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bonus scene

Three years ago, she met two girls: Sara and Meg. Madison was then on her senior high school level, and since her family recently moved to this city, she was desperate to make friends.

Everyone seems like they already have their group of friends since most of them went to the same school, just from a different department. The newcomer was afraid of being alone, like how she had always experienced. So when the two came to compliment her bag, she beamed and made it her mission to be their friends.

At first, she didn't think they were doing something mean, thinking they had a point and they were helping other kids to dress better until they threatened her to be treated like the other kids if she would be nice to them whenever they do their daily 'fashion evaluation'.

Madison locks then unlocks her phone for the nth time, getting more and more fidgety because she knows what's bound to happen. When her phone vibrates, she hurriedly clicks the notification but it was a message from Sid instead.

Just in time, the doorbell chimes and she locks her phone before she shoves it in her purse. Meg was sporting her high waist denim boyfriend jeans and an easy black crop top together with her black combat boots. Atop of her head was a gray beret which matches her crop top.

Seconds later, she spots Sara who's kissing her boyfriend goodbye. Unlike the two of them, her taste in clothes was more on the cuter side. Today is the day she wears purple. Her purple floral tank that she rocks well with her eggplant purple wide jeans which have white hearts all over it and her feet were just as soft as her clothes in her periwinkle purple platform heels.

Madison knows they haven't seen her because she was wearing something so plain- or maybe 'lame' as they like to call it. Their eyes scan the café, and they'd usually meet in Starbucks but she wants to get a hint of something. Hopefully they did.

When she feels like they're getting impatient with spotting where she is, she raises her hand to wave. Meg raises her eyebrow at once and Sara perks up a bit but a frown soon paints her cute face when she sees Madison's getup.

"Hey," she greets them with a forced smile and suddenly gets antsy as she accepts their hugs. When they were all sat down, she forced another smile before she opened her mouth. "We need to talk about something."

"Yeah, I know. That's why we're here, right?" Meg's unfriendly tone tugs something in her chest. Madison's hands were splayed on the table and she visibly stiffens when Sara holds them. "What is it about? You can tell us anything."

"No. If it's something stupid, let me know already so I won't have to-" Madison cuts her off when she half-shouts what she's been meaning to say for months. "I like Sid! I like him and I don't want to do that stupid 'fashion evaluation' because it's plainly evil."

Meg still has her one eyebrow up but this time, her arms were crossed on her chest. Sara has her mouth hung open but her face doesn't show any judgment at all.

"What? Aren't you going to tell me things? Call me names for liking a 'weirdo'?" Meg now raises another eyebrow. Madison was desperate to hear anything. When Meg lets out a heavy breath, Madison clenches her hands together with Sara. "Okay. You're out of the group then."

"That's all?" she asks in disbelief and Meg just rolls her eyes. As she's about to stand to say 'thanks' and bid her goodbye to Sara, Meg speaks again. If not for being in public, Madison wishes to scratch her face. "Just be ready when I taunt you and your loser boyfriend next time we cross paths."

"Meg, isn't that completely unnecessary? I don't think-" Sara gets cut with Meg's glare and seething tone. She pouts and Madison suddenly wants to shout at her too. Why can't she see that Meg was the real loser for inventing that stupid evaluation thing? "That's right, Sara! You don't even think. Months ago, you were eyeing that guy with me. And please, don't tell me the things Sid made you realize. I've had enough chick-lit fics."