Reunited..Thanks To The Internet [2] [needs major editing]

Chapter 13: I Just Don't Know

(A/N I just noticed that I don't do the boys' POV's as much, but now I will!) 

***Madison's POV***

The boyz and I have been working on the plan all year, well two plans. One for the girls and the other for Avalon because she's not really a fan, and if we get the girls again, than they can help us with the plan with Avalon.

Right now I am just walking around L.A. just for no reason. I had my black Beats over my ears as I hummed to a random song on iTunes Radio.

And then I walked right into someone causing the person to fall and all their items to fall on the floor.

I put my Beats around my neck as I bent down to help pick up the stuff,"oh my god I am so sorry, I'm so clumsy."

"Don't worry 'bout it. I wasn't paying attention,"I heard a familiar voice say.

I looked up to meet the familiar stormy, grey eyes I fell for last year.

"Hey,"I stammered.

She looked up and smirked,"hey yourself Alamia."

I took in all her features, definitely changed a little. Her hair still a dark, platinum black with copper highlights in it that shined in the sunlight. She now has sun kissed skin that wasn't as pale last year. Dark freckles around her nose. Her face definitely got a bit slimmer and now she has a nose piercing.

I helped her pick up her books and her papers.

We stood up and I never felt so nervous and awkward in all my life.

"So hang out a little?"she asked as she checked her phone.

Wait what? Did she just ask to hang out with me?

"Uh I um, sure,"I stuttered.

She giggled,"Mad, I don't bite. Now let's head to the Pier. I always wanted to sketch  it."

Oh right. She's an artist.

"Can you believe it? We're 16,"she murmured as we took the Muni to the Pier.

"I know. College soon,"I said quietly."Do you know where you wanna apply?"

"I don't know, either UCLA or Academy Of Art University in San Francisco,"she shrugged. Then she faced me."How 'bout you?"

"I-I honestly don't know. Maybe UCLA, NYU, a community college here, or even college online,"I replied.

I know. Lame. I just..haven't been thinking about college because maybe I don't want it to happen. I know they say that college is the best years of your life, how you'll make the best memories there. But I'll probably be seperated from the other boys. Or maybe we won't go to college, but my parents would love it if I did and I wanna do them proud.

"Hey don't stress. We are just 16 we have plenty of time,"she reassured once she saw how deep in thought I am.

"Yeah. Just 16,"I repeated.

"Now let's head to some of the rides. We might as well since we're already here,"she said as she stuffed her notebooks in her vintage loojing shoulder bag."And see if you're chicken for any."

I scoffed,"me? Chicken?"

"Yes you big idiot."

"Alright, let's go."

We spent a few hours going on rides and playing those little carnival like games always winning a prize. Right now we're sitting on one of the bench eating ice cream in a little shop near the ferris wheel. Me eating cookies n' cream and her eating just plain vanilla.

"Now we just procrastinated and I haven't got any sketches,"she smirked before taking another spoonful.

"Well we still have time. Maybe you can get a few before we leave,"I pointed out.

"True. Well Mr. Alamia, what should I sketch?"

"The ferris wheel, the ice cream shop, the beach, maybe one of the carnival games we just played. I don't know, anything I guess I mean everything here is so interesting."

"True."

I helped her a little with her sketches I guess because I am no artist so yeah that's another hard factor, but they ended up turning out great.

"These actually don't look too bad,"she said."Who knew that you were an artist."

"Yeah who knew,"I grinned.

"You're such a doof,"she said as she pinched my cheeks.

"I learned from you,"I managed to say with my cheeks pulled apart.

Her stormy, grey eyes showed happiness, hope, and even a little bit ouf doubt,"true."

She lets go of my cheeks,"it's like 6 something. Um, do you wanna go to the diner with me? I didn't bring my car because Pey has it and um, I'd rather not take the Muni back yet. C'mon, for old time's sake?"

"Sure."

"Great, let's go."

We got up from our seats and walked to the diner side by side.

By the time we got there we got a seat in a booth.

"Hey dweebs,"an all too familiar voice said.

I looked up to see Jackson of course which is odd.

"Jackson? Why are you here? I thought you guys already paid the budget,"Morgan frowned.

He sighed,"well we did. But uh I may have popped them again and now we have to do this shit again."

"Just like the good ol' times,"Finn said as he patted Jackson's back before taking someone's order.

"Hey is Av here?"Morgan questioned.

"Nope. She finished her shift 5 hours ago,"he replied simply.

"How great,"I mumbled.

"You're lucky. Carmen isn't here,"Jackson smirked.

I gulped. I did not wanna deal with Carmen. She scares me. I mean last time I saw her she, Rachel, Nicolette, and Angelica were having a very, loud argument and every word they said made me wince and flinch at their raised voices.

"Yeah yeah just go,"Morgan muttered shooing him away.

Jackson muttered under his breath before he left.

Morgan has changed a lot. She wasn't that little shy, contained fan last year. This year she's outgoing, not afraid to speak what's on her mind, and definitely wiling to take chances. She's changed. And I don't know if I should be glad or sad because of it. It's probably a great thing, but at the same time maybe it isn't. Maybe this isn't suppose to happen. Maybe I want her to change back how she was last year or maybe I like this new Morgan better.

But...I just don't know.

I think this is the longest chapter in this sequel book it's because I was bored. Lol

And the reason why I'm updating this a lot is because I haven't really update this so here's my apology :)

Much Love Guys

~IaMmE_Chick

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