I am dreaming. And I am glad. I never want to be woken up nor do I want to snap back to reality. Currently, I am walking to my favourite park with my favourite brother and the one guy I have been honing in on. This dream couldn't get any better. Then I heard music playing and wiped around. An ice cream truck. Clearly I am proven wrong. This day just got better.
Being a girl, ice cream is basically my life. When I'm depressed, ice cream. When I'm sick, ice cream. When I am with the guy of my dreams and and my little brother about to go to the park, it always goes back to ice cream. Sigh, ice cream. How I love thee, and dote upon thee. Yes I am aware I am quoting Shakespeare. I am not an english major for nothing.
Skipping up to the ice cream truck I scanned the menu. I already knew what I wanted. I was just trying to look calm and corrected infront of Chris. Clearly not working, since I was hopping up and down in my shoes.
"So Madison, what would you li-" Chris started.
"CHOCOLATE!", I interrupted/ screamed.
"Uh sure ok, what about you Taylor?" he continued, trying to ignore my outburst.
"I want chocolate too", he said sweetly. I smiled. Taylor was one of those kids that no matter what they do, you will find it sweet and cute and adorable. Me on the other hand, well anything I do is automatically categorized as bad. Story of my life. But I tried to snap out of my mood as Chris handed me my ice cream. I smiled mekely.
"So what do you guys want to do exaclty?" Chris asked, sticking his hands in his pockets. I stared at him. WHat is this? No ice cream. Who doesn't eat ice cream when ice cream is available? One word to discribe this, crazy. But since it was Chris I decided to let it go.
"I want to play soccer", Taylor said. His face covered in melted ice cream. I smiled at him as I leaned over to wipe the ice cream off his face.
"Alright, I have my soccer ball in my bag and we can play after you and your sister finish your ice cream", he said pulling a ball out of his bag. I smiled at him. I don't think anything could ruin this day. But then again fate always loved to mock me.
"Well what do we have here?" A deep voice bellowed out. Any one or anything but him. Sometimes fate just loves to tease me.
Chris whips around but I stay put, trying to rub the melted chocolate of my brother's face. Maybe if I stay put he will go away. Or most likely go away. What am I saying? It doesn't matter. Please just go away stupid annoying voice.
"Madison, aren't you going to turn around. It's only me", the voice persisted. I cursed under my breath and got off my knees. Turning sharply I bumped right into his hard chest. His hand traveled to my chin and jerked it upwards. I looked into the eyes I have come to hate so much.
Quinn.
"Well look what we got here. Chris hanging out with Madison. What? You need a girl to protect you now, Brockton?" Quinn teased still right infront of me. I glared into his eyes. I wasn't about to let him win with out a fight. I'm a junior now, and a year and a half will do wonders for your self confidence.
"Leave him alone Quinn, and go pick on someone your own species" I snarled in my most sharpest tone. It was so sharp he stepped back. Yeah uh huh that's what you get pretty boy. And as much as I hate to admit it...he was a fine hunk of man. He had brown hair that was styled up into a quiff but was pulled up at the sides as well. In other words...Niall style...if you know who that is of course.
"Ooh Madison finally grew some balls. Took some time. What was breaking you a year ago not enough for you", he snarled back. But I didn't back down. I stood my ground and stared him down. He tried to keep checked with me but suddenly his eyes diverted away. Ha! That's what I thought. But then I realised what he was looking at.
"How could you? I trusted you Cassidy", Chris screamed out.
"Trust my butt hole. You never trusted me Chris", Cassidy screamed back. For a short girl...she got fire.
"SO you decide to hang out with Quinn, of all people. You pick Quinn?" he screamed in fury. But there were hints of hurt mingled in as well as betrayal.
"Does it matter? You picked some next junior girl. We are seniors Chris, hang around seniors", she pleaded now seeing the damage she cost. Wait did she just call me some next junior girl? She did not just go there.
"Listen here you skank-" I started then I paused. Taylor? Where is Taylor. I looked around but he wasn't there anymore.....
Ooh I am in deep trouble
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Attraction
Teen FictionWhen your in love you always know why. IF the person in cute, funny, sweet or charming. But Madison doesn't. She doesn't know why she likes Chris but she does. The problem is that Chris doesn't think the same of madly in love Madison. So what happen...
