"So, are you in?" he asked, his tone gentle, but the patience in his voice was slipping.
She took a moment to mull it over, and finally met his piercing blue eyes.
"Yes," she replied, with a shaky breath, and he let out a contented sigh.
"But under 1 condition," she began, her voice unwavering, "you can't fall in love with me."
* * *
All her life, the one thing Maddie knew best was saying goodbye. Due to the fact that her mother was a travel agent, and her father was the head of an international corporation, they were always on the move.
When Maddie's parents are given a case for which they can't move for a certain period of time, Maddie is forced to adapt to the wild lifestyle that LA has to offer.
Soon she finds herself a bit overwhelmed. With balancing her new life, and trying to get the hang of living like a normal teenager.
But once she steps foot into the notorious, posh, one and only Danforth Prep., the crazy doesn't end.
When the "Queen B", Arabelle Smith, finds Maddie a threat to her and Zac, the boy she's been hopelessly crushing on forever, her and her posse go out of their way to do anything and everything to make Maddie's life a living hell.
The thing is, the second Zac lays his eyes on Maddie, something, almost like some magnetic force, makes him want to get to know her, and maybe even be more than just friends.
So when an idea so crazy pops into Zac's head, he can only hope she'll agree.
But if saying goodbye is Maddie's signature move, will the plan be worth it in the end?
"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night.
I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again.
Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile.
"That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine.
I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask.
His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away.
"I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction.
He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them.
"Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes.
I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face.
"Thanks." I all but squeak out.
And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend.
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THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN
Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.