𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 ➳ೃ༄*

three

( chapter three )

WALKING DOWN the long hallways, madeleine made her way towards her locker, getting out the materials for her next class. delilah and elowen made their way towards her, they all sharing the class and waited for her to be done. "i literally had the most embarrassing experience in calculus! again." madeleine groaned, looking over to her friends with her doe eyes. elowen asked what had happened, closing her own locker, before turning her attention to her once again. "i was asked to recite some stupid formula, and as i went to say it, this dude coughed and i totally blanked. it wasn't like i remembered the right one, but still i'm a complete train wreck in that class" madeleine frowned, putting her pens inside her pencil case.

"who coughed?" delilah asked, causing madeleine's eyes to light up with flames. "who else? that bibby kid, literally goes out of his way to make my life humiliating for his own satisfaction." madeleine groaned closing her locker then walking off with her friends.

"the one with an accent?" elowen asked, placing her lips into a smirk, she always had a thing for boys with accents. "the one that hangs out with richardson and george?" delilah asked, her eyebrows furrowed from confusion. "yes, now can we stop talking about it? i feel horrible" the girl frowned once again, as they all sat down at their row for economics. "talkin' bout' me?" a masculine voice rang through the girls ears. they all turned around, being met with blake richardson. blake propped himself on his elbows, bending his body over the wooden desks aligned together, and coming face to face with delilah.

"as if," the brunette mumbled, diverting her attention to the materials on her lap, forcefully moving the boy's arms off her desk, without actually hurting him. "you've handled that so well, i'm proud." elowen stated after the boy walked off, winking at the girls. "i was terrified," delilah laughed off her nerves, causing the blonde girls to chuckle with amusement. "you're good now peaches." madeleine responded, rubbing the side of her right arm.

the rest of his trio came in a few minutes late, madeleine tried to ignore the loud tones of their voices, but was easily distracted. she turned her head slightly being met with reece bibby's eyes, almost as if he had been staring already. it wasn't eyes of admiration, just pure hatred. she wondered why he had been focusing on her in specific, why he always targeted her.