Confused

Chapter 4

I woke up this morning to my mom screaming in my face.
"MADISON! WAKE UP! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE!"
I look at my clock. 7:48. Shit. I have 12 minutes to shower, get dressed, and catch a bus to school. Amazing.
I curse Dylan in my head. Because of him, I didn't go to sleep until 2:30. Now I'm exhausted.

I get up and rush to my closet and pull out the first 2 things I see. Dark blue ripped jeans and an old faded band t-shirt. Good enough. I spray dry shampoo in my hair (no time to shower) and put it up into a messy bun and pinned it down to keep it in place. Then I put a heavy amount of concealer to cover my dark circles and some mascara and lip balm and some highlight. What can I say? Im a sucker for a good glow. I rush into my bathroom and brush my teeth in record time.
I click my phone to display the time. 7:54. 6 minutes left.
I grab my bag, phone, headphones and keys, and my mom gives me $10 to buy lunch at school. I slide on my black Chuck Taylor's and race out the door.
I'm standing on my driveway and I open my phone and go online. I find out the next bus to school isn't coming until 8:12. Fantastic.
I'm standing on my driveway as my mom pulls out to go to work. Now I'm stuck. Guess I'm gonna be late to school.
I start trudging along the sidewalk when who other than Dylan freaking DeLaRossa pulls up beside me.
"Good morningggg Chica!"
"Yeah." I roll my eyes at him. It's his bloody fault I'm late.
"Aw chica, what's the matter? Talk to Papi."
I sigh. "Well thanks to you I overslept, missed the bus, and now I'm gonna be late to school."
"I feel responsible. Hop in the car. I'll take you."
This guy was the last person I wanted to get in a car with. But what choice do I have? I get in the passenger seat and Dylan floors it. It's 7:56.
We pull up to school at 8:09. I missed the morning bell, but first period doesn't start for 1 more minute. If I'm lucky I can make it.

I get out of the car while it's still moving and don't even bother thanking Dylan for the ride. I race through the parking lot into the main doors of the school.

I don't bother stopping at my locker and just race into my english class just as the first period bell rings. I sink into my seat. I made it.

~

The second period bell rings and we all shuffle out of class. All of a sudden Lisa and Jaiden race to my side. They were friends before I came along and we're all in history together. They're really nice and kind of took me under their wing since I'm the new girl.
"I almost fell asleep. God that class is so boring."
"Jaiden, you could fall asleep anywhere. But it's true, Mr. Johnson has truly out-bored himself."  Lisa retorts.

All of a sudden this tall, blonde jock comes up to me. He's wearing a letterman jacket. The whole hallway freezes.

"Hi Maddie. I'm James Foster. I've seen you around these past couple days and I was wondering if you'd want to go out with me?"

And then I'm freaking out. This very attractive, older jock wants to go out with me! My cheeks go beet red and I'm smiling like an idiot.

No.

What? No, shut up. You're antisocial enough. Let loose.

"I'd love to."
He smiles so wide now we both look ridiculous.
"That's great. I'll pick you up at 8 this Saturday?"
"Sounds good."

What about Dylan?

What about him? We're not dating, he doesn't even like me. He just likes annoying me all the time. And I don't even like him.

I don't even like him.

As soon as James walks away Lisa screams.

"Oh my god! James Foster just asked you out! He's only the hottest guy this schools ever seen. All the girls try to get his attention."
"I don't even know what to think! I've never been on a date before."

Well, not since...no. That's in the past. Forget about it.

"Will you come over to help me get ready Saturday?"
"YES! I'll see you at 5 on Saturday. I'll bring my makeup bag."

I skip back to my locker all ecstatic. What am I gonna wear? What are we doing? A million thoughts are swirling in my head.

"Hey Chica. You seem happy."
"I am in fact. I'm  going on a date this Saturday."
"Well look at that. Nice job chica. Well, see you later."

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Dylan's P.O.V.

I see James Foster walk up to Maddie and her friends. What does he want with her?

"Hi Maddie. I'm James Foster. I've seen you around these past couple days and I was wondering if you'd want to go out with me?"

My jaw drops.

"I'd love to."

Then my heart drops.

"That's great. I'll pick you up at 8 this Saturday?"
"Sounds good."

I see her talking to Lisa with a huge smile on her face. Has she not been noticing me flirting with her at all hours?

Dude. She doesn't care. You piss her off.

Then she skips over to her locker, grinning like an idiot.

Well now that she's going out with James, my plans are shot. So I just play it cool.

"Hey Chica. You seem happy."
"I am in fact. I'm  going on a date this Saturday." As if the whole hallway didn't know.

"Well look at that. Nice job chica. Well, see you later."

I have this gut-wrenching feeling in the pit of my stomach. Am I jealous?
No. Dylan DeLaRossa does not get jealous.  But I could not stand to look at her for another second. So I just walk away and into the cafeteria.

I find who I'm looking for almost immediately. Natalie Simmons. Cheerleader. Notorious slut. She just moved here about 2 weeks before Maddie. She chases after any guy remotely attractive, including me. She's wearing a crop top that hugs her huge chest and jeans that fit her in all the right places.

"Hey Natalie."
"Oh, he-"
She doesn't have time to finish because I crash my lips against hers. Her tongue is immediately down my throat. We make out for a few seconds before I pull away and grab her hand.
"Come with me."
She obviously follows right behind me.

I lead her into the janitors closet and close and lock the door. I wipe all the cleaning supplies off the counter and sit her up on it.
I kiss her again, and this time I don't hold back. She wraps her legs around me and we make out like this for a few minutes.
She unbuttons my shirt and I take her top off so she's left in just her bra. We continue to make out in the darkness.

What a slut.

The whole time, I can only think about one thing-

Maddie.

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Heyyyyy
So this chapter gets a little intense... heh heh *nervous sweat*
I'm trying to evolve my writing style. Do you guys think I should do more of this? Be honest.
Anyway, leave your thoughts in the comments. What plans was Dylan talking about? What's he doing with Natalie? Lemme hear your thoughts.

xoxo
-M