Maddie and Chandler -TWD Fanfiction-

Hi, Im Maddie.

I hurried through the old campus. I was late. It was 8:45 and I was suppose to be in class 5 minutes ago. I quickly put on my hoodie not wanting anyone to see my ratted hair. I raced down the narrow hallways, but right when I was about to get to my locker I knocked heads with someone. "OW" he yelled. I froze dead in my tracks. I just bumped into chandler riggs. THE CHANDLER RIGGS. THE CHANDLER RIGGS THATS CAPTAIN OF THE FOOTBALL TEAM WITH GORG HAIR AND BEAUTIFUL EYES. "Sorry", I mumbled, giving him an apologetic look. I quickly hurried trying to put my books back in my bag. "Hey its fine." he reached down and smiled. He started helping me put my stuff in my bag. I stood up and grabbed my bag. I gave him a small smile, "thanks." "My pleasure". He smiled again. God he looks pretty cute when smiling. "Hey, Im chandler." He put out his hand and I shook it. "Im maddie." I gave him a half smile. He laughed. Yea I know you've been in my class for like what 2 years? 7th grade?" We started to walk down the hallway heading towards my math class. "I didnt think you ever really, uhm, noticed me?". "Well yea, your the girl that gets picked on by those wannabe "popular" girls." I lowered my head. "At least someone noticed" I mumbled. "Im sure they arent that bad. You seem pretty tough." He doesnt know the half of it. "Yea," I turned to him. "Hey whats that on ur face, a bruise?" I quickly pulled my hoodie further on my head. "Um, its nothing, look I have to go okay? We're 10 minutes late." He had a concerned look on his face. "Right okay ill see you around" He smiled then headed toward his class. I walked into the girls bathroom. And when I mean walk I mean RAN. I slammed the door shut and held my chest. OH MY GOD HE SPOKE TO ME AND SMILED AND AND- oh my god its not like he meant anything, he was just being kind. NO THIS IS THE START FOR ME OH MY GOD MAYBE WE WILL START HANGING OUT MORE. I basicly argued with my thoughts for about 2 minutes and realized something. "Class" I mumbled. I looked at myself and smiled realizing that Chandler was the first kind person that seemed interested in a person like me. I frowned. Im still the 15 year old that gets beat, picked on, and cant fend for herself. I stared at myself disgusted. Why do I have to be like... this. I turned on the bathroom sink and splashed water on my face. I grabbed my old brown backpack and dragged myself to Math.