Misconstructed

Eleven

The next morning I woke up in a haze.Everything about yesterday tells me that I'm a dick and Maddie didn't deserve any of it. I check my phone for any notifications from her, or anyone and anything, but there's nothing. Grunting, I slam my phone down on the bed and put my hands over my eyes. I wonder if she's still in the house or if she went to school early with Danny. It's six in the morning and Rex is probably waiting for me downstairs already to go to school. I hear people moving around but it's unclear who went to school already and who's still here. The only person I'm certain is still here is Trevor.

I get out of bed, not ready to start the day at all. I go over to the little closet that Trevor lets me keep some clothes in for times like this when I sleep over. Today I picked a black long sleeve shirt and I just wear the same ripped jeans that I wore yesterday, not caring who saw me in them. Placing my shoes on my feet, I know that I'm ready to start the day as I brush my hair with my hands. Something about today just tells me that I'm in for it, whatever that may be, it's coming.

Leaving the room, I head down the stairs where Rex is waiting for me with Trevor and Dustin. "Did Allen and Roy leave already?"

"And Maddie and Danny."

"And you thought to stay behind with us?" I ask them, knowing my brother would have waited for me regardless.

"I thought you'd want to take another ride in the Mustang." Dustin shrugs his shoulders while dangling his fathers key around his index finger. I can't help but crack a small smile.

"So a teacher, huh?" Damn it, Trevor. The four of us walk outside and right smack dab in the front of his house, past the bushes, is the beautiful black mustang GT that I got to ride in once on a drug run. I haven't forgotten the feeling of it yet, and I don't think I will for a while. I roll my eyes at Trevor, who makes my smile disappear just because I know it's a sore subject for Rex and I, and now Maddie.

The thought of her actually doing something to Ms. Fit's just makes my stomach turn, and not in a good way. A cold chill runs through my body and I feel my hands getting clammy. "You don't think Maddie will do anything, do you?" I ask the car as we all get inside.

There's a good moment of silence before Trevor coughs under his breath. "Like..."

"Like hurt Ms. Fits."

"Hurt a teacher?" The guys look at eachother, swapping glances and I try to be as patient as possible as I wait for their answers.

The three of them swap glances once more, this time giving me their answers. "No," Trevor just says flatly.

Dustin shrugs his shoulders, still keeping his eyes on the road. He averts his gaze for just seconds to look at me through the rearview mirror to talk, "Eh, I'll be honest. Maddies a lot of things, and I mean a lot but she's not a homewrecker."

"But she isn't a homewrecker," I try reminding him.

"No, but she would be in this instance."

"How?"

"Well, think about it. She'll be wrecking Ms. Fits home, literally." He tells me but I still don't get it. "She would lose her job and quite possibly her home. Everything would be ruined for her if such accusations go out, so no. I don't think Maddie would do anything."

I nod my head and wait for Rex to say something. He doesn't though, to which I just nod my head. He ignored my question by staring outside the car window, which I think is a dick move but whatever, right? "It wouldn't be an issue if you just left here alone. Now would it?" Rex says from under his breath.

His quick remark catches me off guard, but I turn to him anyway. "I wasn't asking you." I lie.

"Really? Because it sounded like you asked everyone." I roll my eyes, not being able to think of a good response for him. But I do, one that I think will really up the stakes here.

"Listen, I get that you're upset with me, but if you're just going to keep acting like this, then don't talk to me." I cross my arms and turn to look out the window. I know I shocked him, I've never told him to give me space before but this time he was just getting on my nerves. I know this thing with Ms. Fits is a bad idea but again, she's an adult. I won't keep justifying my actions.

We pull up to the school and I immediately take my bag and myself out of the equation. I don't need Rex's negativity, I mean what the hell? After last night? How dare he try to turn himself around and play the victim.

"Hey, Saxton. Wait up," Dustin says from behind me. I don't acknowledge him though, that is, until he runs up from behind me. "Listen, he begins but I can see that he's trying to gather his thoughts to try to tell me. "Don't let this whole teacher and Rex thing get you down. I think it's alright."

"You do?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Of course," He shrugs. "I mean, you're almost eighteen. You're about to graduate, and she's not that much older than you. What's there to worry about?"

"I'm not trying to get to know her, Dustin. I'm trying to screw her." I admit to him.

"Alright, so what? She's not that much older than us anyways. This is probably one of her first teaching gigs." He cackles before leaving to his homeroom. I continue on my way to my own homeroom but stop in my tracks when I see her. Standing about fifty feet in front of me with his arm around her, Maddie comes straight for me.

I force one foot in front of the other as I try to make eye contact with her. She doesn't give me the time of day though. No, she would rather use this time to focus on her new boy toy while I try gaining the attention of another. It's karma.

I walk myself into homeroom and take my normal seat, Rex taking his not long after me. He must have stopped at his locker. "Dude, can we talk?" Rex asks me. Shrugging my shoulders, I don't make eye contact with him. "I'll leave this whole thing alone. You know how I feel about it but obviously you don't care enough to change your mind so I'm backing off. Maddie," my ears perk up a bit. "Well she's not a lost cause." And now he's fully got my attention. "She and I were talking, last night."

"And what'd she say?" I ask him, now looking at my brother.

"Well she said she's hurt. She's upset, and most of all she wants to hurt something."

"Well that's nothing new,"

"Which one?" His sarcasm doesn't pass me by.

"But how can I apologize to her if she won't even give me the time of day?"

"Just go to her house tonight."

"What?"

"Go to her house, I'll convince her to just hear you out." He tells me giving me some sense of hope. I nod my head, seriously taking his advice. Maybe now she'll forgive me and we can move on from this whole situation. But I know that she's just petty enough to keep this as a grudge. Would she though?