Vic Fuentes is My Dad

11

Maddy's POV.

I wake up for school. Kyle was telling me about this new kid. They talk and she wants me to be his friend. His name is Ethan. She told him all about me. She told me all about him. I walk into school and Kyle and Ethan are standing right there. Woah. Is all I have to say about him. He's. Perfect. Wait. No. I'm dating Tate. I know he's gonna be my new best friend. He's wearing a falling in reverse shirt. Ummm. Like my favorite band.

"I'm guessing your Maddy?" He says smirking.

"Yeah and I'm guessing your Ethan?" I say.

"That would me meh!" He says.

"I like love your shirt." I say.

"Me too." He says widening his eyes.

"You are like my new best friend." I say.

"YESSS!" He says like a basic white girl.

"Just... Hmm... No...." I say pinching the bridge of my Nose.

"She hates basic white girls." Kyle adds.

"Oh. Me too." He says.

"Well than why'd you?" I say. I grit my teeth. "I don't understand you. But I love that about people."

"Me too." He says.

He talk until the bell. Tate hasn't showed up yet. He texts me saying that he has early morning football. Oh. He's gonna be a jock now. I don't date jocks. I text him "Tate I'm sorry but I just don't date jocks. I hate football." I know he'll be mad. But I honestly hate popular people. Ethan has first class with me. We walk together. He stares at me the whole class. I think he likes me.

The day goes on. After school Ethan comes over. Dad and friends are working on music. So they're not home.

"Ughhhhhhhhh. My stomach hurts." I groan.

"What's wrong?" Ethan ask sympathetically.

"My stomach. Huuuurrrrtttttsss." I groan again.

"Wanna chill on the couch?" Ethan asks.

"Okay." I say. Today I chose to wear light grey leggings with a flannel. We put our bags down.

"Umm. Maddy. Might wanna check your pants." He says. What? I run to the full size mirror to see that I got my period.

"Oh my gosh." I say blushing.

"I think I know why your stomach hurts." He say.

"We'll thank you captain obvious." I say.

"It's okay." He says. I quickly go run up and change. I put black leggings on.

"There we go all better. Now you don't tell anyone what you saw." I say.

"Okay. I know about that stuff. I have 3 older sisters." He says.

"Wow. I'm an only child." I say.

"Ahh." He says.

We cuddle on the couch and watch tv. It's kinda a friendly cuddle. It's not awkward. I run up to my room to my stash of snacks. I grab a bag of chips. I go back to my seat. My head is on his shoulder. We eat the chips. When we get bored of tv. We face each other.

"Wanna share secrets?" He asks.

"Okay. You go first." I say.

"I self harm. Why? Well when I was about 12 that's when I starting to become 'emo' and people called me names. Also all of my friends left me. Then my parents were having issues. My life sucked." He says.