Chapter 2

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Crap, another day in detention with the Meltdown. The Meltdown was one of my teachers in freshman year, the reason why all my teachers automatically thought I was some next bad assed chick.

I walked into the class and saw him, sitting there as usual with his usual black coffee and pile of papers on his desk at opposite corners. I turned to look into the room. The usual suspects. Timothy, for cheating on a test again. Fiona, for shoving a girl under the water and nearly killing her. And Kalem, well he is just bad ass. And wait...Chris?

Chris. The Chris. The Chris I am madly in love with. I can't believe this. Two whole hours staring at his gorgeousness, I think I'm in heaven. It's so the best day ever! I looked at him, well more like gawked at him for a while. My heart did a flip multiple times in my stomach. I don't even know why I felt like this. He was average. Normal dirty-blonde hair, not the best body around, and not even the perfect eye colour. There really wasn't something that caught your eyes about Chris, but he just seemed perfect.

"Madison, this is dentention. So take your seat", the Meltdown boomed. I winced. Three years and I still wasn't use to his extremely loud voice. So I calmly struted over to my seat and plopped my bag down as well as myself.

"Mr. Brockton! Please move your seat up. Come and sit here beside Madison. She won't bite", Meltdown screamed out. He tapped the desk beside mine. Oh em gee he is going to sit beside me. For two hours, two whole hours! It is the best day of my life. I can't believe this.

"Alright! Students I'm going to leave, I will be back in an hour and the cameras are on so Madison don't try anything", Meltdown annouced. He walked out and slammed the door. Everything must be loud with this man.

"Finally he is gone", I said, kicking my feet up on the desk. I leaned back on my chair. And turned my head to look at Chris.

"If you lean any farther, you are going to fall" Chris said flatly. I turned my head towards him, then carefully placed my chair back on the floor. Why does he care if I fall? Wow, ooh wow he cares about me! This is so amazing.

"Why do you care?" I teased wanting him to talk even more.

"I don't I just don't like people getting hurt", he said again in the same flat voice. Gosh, is that all he is going to say? I just want to talk to the guy, but no. He has to go even farther and make me want him more. I know it's crazy but he makes me feel that way.

"Ooh um ok then" I said looking away now.

"So you a junior then?' he said now seeing my fake sad face facade.

"Yeah, but I have a feeling that the Meltdown is going to make me stay back a year", I said rolling my eyes.

"Come on, Mr. Dimion isn't that bad. He won't fail you on purpose", Chris said laughing at me. This is amazing. I am sitting beside Chris Brockton, laughing with him and talking to him. So his girlfriend better watch out.

I started to act worried. If I knew anything, I knew how to act. Be it crazy, calm, sad, or angry. I am the master at facades, whatever it is. I guarantee that by the end of this I will have Chris as my boyfriend. 100% closer anyways. I smiled at my own thoughts. It was such a great day, nevermind the act that my parents are putting up. Both my mom and my dads. I never can really get use to the plural suffix I have to put at the end of that word. I mean don't you want your parents together?

"Hey Madison, you are smiling in a creepy way. You alright?" Chris said waving his hand infront of my face. So he did care, I never thought that I would ever say those words.

"Huh? Yeah I'm fine", I said putting my embarassed girl facade. And let me tell you, I never get embarassed: even when it is something really embarassing.

Chris started to laugh in outbursts now. I smiled, it was kinda....cute, I guess you would say. I started to laugh myself. Did I mention it was the best day ever?

"So you doing anything after school?" Chris asked me. I turned my head to stare at him. I know I stare at him often but this was different; almost perfect like it wasn't meant to happen. What now? I didn't really know what to do after the awkward blushing girl stage. I mean how do those girls do it? Like is there a trick of something? I saw him start to look figit in his seat. Come on Madison, pull it together, you can do this, I think.

"No why? Is there something you wanted to do?" I said as calm as possible, trying to act all posh, without sounding slutty.

"Just wanted to know if you wanted to get a pizza, I mean I'm kinda hungry", Chris said rubbing his own stomach. I stared as I usually did. I wondered if under that shirt he has abs. Maybe, I mean he looks pretty fit, on the outside anyways. Although my friends think otherwise. THey think he is scrawny with no muscle and no abs or sense of style. What do they know anyways? Well judging from the fact they actually have boyfriends, I guess alot.

So back to his question. I should go right? I mean what if this is finally it? Maybe Cupid will come and shoot him with one of those arrows of his and he will dump his sorry girlfriends a-I mean butt. And go to me. Although my brothers would probably tell my mother who is a complete nut when it comes to me having boyfriends. Right, like I'm going to take realationship advice from a women that was divorced, twice. And married three times. Two times too many.

You know I think I will go, I mean it wouldn't hurt right? And not like my brothers have to know. As these thoughts crept into my brain, a smile spread on my face.

"You know what? Sure why not? I love pizza. And there is this awesome place close to here that sells the best slice. You have to go there", I said turning to Chris after what seems like forever. Which is probably the time I spent trying to figure out if I should go or not.

"Yeah I guess you are going to have to show me. So how did you get in here?" Chris asked. I stopped dead in my fantasy tracks. Did he really just ask that? No one dared to ask that. Well in my grade anyways. But since he was one year my senior, I guess he wouldn't know...right?

"Um I just got into a bit of trouble is all", I mumbled softly and turned my head towards the window. I wasn't about to let the memories of my troubles interrupt my happy sappy cheeky mood.

"Well want to know how I got here?" he asked, clearly seeing that he went in the wrond direction(see what I did there) with the question he asked earlier. I nodded numbly. Anything to get rid of the nightmares.

"Well you know Quinn Johnson, the guy one?" he asked. I winced at the name. Of course I knew who Quinn Johnson was. Who in our school didn't? But unlike the other girls I didn't swoon Quinn, I merely avoided him since that day in sophmore year. I will never forget that party, what he did, what he said, how I felt, and how I reacted. It was stupid to think about it now, but I was young and foolish. I was a naive baby and he took my candy easily; but I didn't fight it either.

Quinn was a jerk, but no one but my friends knew that. We were all effected that day, but I was the one scarred. Forever.

"Hey detention is over so GET OUT!" the Meltdown screamed, I ran out of there. Nothing could wreck this. Nothing.

I am about to go on a date with Chris Brockton, he is going to fall in love with me and we are going to live happily ever after....

Forever!!

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