Disclaimer: I don't own any WWE Talent or any of their families. I only claim ownership to my OC's.
Rated: T
Warnings: slash, het, AU, OC lead, explicit language, violence, mature themes, etc.
Before You Read: Sorry about the late update!

#^#^# Monday Morning #^#^#

Haley shut her locker door and found an unfamiliar-looking boy suddenly standing in front of her. She jumped, startled, when she noticed him standing there. He chuckled sweetly before giving her a half-wave.

"Hi, you're Haley, right?"

"Yeah," Haley responded. The boy was tall, muscular, and trim with long blond hair and a beautiful smile. "How did you know my name?"

He blinked his beautiful blue eyes once. "I know your brother. He's in some of my classes. He talks about you a lot."

"Phil or Mike?" Haley asked. He answered, "Phil."

"Phil always says that he doesn't have many friends other than Adam in school," Haley stated. "Are you one of his friends?"

"Acquaintance is more like it," the blond corrected. "I'm a pretty friendly guy, but he's incredibly stand-offish. Oh, and by the way, my name is Chris. I don't know if I said that before."

"Yeah, that's Phil," Haley's voice trailed off slightly. "And it's nice to meet you, Chris. Maybe I'll see you at lunch?"

"I have lunch with the majority of the freshmen today," Chris spoke smoothly. "So chances are, I'll see you there, and I'll sit with you. Okay?"

"Sure," Haley answered. A light blush pricked onto her cheeks as she watched Chris give her a cute smirk before turning and walking off to his next class. She was damn near close to jumping for joy and squealing, but decided against it when she remembered she was in school.

During lunch, Haley took her usual seat next to Ashlee as the two waited for Adam and Phil to get down to the lunchroom. After a few moments, Phil came through the lunchroom doors, followed by Adam and Adam's boyfriend, Jay. The two were secretly dating, though, so they never showed much affection towards each other in public. The trio sat down at the round table that Ashlee and Haley already occupied.

"Hey, girls," Adam greeted the two.

"Hey, guys," Haley and Ashlee said together. While everyone else started complaining about their teachers and the inevitable homework load steadily piling up, Haley scanned the cafeteria for Chris. If he had trouble finding her, she wanted to be able to help.

She saw him exit the lunch line with a bottle of Coke in his hand before he readjusted his backpack and scanned the lunchroom. Just as Haley was about to stand up and wave, they made eye contact, and his face broke out into a huge smile. She returned the expression and waved him over.

"Who are you waving over?" Phil asked. His bottle of Pepsi sat on his bottom lip before he took a sip.

"A friend I met today," Haley explained, watching Chris stride over to their table. Phil followed her gaze to find who she was staring at.

"You've got to be shitting me," Phil muttered. "Chris Irvine is your new friend? He's a total asshole."

"Doesn't seem like it," Haley shrugged Phil's comment off as Chris finally reached the table. "Hi, Chris! I was just about to come get you when you saw me."

He sat down between Ashlee and Jay – the only available seat – and unscrewed the cap on his bottle of soda. "Good thing I saw you, too, or I would have felt like a loser up there."

Haley giggled and noted Phil's eye-roll. "Chris, this is my friend Ashlee," Haley said, gesturing towards Ashlee. She gave a smile.

"Hey, Ashlee," Chris said with a friendly smile. "Hey, Philly, bro! Good to see you outside of the classroom, man. Same goes for you, Adam and Jay."

"It's Phil," Phil hissed under his breath.

"Oh-kay," Chris drew out. He sucked his lips into his mouth and popped them out afterwards. He busied himself by tipping his head back and taking a massive gulp of soda. Haley cut her gaze towards Phil.

"Be nice!" Haley mouthed in Phil's direction. He made a face before looking down. Haley elbowed him for good measure.

"I gotta take a leak," Chris announced suddenly. He capped his soda and shoved it in his backpack before standing up. "See 'ya, Haley."

Haley gave him a wave and watched him walk in the total opposite direction of the bathroom and out of the cafeteria. Haley turned to her right and glared at Phil.

"Why were you being an ass?" she asked.

"I don't like him," Phil stated. "He's cocky, arrogant, and so not a good person."

"Neither are we," Haley interrupted him. He waved his hand in her face before continuing.

"He's sixteen years old in sophomore year. Who knows when he stayed back – and for what? He misses a lot of school and plays every girl he goes out with. He's a bona fide tool."

"Maybe he has a summer birthday, Phil," Haley suggested, slightly angry. "Do you know his home life? It could be shitty. Or he could have some sort of illness that keeps him from school."

"Or he just doesn't feel like going?" Phil snapped back.

"What makes you think I'm going to date him, anyway?" Haley hissed loudly. "I'm not some fucking slut that dates every guy she walks past."

"I didn't say you were a slut," Phil shot back. "But I can see that you want to date him, Haley."

"You should get glasses, then," Haley yelled at him, "because you obviously can't see shit."

With that, she pushed her chair back and stood up. She shot one last angry look at her brother before putting her backpack on her shoulders and tearing ass out of the lunchroom. How dare Phil think so lowly of her that she'd just pick up any guy without even knowing them and start dating them?! Who knows what would happen once she knew the guy, but really? Her heart was racing and her breathing was rapid by the time she made it back to her locker. She angrily unlocked the door and slammed it open. She switched her books and binders before shutting her locker and focusing on controlling her breathing. If she let her anger get too out of control, she wouldn't be able to stop whatever might happen. Once her breathing was under control and adrenaline stopped coursing through her veins, she let out her breath slowly and brushed her hair out of her eyes. Chris was standing there.

"I'm sorry about my brother," Haley murmured. She tried not to get pissed all over again. "He sometimes gets his foot lodged up his asshole."

"It's alright," Chris said. He gave her a half-smile. "Besides, now we're away from him. We can talk while I walk you to your next class if you'd like."

"Sure. I have gym," Haley told the tall blond. He nodded and started walking the two of them towards the gymnasium. "So, Phil said you're sixteen. Do you have a summer birthday or something?"

"Nah, I got held back in kindergarten," Chris told her. "I wasn't developing as fast as the other kids, so my teacher and my parents decided I should stay back. Thank God they did, because now I'm smarter than all the kids in my grade."

"Phil was worried that you got into trouble or some shit, and that's why you stayed back," Haley muttered. She held her Health binder close to her chest. "He figured that was the reason you apparently miss school so much, 'cause you don't give a shit."

"Me, not give a shit?" Chris asked, pretending to be appalled. "I love school. He doesn't know shit about why I miss school from time to time. He should mind his own damn business and leave me the hell alone."

"I told him pretty much the same thing," Haley said. "I said that he has no idea what's going on with you, so he shouldn't judge."

"Well, thank you for that," Chris murmured shyly. They stood outside of the gymnasium. "It's nice to know that one of the Brooks' kids actually has a nice personality."

"I'm not actually a Brooks," Haley said while running a hand through her blonde hair. "I was adopted into the family a few weeks ago."

"Wow," Chris breathed. "That must be rough, huh?"

"It was at first," Haley admitted. "They're warming up to me, though, and I to them, so it's not so rough."

"That's good!" Chris said. He ran his hand through his own long, blond hair before cutely brushing away a fall-out strand of hair from Haley's face. He ran his thumb and index finger down her cheek as he pulled his hand away. "I guess I'll see 'ya around. Do you have a cell phone number?"

"Yeah," Haley said, blushing. Chris had his arm extended with a Sharpie sitting in his palm.

"Write it on me," Chris told her. She hastily grabbed the marker and uncapped it before writing her number on his forearm. She capped the marker and handed it back to him.

"I have a Facebook, too," Haley added.

"Sweet. I'll send you a friend request," Chris promised with a smile. He gave her a wave before walking away.

Not remembering how to function properly, Haley stood outside of the gymnasium door until the bell rang and people started rushing through the halls. She remained standing by the door, dumbfounded, until Talia approached her.

"What are you doing?" she asked slowly. She waved a hand in front of Haley's face. "Wake up, wake up, Hales!"

"I'm here," Haley said at last. Talia smiled at her.

"Come on, then; we have to get changed for P.E.," Talia told her. She grabbed Haley by the wrist and more or less dragged the other girl into the locker room. "You're acting pretty weird today."

"Yeah, no, I'm fine," Haley murmured. Her brain felt like it just came out of a blender. "Well, if I'm not fine, then I will be."

A/N: Sorry it's a short chapter! I'm having writer's block with this story and I don't have much written up left, so I don't want to give too much away. Hopefully the block will break and I can update with a longer chapter next time! Please Review! :)