Madeline Rose Belle's POV
Mondays. Everybody hates Mondays, but all for the wrong reasons. For most people, Mondays are horrible because it signifies the end of weekends and the start of school days. However, this particular Monday for me, signifies the end o my life.
I know, I know. I'm being melodramatic. However, let me further explain the clique to you before you judge.
The Clique is like the group of Gods who run everything. They're distant, cold, scary and above all, unapproachable. Westlake Private School always had the clique.
Mr. and Mrs. Jones for example, who went to high school here, also had the clique. Same families and everything. I guess being in the clique was passed down from generation to generation.
Even then, the clique was unapproachable, or so I'be heard from Haley's mom.
Here I am. Sat looking out the window as if it'll be the last time I'll get to do it.
You got this Mads. How hard can it be? He's just another teenage boy.
Except he's Rave Achilles.
"Are you nervous?" I looked over to my best friend Haley Jones.
"Yep. " I answered shortly as I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. 10 minutes till dismissal.
"You know you don't really have to do it right? Harry was just being Harry. " she replied.
"I have to do this. I said I would and I always stand by my words. " I replied. 5 more minutes. Possibly the last 5 minutes of my life.
"Don't worry Mads. I'll make sure you'll look pretty on your funeral. " I rolled my eyes at her. This, ladies and gentlemen, is why she is my bestfriend.
BRING!
We stood up and began walking to the back of the school, where The Clique hangs out. I was certain I'd find Rave Achilles here.
Soon enough, I saw him. His back was turned but I knew it was him due to his muscular figure, and authoritative aura he has around him.
"Goodluck. " I nodded then proceeded to walk towards him. All around me I heard whispers and I could already see people belonging to the clique start to stiffen and tense as I walked closer and closer. My heart was beating like a drum. I am now standing directly behind Rave Achilles.
I slowly lifted up my shaking hands and gave him a tap on the back. He turned around, shock forming in his eyes.
Mustering up all my courage, I decided to speak.
"H-hi. "
"Mate. " I looked at him confused. Then my eyes met his and the world just stopped spinning. I was sucked in.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement, making me snap back to reality.
"H-hi. " I repeated, looking like a complete idiot.
"Hi" he said. Shock went through my body. Did he actually just talk to me? No, I'm probably just imagining things. I cleared my throat.
"Hi. " he then chuckled.
"Is that the only thing you know how to say?" Oh my god. He was actually talking to me. What do I do? What do I do?!?
"Bye. " I turned around and ran as quick as I can to Haley.
"Haley! Hurry up!" I yelled as we ran through the parking lot and into Harry's car. Harry quickly turned the engine on and began driving.
"Oh my god. "I said out of breath.
"Holy shit Mads! I didn't think you would actually do it!" Harry exclaimed as he continued driving toward the house. " Now I have to pay up. " Haley and I saw the him a glare.
"You bet on this?!" Haley said as she hit Harry on the arm.
"Whoa! Calm down sis! Unless you want to die early!" He objected, referring to the steering wheel.
I rolled my eyes at the two, my heart beat finally returning back to it's original pace.
"So how did it go?" Haley asked.
"Weird. " I answered. "I said hi, he said 'mate'. What does that even mean?" Haley shrugged, not having an answer, so I looked to Harry.
"I'm pretty sure it's an Australian thing. It means friend or something. " Friend? Did he call me his friend?
"Who knew Rave was so friendly " Harry scoffed.
"Friendly? He's the guy responsible for the entire girls soccer team's elimination. " I shrugged. I still think he was friendly.
"Hey kids, how was school?" Mr. Jones asked as soon as we entered the house.
"Madeline talked to Rave. " Haley announced.
"Rave? Like Rave Achilles?!"" Mr. Jones said, bewildered at my spur in the moment courage.
"I knew his dad. His name was Hunter. He ruled the school, just like his father Warren. " Whats with the names of the Achilles clan? All of them sound scary.
"Enough chit chat! Go do your homework, then wash up for dinner. " We all let out a groan as we trudged up the stairs.
For the rest of the night, all I could think of was Rave.
I don't think Rave is as scary as everyone thought. He just looks scary, but then again, looks can be deceiving. Maybe the reason he's always alone, is that no one really approaches him. Maybe he's not as bad as he seems.
He's just misunderstood.
With that final thought, I have decided to befriend Rave Achilles. I never thought I would say that but here we are.
