Photo: Greg
Madison POV:
I'm shaking, trying to grasp onto reality. I pull a nervous hand through my brown hair and groan.
After I put on my day clothes and walk out of my dorm and to Jett's, I notice that a light-brown haired boy is standing with him.
"Come on, I know that you did this." The boy accuses Jett, pushing him into a wall and grasping into his shirt collar.
Remember, Tyler, and Caiden are nowhere to be found, so I'm stuck here in the campus library. With no one.
"Quiet down you two!" The librarian beckons with a sickening snarl. My nerves are only intensified as I hear one of them walking and another jogging with anticipation.
They're still in the library, only farther away from everyone else. Of course I followed.
"What do you mean? I didn't screw up your car idiot, back off." Jett brushes off brown-haired boy's hands and straightens his shirt.
The guy's about to say something, but before anything else happens, I knock a book off of a shelf and both of them snap their heads my direction.
"Who're you?"
And my cover's blown.
Great.
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Written by: 2amlrh
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The Perfect Friend
Teen FictionI'm afraid that if I actually tried to communicate with people, they just might actually talk back. I have many acquaintances, and people who call me "friend", but I don't actually have someone that knows how I am inside and out. Lets say I meet som...
