Madeline climbed out her window, Jason loyally behind her. It had been practically a year since they had been to Narnia. They were headed back to the campsite (where they had first gone to Narnia) in 3 to 4 days.
There was part of Madeline that wanted to jump in the car and go now, hop in the lake with her fingers crossed hoping her world would be on the other end. There was part of her that didn't want to go…. Scratch that there was part of her that knew she didn't deserve to go back. 3 months after they had gotten back Madeline was pretty much over the sorrow and blaming herself parts of the grieving stage. Jason classified her on the angry step.
She was sure her life was over… and since it was ending it might as well go out with a bang… right? Madeline used to be the girl at school that everyone wanted to party with but knew she would ever give them the chance. Madeline quickly changed her social status. She was at every party (her brother right there beside her) it didn't matter if she had to sneak out (which is what she was doing right now).
The place she and Jason were headed to right now was to the gas station about a block away from their house. There the two would hitch a ride with Charlie and they would head out to the last party they'd actually be able to attend before they had to go 'camping' again.
Madeline only had one thing on her mind as she and Jason hopped in the car with Charlie.
"What are we doing when we get there?" Jason asked the two.
Madeline looked at Charlie and smiled, "Getting wasted." The two said in unison.
This was absolutely wrong… Since when was Jason the responsible one? He wasn't. That was just it. Madeline had to get out of this. For god's sake she had a freaking tramp stamp now. That was on the 4th month when Jason had entrusted Charlie to watch her. Needless to say they both had a hangover in the morning Madeline had a tattoo right on her lower back of a red heart with angel wings and a halo above it and Charlie had 'Madeline Stone' in cursive and in a heart on his upper arm (where a t-shirt would barley cover it).
Charlie however didn't mind the new Madeline. Charlie didn't mind her for once paying him attention instead of everyone else. And he didn't mind her on him every time she was with him. And he didn't even mind that they weren't technically together but that hadn't 'stopped' them. And he wasn't quite sure he would mind if they ever stepped foot in Narnia again.
Jason looked at his sister. Her brown hair was down on her shoulders and she was slightly pulling the messy look with a little bit of hair spray and her rustling it up and she had thick dark eye-liner under her bright green eyes. She was wearing practically non-existent light washed, cut-offs and her shirt was practically a bandana that covered her front (hardly, it stopped at her naval) and had tiny string that tied around her back and tied around her neck. He had had enough, "Stop the car."
Charlie pulled over and Jason got out.
"Dude, what the heck?" Madeline asked getting out with him.
Charlie sighed before taking the keys out of the ignition and joined the 2 outside of the car.
"I'm walking back home." Jason told her.
"Come on, man. That's a long walk." Charlie informed him.
"I'll get mom or dad to come get me."
"Dude, they're gonna know I'm gone and come get me." Madeline pointed her painted black fingernails pointed at herself.
"Oh my god, Maddie! I don't even know you anymore! You're worried about them knowing you're going to a party, and you're gonna get drunk, and probably screw Charlie?" Jason yelled at his sister, "Good, at least you care what somebody would think."
"What is that supposed to mean?" She spat angrily.
"You used to care what Peter, your husband would think. Now you couldn't care less could you?"
"What the hell, Jason? She just got over him and now you're gonna bring it up!" Charlie yelled stepping dangerously close to his 'friend'.
"In case you haven't noticed I lost someone too! Nobody fracking cared about that! And guess what? I didn't go get drunk every night or write on myself with permanent ink! And I didn't get over it!" Jason took a step closer not wanting to lead on that he was going to back down.
Charlie and Jason felt as if someone had hit or pinched them hard and since they were close and they couldn't really see because it was dark they both assumed it was each other. And they both yelled, "Don't you dare touch me!"
Then the two were set off tumbling in the dirt getting each as many hits and jabs in as possible. The were rolling in Madeline's direction but they didn't notice. And Madeline was starting to feel the pinching and pulling as well and she just assumed the boys were slowly dragging her into it. None of the 3 even took into consideration that magic was unfolding around them.
However when the 3 found themselves standing and rolling in hot sand on a beautiful bright beach. As soon as the two boys separated bruises were starting to form on their arms and faces Charlie had a busted lip with blood running down his chin and Jason had a black eye and a bloody nose. Madeline helped them up their t-shirts were all stretched out from the pulling.
"Jason!" A familiar female voice called him.
Before Jason walked over to Susan he turned to Madeline, "I've had it with you," then he turned to Charlie, "And if you lay one more finger on my sister I swear to god I will rip your damn head off!"