Part 3

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'Everything has changed from that day. I can't explain it, but it feels so strange. He had asked me out that day, and he was surprisingly sweet about it. But unfortunately, I rejected him because I didn't like what he was asking. Since then he's been asking, and it's at the point of embarrassing. He follows me around constantly whispering the same question.'

"Please?"

"No....I told you I don't want that because it takes too much valuable time that I could use reading, and studying." I snap annoyed at the constant annoyance. I sigh in frustration.

"Don't make me do something that I know you don't want me to because it'll ruin you." I roll my eyes, and continue walking towards the cafeteria. I get in line to diminish my hunger, and to get away from Brandon.

"Hey aren't you......"

"It's not my fault he follows me around like a freaking puppy...I've tried to get him to stop, but he's impossible." I was out of breath, and the girl in front of me was trying so hard not to laugh. Finally she lets it out, and everyone looks at her as if she was crazy, but she didn't care.

"I'm sorry I have no earthly idea what you're talking about, but it seems quite interesting. Anyway, my name is Madison Cane, but you can call me Mads, and I just moved here. I was asking if you were in my next hour because I've been here since Monday, but no cares to welcome the new girl. But lets not get fussed up over me, what's your name?" I stood there completely feeling stupid, and paranoid.

"I'm Taylor Becket, I've been surviving this hell hole since forever welcome Madison Cane to this place I call home. Where are you from?" She stays quiet for a split second before opening her mouth to answer.

"Well you see I am currently unsure because when I was born I was put up for adoption because my parents were extremely young when the had me. So I lived with my adoptive parents for most of my life, and here we are now." She smiles brightly. 'How can anyone whose suffered that be so....okay with it.

"Well it's too bad for them you seem to have grown up to be an amazing person." I force out. I've never was the encourager, but I was witnessed to it a lot. Now that someone is willing to take it, and want it from is actually not that bad. "Yeah you are a really an amazing person, but I wouldn't hang out with people like me they tend to talk, and get rumors started about them." I felt a small pain in my heart. My first ever friend, who had attempted to befriend me, I had to keep safe from me. I cleared my throat. "Good luck with everything....."

"Wait!" she grabs my arm. "I don't care what people think, you're the first one whose ever been nice to me, and I'm grateful for that. So you know what...let people talk because it won't bother me one bit." She then pulls me in, and hugs me tightly. I stood there shocked, and unable to comprehend what was happening. Then feeling awkward I gently drop my arms, and lightly hugged back. It was warm. I finally gave in. We pulled away, and I gave her a soft, genuine smile. I hear gasps around us. I looked and saw everyone was staring at us. We both looked at each other, and started laughing. It was weird because people were watching, and I didn't care. I had just made a friend for life. "I guess your stuck with me now, huh?" I turned, and caught Brandon looking straight at me with a grin on his face. I felt my face heat up. 'Oh no what's he thinking?' I look at him utterly confused, and nervous, but mostly scared. He stands up, and starts walking in my direction, I became frozen in my spot. "So this guy....is he cute? Oh is that him? He's so handsome, I'm jealous...go get him." I shake myself from my thought.

"What?" I look at her stunned.

"He seems to like you a lot, and by the way it looks you like him just as much." I gulp. 'I do not like him. Right?' "Of course you do. Now lets get ready for the show." I groaned at the emotions I began feeling. I turned heel, and tried to escape.

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