#jaxon landgraab

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🎃 Happy Halloween! 🎃

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Scottie- Part 9 

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Change of HeART

“Hellooo class! I’m Ms. Pantone and welcome to Landgraab Elementary! If you follow me down the hall right this way, I’ll show you to the art room.”

The kids studied the teacher diligently. She had a theatrical voice and looked exactly like Ms. Fizzle from the magic school bus series. On occasion, Jaxon pondered if it was really her in disguise. The kids ooh and ahhed at the room and all of the art supplies.

“Ah! Let’s see here class...sit where you may and I’ll grab the attendance chart.  💭 Just as soon as I find where I misplaced it. 

Ah, there it is! Roll call!

✏️ “Jordyn”  “Here.” ✏️ “Abbey”  “Here!” ✏️ “Lucas”  “Here!” ✏️ “Jaxon”  “Here!” ✏️ “Livian”  “Present!”

Very good. Now, take chances, make mistakes, and get messy!” 

Jaxon’s eyes widened the size of golf balls.  💭That IS her. I just KNOW it! 

Suddenly, he got distracted by the girl who sat next to him. She made his heart beat faster.

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Jaxon and Travis Atwood

babies 10&11/100

Dad: Geoffrey Landgraab

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#promoted

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Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas This is all I'm asking for I just wanna see my baby Standing right outside my door

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     “I take it you didn’t tell her?” Jaxon questioned quietly, leaning towards Sienna as he watched Wren disappear upstairs. Sienna nodded, keeping her satisfied gaze on Ira and Enrique. “Any reason why?” Sienna hummed to herself, running her fingers lightly over her necklace.

     “Because, Jaxon, darling, sweetheart, my innocent little lamb-” Jaxon rolled his eyes, “-sometimes people will jump off the cliff and sometimes they just need a little push.” He had no idea what that meant. But Sienna seemed pleased with herself so whatever plan she had hatched was going in her favor. “Now, could you get me some punch so I can accidentally spill it on Ira while we’re dancing?”

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     “That fucking bitch,” Wren spat, surprising her friends and herself. She didn’t mean to say that but anger immediately overwhelmed her. She could actually feel her boiling blood coursing through her veins. Her hands clenched into tight fists that she wished she could use to slap that stupid lovesick smirk off of Ira’s face.

     “Whoa, thought you didn’t care?” Sienna teased. Wren shot her a glare that dissolved quickly into frustration.

     “I- I don’t care, I just…I…fine,-” Wren frustratedly dropped her arms onto the table, “-but come on! How could she just…ugh!” Wren gestured angrily towards the couple. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t look away and the longer she stared the angrier she got. “I-I need a moment.” She abruptly stood from the table, heading upstairs with surprising speed.

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     “If you really want to dance, I’m sure we could find you someone. Ashe Vatore’s made himself comfortable by the food,” Jaxon nodded towards the food table where Ashe was talking to Nikki Villareal. Wren scoffed, a little too loudly, giving Jaxon her most unimpressed face.

     “That’s because Nikki doesn’t dance and he’s trying to get into her pants,” she sighed. Jaxon shrugged it off watching Wren look over her nails. “Or you could just go ask Iggy to dan- ow!” Sienna kept the smile on her face but Jaxon knew it was her heel that had suddenly become lodged in his foot. 

     “No thanks,” Wren spoke bluntly, “I’m sure he’s busy with Ira...not that I care,” she muttered. Jaxon raised a brow but Sienna let out a pleasant hum.

     “I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Sienna purred. Wren and Jaxon looked to her then slowly followed her gaze to the dance floor where they quickly spotted the sultrily dressed Ira locked in a very heated kiss with Enrique Hunter.

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     “If she’s not here now, she’ll probably show up later. Sienna prefers to be fashionably late, y’know,” Wren laughed as she sat down on the bench, though it came out a bit to high pitched for her liking. Jaxon shrugged it off and moved from his place against the railing to sit next to her. Oh god, oh man, oh jeez. He was much too close to her. Surely he would be able to hear her heart pounding in her chest or see the ever-growing redness in her cheeks.

     “Guess I’ll just have to thank her whenever she decides to show up,” he smiled, lightly nudging her shoulder with his. Wren smiled in return and gathered enough courage to nudge his shoulder back. 

     “I’m sure she’ll appreciate it,” she said, “are you having a good time, aside from our missing friend?” Jaxon nodded, returning his gaze back to the road.

     “Your sister knows how to throw a party.”

     “Well, it was a joint effort between her and Aiden,” Wren shrugged, her eyes lingering on his face, “they’re both complete party-holics. That’s probably why they’re so perfect for each other. They’re, like, the ultimate relationship goals.” Wren laughed lightly to herself and moved her gaze to the street just as Jaxon turned to her in confusion.

     “Wait, what? I thought you hated relationships.”

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     As soon as Wren left the room, she easily spotted the bright colors of Sienna’s clothes. Her heart swelled with relief at finally having someone she could talk to. She eagerly pushed her way through the crowd, wanting nothing more than to be around her friend and maybe get drunk. But as she got closer, she felt whatever pieces of her heart that were left crumble into dust.

     If anything, it made sense. Why else would Sienna mention talking to Jaxon back at the wedding? Why else would she invite him to the party? Why else would Jaxon have been looking for her? As much as it hurt, Wren really couldn’t find it in herself to be surprised. 

     Whatever anger she’d been holding onto totally dissipated, leaving her with a very odd sense of betrayal and an even bigger sense of guilt. 

     Sienna was her best friend.

     She should’ve been happy for her. She should’ve just gone back to the party and pretended not to see anything. She should’ve let Sienna tell her when she was ready. She just…couldn’t. She was so, so tired, and hurt, and angry, and ashamed. She didn’t know what made her feel worse; that her best friend was much more than friends with the guy she’d been crushing on for four years or that Sienna didn’t even trust her enough to tell her. 

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     Where on earth had that come from? Why would he think she hated relationships? Did she give off that kind of vibe? She certainly wasn’t trying to. Seeing the shock and confusion in her face, Jaxon’s eyes widened and he immediately sat up straight. 

     “Oh shit, sorry. I know you don’t like people to know and it’s really none of my busin-”

     “It’s not true,” Wren spoke. Jaxon blinked, mouth agape as he processed her words. Wren narrowed her eyes towards him almost accusingly. “I don’t know where or who you heard that from but it’s not true.” Jaxon looked at the ground in hopes it would open up and swallow him whole.

     “I-I’m sorry. Iggy said-”

     “Iggy? Iggy Pancakes? He told you that?” What the hell was going on right now? Jaxon let out a long exasperated sigh looking off to the side, then behind her, then anywhere that wasn’t at her face. 

     “Well, yeah. I, um, asked him about you since you guys seemed kinda close and he said you wouldn’t be interested so…” Her whole brain suddenly emptied. All information was just gone. What was she supposed to think? Jaxon Landgraab had been interested in her. Not only had he been interested in her but he even asked about her…and Iggy lied to him! Wren didn’t take him for the lying type given his situation with Ira. Why would he lie? What could he have gained from telling Jaxon she wasn’t interested? She and Iggy weren’t together and the chance of that ever happening seemed minuscule after the wedding.

     “Is he here?” Was what came out of her mouth.

     “I think I saw him talking to Qitarah-” Jaxon ran a hand through his hair, “-look, Wren-”

     “Excuse me, I have a friend to go beat up.”

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     Wren really hadn’t expected to find Sienna out on the porch. She hadn’t expected to find anybody out on the porch, actually. She especially didn’t expect to find Jaxon Landgraab in all his attractive glory leaning against the railing with his eyes fixed down the road. He lightly tapped the toe of his shoe against the wooden floor panels as he watched the empty street like a hawk. Was he expecting something to happen? Maybe he wanted to be alone?

     Wren was about to turn to go back inside and call her search off when Jaxon looked over his shoulder and directly at her. She froze, any ability to talk flying out of her brain. They had been kind of friends when they were kids but once they hit high school and puberty hit them, Wren found herself constantly hot and bothered by his presence. Sienna had even caught her red-faced just from thinking about him.

     He gave her a small smile and Wren barely comprehended what was happening enough to smile back. “Sorry…I, um, I didn’t know anyone was out here.” She was stuttering and probably making a fool of herself but it was a miracle in itself that she could even speak at all. “I was just, um, looking for Sienna.” Her heart was slamming against her ribcage and, oh man, was it hot out here?

     “So was I,” Jaxon laughed, “I wanted to thank her for inviting me but I haven’t seen her anywhere.” Wren gave a small laugh and tilted her head slightly. Sienna had invited him? She didn’t even know they knew each other much less talked to each other so how did that happen? Were they friends? Sienna never mentioned being friends with him and last Wren checked, she and Sienna told each other everything.