"A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other. Maybe temporary, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever."
Madison McCall had a perfect life. A family that loved her, best friends...
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They walked to lunch and Allison was sitting a table away from with Lydia. Scott panicked and put the book in front of his face, ducking his head.
"Scott. The book," Madison started grabbing the book. "Is upside down." She stated turned it right side up.
"The book is making it more obvious. Besides, she's reading, anyway." Stiles said glancing at girl.
"Did you come up with a plan yet?" Scott asked peeking his head above the book.
"I think so." Stiles answered taking a bit of his apple.
"Does that mean you don't hate me now?" Scott asked hopeful.
"No. But your crap has infiltrated my life, so now I have to do something about it." Stiles stated making Madi chuckle. "Plus I'm definitely a better Yoda than Derek."
"Okay yeah, you teach me." Scott said.
"Yeah I'll be your yoda." Stiles said.
"You be my yoda." Scott said confused. Madison rolled her eyes knowing her brother has sadly never watched Star Wars.
"Your yoda I will be." Stiles said in a yoda voice.
"Nice Impression." Madison said with a small smile as her and Stiles fist bumped. Scott shook his head at the geeks.
"I said it backwards." Stiles explained to Scott.
"Yeah I know." Scott said.
"You know what I definitely still hate. Uh huh," Stiles said chuckling. "Yep." He said grabbing all his stuff including the book that was covering Scott, grabbed Madison who had a piece of chicken in her mouth and pulled her up.
"Madison's my favorite!" Stiles exclaimed to Scott making heat rush to Madi's cheeks as she smiled.
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Madi and Stiles walked out to the field. Scott trailing behind them. Stiles told Madison the plan and she agreed to it cause, why not.
"Okay, now, put this on." Stiles said handing Scott a heart rate monitor.
"Isn't this one of the heart rate monitors for the track team?" Scott asked.
