Chapter 7

Okay…so not much really happened freshman year, so I think I’d rather skip all that because let’s be honest…freshman year is always a culmination of your most awkward moments in your life all rolled into one great big mess. I mean… I’ve never been one for fashion or anything, but once I met the crazy Latina named Madison, I just felt dumb and always underdressed in my t-shirts and chucks.

Anyway… while we’re on the subjects of passing over my awkward years… I’m just going to pass over the whole fake hooking up with Aiden phase. 

So… Onto junior year, where it wasn’t really awkward, but I’d like to say I came into my own.  I started to almost get over my infatuation… it moved on from a crush after sophomore year with Ashley when I tried to make her jealous… it almost worked too because her and Madison started fighting again, which actually kind of hurt me because I didn’t want to see her upset, which is weird because I caused the pain…indirectly I at least hope I did, but I don’t too. You get it? I want her to be jealous of me because that means she might like me, but I also don’t want to see her sad. 

Well, anyway in the past three years I had formed a really tight-knit group of friends…Aiden, Glen, Kyla, and I would always hang out either at my house or at Kyla’s.  We never really got into fights, but sometimes me and Glen just couldn’t stand to be around all of Kyla and Aiden’s lovey-dovey looks and sweet kisses… I mean they will totally win best couple next year for the yearbook.  And, when Clay and Chelsea weren’t interested in what their friends were doing that day, which was about 70% of the time, they would hang out with us too.  They are also in the running for most romantic couple together…God I need some friends that don’t have the most perfect relationships…and that’s where my dear Ashley comes into this. 

I got to be pretty good friends with Madison and Ashley despite Madison’s constant death glares toward me.  I really did try and be all nice to her, but I mean come on.  I don’t know how Ash can deal with all her bitching and stupidity.  Oh, well…she must have something going on that I don’t know about…let’s hope not though.  But I haven’t talked to Madison, or Ashley for that matter since prom…oh what a night….