Falling: A Teenage Love Story

Chapter 1: The Favor

"MADS! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!!!!!" A angry voice yells loudly from the living room.

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!! ONE SEC JA!!!!" I fire back angrily.

Looks like I'm not fast enough. I open the door to find James in the doorway, blocking my way out of the bathroom.

"Mads, it's not like we're going to a red carpet." He explains as he gestures to me, his hand moves up and some. I am barley listening though as I turn back to the mirror and put on lip gloss.

"It's just high school." He mutters.

"Look" I begin, staring him in the eye, "I just want to be presentable. Is that too much to ask?"

"If it takes you an hour, then: yes." He replies with a smug look on his face as he shows he the time on his phone.

"Is it really that late?" The shock in my voice is completely uncontrollable.

He nods.

I cuz aloud and shove past him to retrieve my lunch and my backpack.

"We're gonna miss the bus and be late on our first day and we will have a bad first impression and first impression are everything.." I babble all of my worries and scramble around the house trying to get myself ready. It's then I notice how James is just strolling around my house not really caring about anything.

"Or... I can drive." He say twirling his key ring around on his finger.

I give him a look.

"What?!" He asks defensively.

"Nothing." I say shaking my head and grabbing my last thing. He walks out of my house and down the driveway like he owns it whilst I stumble and trip over my feet as I reach his red pick-up.

"You ok?" He asks me.

"Just nervous." I reply.

"Don't be. You've got me right?

I chuckle, "That's why I'm worried."

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"There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends."

-Jane Austen