Odd's POV
Someone who could talk back to is my kinda girl not to mention the way she dressed. Madison had on tight tight TIGHT jeans and a tank top that said 'I ain't no girly girl' on it and a purple plad jacket. As we exited the building instead of going to the principle's office she was heading to the forest. 'Man this girls got guys that for sure' I thought as I followed her. I smirked and walked next to her. "You know the principle's office is this way," I said pointing to the building to the left. "Does it look like I care," Madison said, but this time she had a very deep southern accent. "Okay how do you really talk you keep changing your voice," I whined." "I'm a country girl. This is how I talk but round certain people I tried to hide it cause well let's say some people have a problem with it," Madison said, but she mumbled everything after the word 'it' ; I could barely hear her. I just shrugged. "What cha doin' hear," I asked harmlessly. "Oh ya know blowin' round. Travelin' the world seeing who all I can get to hate me. Ya know normal stuff," Madison said jokingly. I faceplamed "I ment in the forest." "Ohh," she said, and it sounded like a real oh, "I like nature, its quiet and I wanna be by myself." With those words she started to climb a tree. She was climbing so face it was almost like she was trying to win a race. "You wanna join me," Madison asked nicely. "Who knew no demon this time," I teased. " I am no demon I jut don't like she was way to happy," Madison said in a hurt manner. I rubbed the back of my neck. I was sitting akwardly, yet Madison seemed to be sitting in peace. "You sure are a tough girl," I thought out loud. Though it was a little compliment, Madison looked ashamed. "I'm not tough enough. I don't know what you're talkin' 'bout," Madison said her sweet southern voice more to herself then to me. Although she was being nice to me I didn't want to be to friendly with her. She seemed to much like a rebel. "Oh right your aren't a rock, you're just hard-headed," I said laughing. I thought it was ratter funny, but she just sat there. 'Okay note to self Madison doesn't laugh at good jokes like mine,' I thought.
Madison's POV
Odd's wrong he doesn't know nothin' bout me to say whether I'm tough or not. Right now I have one goal-don't make friends. While i was thinking I heard Odd laugh. 'Does he ever stop laughing, bad jokes, where's to much purple, weird hair,' I thought. I had no idea why I invited him up hear with me. He was annoying, but it just felt… right. Oh goodness I really do need help in the head. Something else I need...to keep my distance my guts' telling me Odd's nothing but trouble. I came here to get away from trouble
A/N: anybody think this should be a longer chapter I'll fix it up a bit. But either way then next one I'll try my hardest to make longer.
