I looked at Madison from across the room. Beautiful, as usual. I smile in admiration. She never knew though. She was kind of dorky, but it was cute. I'm Lucas Johnson. I was seen as a jock. Not a captain, barely even made it on the team. I play football, I know cliché. A guy who likes a girl, a girl who doesn't get attention. Same old same old. There is a catch. I don't talk to her, text her, call her, we were just friends as kids. There isnt much history. Just some teenagers who were friends as kids. That's it. Not meaning to brag, but A LOT of girls like me. It's annoying. When I get to now her, she'll fall for me in seconds flat!
After class, I decided to talk to her. "Hey there," I said as my hands were shaking. "Not interested," she said as she kept walking. "What?" I asked. She stopped and slowly turned around," Not interested. You know a phrase that says go away. I don't like you. N-O-T I-N-" I stopped her. "I know how to spell not interested and what are you talking about?"I asked. "I'm not falling for your stupid tricks. You just want to copy my homework. The answer is no. I don't want to help a guy who can't understand 2+2," She said rolling her eyes. "I have all A's excuse you," I said. "Congrats," She said sarcastically. "Wait, Madison. I don't want your homework. I was just trying to start a conversation," I said smiling hoping she would turn back. "Listen, Lucas. I'm not interested," She said turning around once again. It was time for football practice… great.
I showed up in my uniform. The uniform was giant. I was scrawny compared to the other guys. One of my best friends nudged me," Are you trying to get to copy homework with Madison Carson?" I looked confused. Then it hit me, he saw me talking to Madison. "What? No. I was just trying to talk to her," I answered. "Why would you talk to HER?" He asked. He emphasized her a lot more than he needed to. "I was just talking to her, now shut up before you get us both kicked off the team," I said pushing him around. Miles was just the water boy. The practice was awful. I couldn't stop thinking about what Madison said. I felt bad. It wasn't my fault she's ignorant.
I flopped onto my bed. I was exausted. Not just of football practice, but it was because of what Madison said. I tried to set up a plan for the next day. You know those plans that you write that you know will never work out at all? Yeah it was one of those plans. I still made it though.
The next day, I went to school pretty confident. I went up to Madison once more. "Hey, Madison I was thinking we can hang out at the park like old times," I said smiling big. "I have to study. Something you don't hav to do these days," She said pushing up her glasses a bit. I laughed a little. "What? You wanted a different answer? What more do you want from me?" She asked. I was overwhelmed by her questions. "I-I don't know. I just wanted to hang out again," I said. "Lucas, we aren't in Kindergarten anymore. We are seniors. Now stop wasting your time on me," She said slamming her locker shut and walking away. "W-What?" I said stammering," I don't want anything from you." She turned around. "What do you want then? Why are you talking to me?" She asked. "I-I-It's dumb. You wouldn't understand," I said turning around. "I'm free tomorrow night," She said and she walked away. I looked