Madisons P O V

"Cameron stop it!" I screamed tugging on his arm.

He tried one more time to go.

"You don't want to get into another fight do you?" I asked.

He started slowing down.

"Now you know how I felt," he said.

He got up off of the floor, and I let go. He went to his locker to get his last books that he forgot from earlier.

"What?" I asked.

"With Brianna," he said.

I knew he would say that.

"Look, why are you acting like this to him?" I asked. I wanted to see what his answer was, even though I knew that it was jealousy.

"Because, I don't want to have to pick up the peices after you reallize that he is only going out with you for his own fame," Cameron said.

"When have you ever had to pick up my peices?" I asked.

As soon as the words got out of my mouth, Cameron raised his eyebrows.

"Just pretend like I never asked that question," I said.

"That's what I thought," he said.

"This looks like it's going to last a long time. Keegan is perfect," I said crossing my eyes.

"How many times have you kissed?" Cameron asked. Once, I thought. Not that it's any of his buisness.

"Why in the world would you want to know?" I asked.

"See, it really isn't going to last a long time, if you haven't kissed him even that much," he said.

"Kissing doesn't make the couple," I said.

"Yeah, well considering that you two aren't really one, I guess you would know," he said.

I am so pissed right now, I think that I could use those anger managment classes.

"Yeah, well since you don't have many relationships, I guess you wouldn't know," I said. Than I closed my locker and turned away before it could excalate into a fight. I really hated fighting with Cameron, but sometimes the people you love could use a good verbal smacking.

I went to all my classes, looking forward to especually to lunch, where I could sit and talk to Keegan about how crazy Cameron is being. When the fourth period bell rang, I hustled out to find a table where just Keegan and I could talk. I saw him waiting at a table for us.

"Hey Keegan," I greeted.

"Oh, hey, listen I...we, have to talk," he said.

My heart dropped. I swear, that those are the most sucky words in the English dictionary.

"Uh-huh," I urged him to go, my voice almost cracking.

"Well, since you are my girlfriend now, I was wondering if you would like to come to my basketball games," he said.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Wait? That's what we have to talk about?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah. Why? Was there something else that you wanted to talk about?" he asked.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Than I fake hit him in the arm.

"What's the for? Ow," he said.

"I thought that you were going to break up with me when you said 'we need to talk.' You scared the everloving crap out of me," I said breathing a few sighs of relief.

"So... do you want to come to some of my games?" he asked.

"Yeah, of course, I'd love to watch you. Hey is your brother as good at basketball as you are?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No. He plays football. He's on the junior varsity team. He's the head quarterback," he answered.

"Omigosh, I got to meet the two hottest guys in school," I said.

He laughed.

"Hey are we still going to hook him up with Addison?" he asked. I gasped.

"Oh yeah! Okay, I'll go find her, you go find Connor, and we'll make them sit at the table by each other," I said pointing to a two person next to us.

"Okay," Keegan agreed.

We split up to find the people. First person I found was Dillon, sitting with Cameron, laughing over exploding a ketchup packet on the ground.

"Dillon!" I shouted.

"What?" he asked suddenly turning around to me.

"I need to know where your sisters are," I said.

"Heather is eating with her boyfriend, and Addison is alone over there since her friend is sick or something," he said pointing.

I looked to see a girl with pretty blonde hair playing with her food, bored out of her mind. From the back I wasn't so sure, but when I got closer, I could tell it was Addison.

"Hey Addison," I greeted when I got to her table. Her eyes were green just like Connors. Perfect for each other right? Just nod.

"Oh, hi Madison," she said.

"So I see that you are eating over here by yourself," I said.

"Yeah. My friends gave each other the flu, but I didn't get it thankfully," she said.

"oh well that's too bad. Hey and also I hear that you're single and looking," I said.

She got a wierd expression on her face.

"Listen Madison, we can be friends and all, but I'm just not that kind of person and-"

"Not me! You thought that I was going to ask you out didn't you?" I asked.

She nodded wierdly. "Uh huh. So you're not? Good. It was freaking me out," she said.

"No, but I know somebody who you would like. He's my boyfriends twin brother," I said.

"Really?" who is that.

"His name is Connor," I said.

"No! Connor Johnson! In the tenth grade! Me!? Are you serious?" she asked.

"Yeah. Keegan and I are going out, and we want to hook you guys up. Come on! Grab your food," I said grabbing her arm. I looked at the table we had reserved for them. Connor was already there laughing with Keegan. I sat Addison down right in front of him.

"Addison, this is Connor, Connor, Addison. Good-bye!" I said leaving them two alone.

Keegan smiled at me introducing them like that, and we sat down a few tables away at our original table.

"So, when is your next home game?" I asked.

"Tomorrow," he answered.

"Okay, I'll go to that," I said.

"Sweet. We play our rivals. Morthyingham Hieghts," he said.

"Oh, those rich preppy snobs?" I asked.

He nodded. "That's the one."

We finished talking, and left the table, agreeing for him to walk me home.

"Why don't we ever go to your house?" I asked.

"You don't want to go to my house," he said.

I nodded. "Yes I do," I said.

"No. It's a sty," he said.

"I don't believe you."

We fake argued like that a little bit longer until I officialy lost before we rounded the corner in opposite ways to our next class.

After school Keegan walked me home, (with his arm around my waist!) and dropped me off at the steps.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Make sure your parents let you get a ride to the game," he said.

"Okay," I said and smiled. He returned it, his light pink lips turning up, and coming closer until we kissed good bye on the steps of my house, just like I always imagined, having a boyfriend kiss me good-bye.

"See ya," he said.

"Yeah, see ya," I said. He turned down the sidewalk to leave, while I lost glance of his gorgeous ice blue eyes.

I smiled, and opened the door with my keys to allow me to enter the house. When I closed the door behind me, a voice rang out, startiling me.

"How was that kiss?" I reallized it was mom.

"Huh?" I asked playing it off.

"I don't know. I just wanted to ask and see if you get all paranoid, so I could see if there was one," she said.

I laughed. Thank goodness that she didn't look out the window or something.

"Hey mom, I'm going to Keegans basketball game tomorrow," I said.

"Oh, okay I guess. What time will you be home?" she asked.

I shrugged.

"I don't know probably around eight," I said.

"That's pretty late. You need some money to get something to eat?" she asked.

"I don't know. Actually the team normally goes out to eat down the road with their girlfriends I hear. If they team wins than the boys pay, if they loose, the girls pay, so I should just in case. And I will call you if I plan on coming home after eight," I said.

"Okay," mom agreed handing me some money. "Oh, and I hope you don't like that outfit 'cause you will never be let out of the house again in that," she joked. We smiled, and I went into my room to do my homework. The next day, I just wore some tight jeans, and a tight white tee. I also grabbed a pink purse that matched my pink sandals. Ever since eighth grade I've actually cared about matching purses and belts, and such. It's weird.

Keegans friends picked me up again, only I reallized that today, Connor was driving, Addison was in the passenger seat, and Keegan and Trevor where in the back, so there was actually room for me today.

"Hey, tomorrow it's your boyfriends turn to drive, so you get the passenger seat tomorrow curly," Trevor said. Than I reallized that he was talking to me.

"Oh, um, okay," I said.

"Hey! My girlfriend is too hot to be called curly," Keegan said.

I smiled.

"Hey when do you have a next concert?" he asked.

"Um, Friday in San Fransisco, and than I stay the night and perform somewhere else in that city, so two more days," I said.

He nodded.

"I'm gonna find a way to atleast come to one of them okay?" he asked.

"Well, Friday is sold out, but I could give you a ticket to Saturdays," I said.

"Ahem," Connor interupted. "Who's driving? I think that I deserve a little recognition too."

"Yeah dawg, and me. I'm your boyfriends friend. I'm the one who keeps him sane," Trevor spoke up.

I laughed. "Yeah, I've got enough for all of you. I just need to check with my manager to see if it's okay to give away that many tickets."

"well than why would they give you them?" Connor asked.

"No idea."

We pulled into school, and it was full of spirit, since there was a football game, and a basketball game after school.

All day long I was excited about the basketball game. I had gone to middle school ones, but not high school ones. And my super awesomly hot boyfriend invited me, so that's a cherry on a sundae. After school, Keegan and I walked down to the locker rooms, where we split up, and he went to change, and I found a spot in the gym for the pep rally. Cameron and Dillon surrounded me, and I got caught up on all that I had missed over the passed two days with them. Cameron and Dillon where going to the football game since they had a senior friend who invited them.

The cheerleaders came out, and got everyone to stand up, and than did a five minute cheer, with flips and stuff. Than the football players came out, and so did the basketball players, and they had a competiton to see who could get the most noise out of their side of the bleachers. I'd say that they tied, but I'm not completely sure. When the pep rally was over, half the people went outside for the football game, and I stayed with the basketball people.

"Go Keegan!" I yelled.

Than the Morthyingham Heights Cats came in and they split the court in half to practice. They had ten more minutes left when I went to go get some popcorn. Soon time was running out and the stands where screaming, "Chargers! Chargers! Chargers!" I than noticed the red and yellow banner on the wall for our school colors saying, 'Bayview High Chargers charging away the competition'. It felt cool to be a part of of Bayview High. For the first time I felt like somebody. Even on stage, I couldn't get that proud feeling that I saw while looking at that banner.

All of a sudden, Keegan was calling me down to the bench with the guys on it, and the basketball players girlfriends where down there too, wishing them good luck.

"Hey," he said when I got down there. We got into a deep good luck kiss, for a moment, before we pulled away.

"Good luck. Beat the snot out of these guys," I said.

He smiled.

"Easier done than said," he said.

I laughed.

"Hey, what's your name? Madison?" some girl said.

I turned to see number 18s girlfriend yelling at me.

"Come sit with us," she invited.

I turned to Keegan.

"Go. It's the players girlfriends. They all sit together."

"Okay," I agreed. Than I hugged him. "Better now than to do now than when you are all sweaty after the game."

He smiled and I went into the bleachers with that junior who invited me. I noticed they all had t-shirts that were yellow with red glue stuff in letters saying numbers and names of there boyfriends.

"So, Keegans got a freshman?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'm Madison," I said.

"Jenny. This is Lauren, Stace, Brittany, Miranda, Shaylee, and Kristen," she introduced. We all met, and I found out that I was the only freshman. Everyone else was a junior or sophmores. Even a senior.

You could easily tell who's girlfriend they were because that's who they cheered for. I didn't want to toot anybodys horn, but Keegan is there best player. He could probably even make varsity. I watched him make endless amounts of baskets.

It was close the entire time, with one team always trailing within four points behind. Miranda's boyfriend made the winning shot with only ten seconds left, leading Bayview by two in the final score. Everyone fled down there, and hugged their boyfriends, and people who weren't dating the players also came on to the court.

"Hey, you ready to go out to pizza. Boys are buying," Keegan said.

"Yeah," I smiled. We checked the football score, who weren't done by the time that we were. It was fifty to twenty two, and we were loosing. We all made our way to the place down the road, and ate out.

"So what do your parents do for a living?" Keegan asked.

"Both my parents work for a company that I can never remember the name of because it's so long and complicated, but mom is a secretary and dad is manager of the fifth floor," I answered.

"Oh that place downtown," he said.

"Yeah," I agreed. "What do your parents do?"

"My mom works as a grocery store clerk, but is looking for a new job. She lost her old one as a house realtor because the company went down the drain," he said.

"Oh. Well than what does your dad do?" I asked.

"I'm not ready to talk about it," he said.

"Oh. I'm sorry, if he's...dead," I said.

He shook his head. "He's alive. But he ain't got much of a life. Let's not talk about it now. Some other time,' he said. Connor came in and told us about how he had saved the game to win fifty to fifty four.

I agreed. He put his arm around me.

After dinner we pulled into his driveway, because I wanted to see what his house looked like, no matter what he said about not wanting me to.

"Bye Keegan, I'll see you tomorrow," I said.

Connor and Keegan made there way up the driveway, and all of a sudden there door snapped open.

"Where the hell have you been?" a man grouched.

"Dad. I told you we had a game tonight," Connor answered.

Connor and Keegan looked scared. I was scared to. I wondered why this guy was being so mean. I thought I heard Connor saying something about him being dad, but I wasn't sure.

"Get your ass in here! Now! I'm not putting up with this! There is no game tonight!" he yelled.

"Yeah there is dad. We both won," Keegan said.

"Bull crap, now get in here now before the police take you away," he said.

"Why would they do that?" Connor asked.

"Because, they know what you been up to," he said.

I looked close enough to see a beer bottle in his dads hand. I noticed that his speech was slurred quite a bit too, so I could tell that he was drunk.

"Dad, go have another drink," Keegan said. I could tell that he was embarrassed.

"Don't you ever, EVER, try to think that you can tell me what to do. Now get in the house!" his dad yelled. Connor and Keegan slowly made their way to the door. Keegan never turned around to flash me his world famous smile. Trevor, who was driving pulled out of the driveway.

"Now you know why he wouldn't talk about his dad. He never does," Trevor said.

I nodded. Even though I did know, I find it easy to believe that I wish that I didn't.