it opening a bit, he could feel the blood start to trickle from the corner of his mouth. Wiping it was away with a finger, he chuckled, “Ight then” and swung a nice even blow back, but instead of going for his jaw, he went for his nose. Hearing Troy groan in pain as he held his nose, he noticed it was dripping blood too. Holding his nose to stop the bleeding, Troys gaze landed on Landon “this ain’t over Preston” he growled as the door swung open and his friends rushed to his side. “Let’s go” he mumbled trying to direct Charlotte away from them.

AUBREY STONE

17 YEARS OLD

As the guy grabbed her wrist, she glared dangerously at him. Although she was a girl, she knew how to pack a punch or kick where it hurt for those matters. How shall I do this? Shall I break his wrist? Or punch his throat? Either or she knew both were just as painful. About to twist free, she saw the drunken mans eyes widen as he seemed to look up at something, but what? Practically jumping at the cold touch of a firm hand on her shoulder, she heard the loud threatening booming voice of the male, Get your hands off my girlfriend.. wait girlfriend? Hold up who did he think he was? With her luck he was probably another drunk guy who claimed she was his girlfriend or even possibly looked very similar to what his girlfriend might possibly look like. Wanting to whip her head around to face the stranger, she knew she still had to get rid of the the drunk a*shole first. Watching the man seem to contemplate refusing the strangers orders, he seemed to have got some sense knocked into him when he kept looking the stranger up and down as if to size him up. Then deciding he’d rather live, he scurried along his way. Taking a deep breath, to calm her pounding heart, she rubbed her wrists before slowly turning her chair around to face the stranger. The first thing she noticed were his eyes, they were a rather pretty brown color, as almost if you’d stare into them for too long you could get lost. His hair was long and brunette and his shoulders were quite broad. If she was completely honest with herself he was rather attractive. Pushing her hair away from her face, to clear her hazed thoughts she took a steady breath, “Thanks but I could’ve handled it, As much as I look it, I’m not completely helpless”. She stood up from the chair and brushed off her dress, walking away a bit. She knew her response was rather rude, especially since he had just went out of his way to save her a*s but the only thought she had right not was to get out of this party. Although it was nothing, her heart was still pounding from her anxiety as he had grabbed her wrist. It had brought back traumatizing memories of her past relationship, that still haunted her till this day. Trying desperately to weave through the crowd of people, she looked for a door, any door but preferably one that lead to the outside.

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

Reaching for the door, he quickly pulled it towards him and it slammed shut. Locking the doors, he pushed the key in started the mustang. Pulling down the mirror, he examined his the cut on his lip and the nice size bruise on his chin. He wasn’t going to lie, his chin ached kinda badly, it was a bit swollen too but he wasn’t about to start complaining or even let her know it hurt. At her soft voice, it was almost enough to calm the pounding of his heart and the adrenaline that raced through his veins. Taking a deep breath, he wiped another trickle of blood from his mouth and nodded, “If you insist doc” he gave her a grin before turning his head around to watch as he backed out of the parking space. “I’m sorry I dragged you into this mess” he gave a soft chuckle, “I’m not very liked as you can tell”. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and noticed it was already 2:15, although he didn’t really feel like getting back to school, especially looking like this, he knew he should probably get Charlotte back. “Do you want me to still drop you off at school?”

LANDON PRESTON

18 YEARS OLD

“See, you can never go wrong with Mexican”. A smirk appeared on his face as he pushed his hair to the side. “She likes me? And she thinks I’m pretty?” He gasped in shock teasingly, stealing a couple of glances every so often at her as he drove. “You don’t have to fix me up Doc’ nothing but a scratch that’s all”. He didn’t want her to fuss over him, it made him a bit embarrassed that he had to sustain injures like that with her watching. Hitting the gas, he sped up. He didn’t want her to be late to another class, especially since he was the cause of it. Looking down at the time, he looked back up at the road, hoping to possibly beat time.