Disclaimer: I don't own PRMF, blah blah blah.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This is set a day or so after the previous drabble and a couple weeks before Broken Spell.
Challenge
Thank God Chip called me to ask me to switch shifts with him at work this morning. He wasn't scheduled until three, and I would have gone in at nine-thirty if it wasn't for him. I was in no mood to drag myself into the store that early on this Saturday morning.
I didn't sleep well last night. Which was weird, since the Friday before had been busy and exhausting. School till three, work from four to nine, a late dinner with Madison, Chip, and Vida. I've been hanging out with them a lot ever since I started working with them, especially Madison. Not that I'm complaining; I always enjoy spending time with her. That's how it works, right? You always like being around the people you like.
Anyway, I tossed and turned in bed last night. I've had a lot of stuff on my mind lately. Usually I don't get stressed over school or work or life in general, but this was different. I wasn't stressed about anything – the problem was, I couldn't get Madison out of my mind. How much I missed her when she wasn't around; how much I loved her every playful swat on my arm or jab at my shoulder when I said something goofy; how, whenever I stood next to her, I just wanted to grab her and kiss her….
A little aggressive, maybe. But I'd thought about kissing her plenty of times before. I've even tried a few times, but one time Chip came dancing through the store's storage room, and once when we were hanging out in Madison's bedroom, her sister came barging in without knocking. Even my mom ruined a moment for us. Madison and I had been in my room, studying for a test. I would have grabbed her face and kissed her if my mom didn't come in and force us to go eat dinner with her and my father.
It's funny how a lack of privacy can kill someone's desires in an instant.
I might have been more successful if I'd just asked her on a date instead of immediately attempting to kiss her. Well, that's easier said than done, as people say. At least, that was the case with Madison. It was hard to ask out a girl I genuinely liked. And Madison's difficult. She didn't always notice subtle hints, and I wasn't about to strap a sign around my neck declaring my feelings for her. She didn't respond well to pick-up lines, either. Not that I would try one with her. If I wanted to fail horribly at asking her on a date, I would. If I wanted to her to laugh at me, I would. I didn't want either of those things, obviously. Besides, I couldn't treat Madison like just another girl because she wasn't just another girl to me. I honestly respected her and valued her, and I didn't want her thinking she meant nothing to me.
She was supposed to have worked the morning shift with me, which is part of the reason why I was relieved that Chip wanted to switch our schedules. I think I need a bit of time away from her, to figure out exactly how to approach her without having to worry about being interrupted or scaring her off. It would be a challenge, but I knew I had to come up with something.