Italics=Singing

"Maaaddie, why do you INSIST on wearing that coat EVERY SINGLE DAY?" Alfred F. Jones whined to his girlfriend, Madeline Williams.

"Why do YOU wear THAT JACKET every single day?" She answered simply, not even turning her head. Yeah, they were sooo over soon.

"I wear this heroically awesome bomber jacket every day because there is a possibility someone died in it, and I got to honor him, right?" Alfred proved his point.

'There he goes again, with his 'I'm the hero' shit.' Maddie thought annoyed. "Yes there is a chance that someone ever wore that coat, but wouldn't there be bullet holes if whoever wore it died?" She retaliated. It was practically from memory by now.

"To make them look cool!" He replied unzipping his jacket, "See?"

A faint beat of a familiar song started to play as they entered the great hall, the main room in their high school.

'Oh yea, the dance! I completely forgot!' Maddie thought, but then smirked and seized the opportunity as she realized the song, and pulled him into the main dance circle. Alfred had always liked whenever something happened to make it happen big, Maddie didn't think he would like this though.

"You change your mind, like a girl, changes clothes." Maddie started singing the song, and poked her index finger into his chest.

"And you PMS, like a bitch. I would know." She pushed him away with the index finger, her arm came up and around, with a dramatic spin and she walked away a few feet.

"Cause your hot and your cold you're yes and you're no, you're in and you're out, you're up and you're down!" Another dramatic spin and she faced him; she leaned left and then right, as if the rope in tug-a-rope, her normally quiet voice was getting louder with each word. Maddie pointed up and down with both hands.

"You're wrong when its right it black and its white we fight we break up we kiss we make up." She pointed her thumb down and then up, she pointed right with her thumb, and then left with her pointed finger. Maddie pushed him away again on his chest, then leaned in so they're noses were almost touching.

"You always think," she pointed at his head, her hand in a gun form, "always speak, critically." Her finger trailed down the side of his face to his mouth.

"I should know, that you're no good for meee~ee!" And with that she pushed him away again with a spin.

"Cause you're hot and you're cold you're yes and you're no, you're in and you're out you're up and you're down you're wrong when it's right its black and its white, we fight we break up we kiss we make up." And with that a few other people felt it was time to jump in and dance, so other some others joined the floor, pushing Maddie and Alfred to opposite sides of the ring.

Maddie joined in later for her last verse of the song, "Someone, call the doctor! Got a case of love bi-polar!" She said pointing at Alfred, her arm high, and she looked around as if for a docter.

"Can't get off this RI~ide!" And leaving him with that, her quiet voice returned for five more words, "Oh wait, I just did." Maddie strutted out of the ring, threw a 'You-lose' smirk and glance, and joined her friends eating pizza.

Alfred was pushed out of the circle of partiers, still wondering the same thing since when he was dragged into the circle, which was now an oval for some cart-wheelers, 'What the hell just happened?'

And that, my dear friend, is how Alfred F. Jones got dumped by Madeline Williams, at 'The party you had to have been at to believe.'

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