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PS, the point of views will probably switch around occasionally, based on how I think the story would be told best.
Jonica just kissed Spencer. And Spencer let her. Sure, it wasn't anything from a porn or something, just a little peck. But still. Spencer let her! As my mind was racing, I felt a light tug on my hand. Looking over at Madison, who was squealing at the screen and squeezing my hand, I let out a small laugh. I didn't want to ruin the movie for Madison, so I decided to push Spencer and Jonica to the back of my mind and just watch the movie. Not to mention the fact that looking over at them did no good, because the theatre was pitch black, minus the screen.
Madison stayed clenched onto my hand through the entire movie, I guess because of the excitement. It was cute, but my hand was killing me by the end of the movie. I could hardly hear Madison over the loud chatter as we stood up to leave. "And oh my god! The baseball scene! And whenever they were in the tree! Ooh, I'd be so scared!"
"And whenever he pushed her against the rock thing! Mmm!" What? Her enthusiasm is contagious. In the midst of rambling about Twilight with Madison, I had completely forgotten about the whole Spencer situation.
Almost.
As Madison and I were near the refreshments re-enacting the fight scene from the movie and laughing our heads off, out of the corner of my eye, I saw them. Looking towards them fully, I noticed Jonica's arm around Spencer. I felt sick as my stomach dropped. And I don't know whether it was seeing them or the fact that Madison had accidentally just hit me, but I'm guessing it was the latter.
"Oww, fuck!" I coughed out and grabbed my stomach. Madison immediately apologized, clenching onto me, making sure I was okay. I couldn't help but laugh at the concerned look on her face, which changed her expression to confused.
"What?" She smiled slightly and tilted her head to the side like Spencer does..
My face dropped whenever I remembered Spencer was lying to me. My best friend.
"Hey…" A timid voice came from Madison, laced with comfort. "Are you okay?"
"What? Yeah. You, uh, didn't hit me that hard," I attempted a smile that came out feeble. She smiled sadly in return, looking in the direction I had my eyes fixed on earlier. An angry growl-like sound came out of her mouth.
"I can't fucking believe her. Lying to you just to be out with that.. Thing! She could at least have had the decency to go to a different theatre. God, I swear-"
"Madison, it's fine," I cut the fuming Latina off in hopes of not getting attention. But, looking over at Spencer, I noticed that my attempt had failed. She was staring right at us, with her arms around Jonica's neck going limp and shock spread across her face. I looked away quickly, but I could feel her stare burning a hole through me. I felt Madison's hands on my shoulders, causing me to reluctantly look up at her. I've never felt more pathetic in my life. Or humiliated. The cold, angry look she had on a second ago softened.
"Lets get out of here, okay?"
"Yeah," My voice cracked, giving away the hurt I felt. She lightly tugged on my hand and we made our way out of the theatre, but didn't get too far before I felt another hand on my shoulder. And that's when the yelling began.
"Excuse the fuck out of you! Do you really think she wants to talk to you, let alone have you touching her?!" I felt Madison's perfectly manicured hand leave mine and the next thing I know she's pushing Spence off of me, which results in them shoving each other around.
"What the-" Taking a deep breath, Spencer forcefully pushed Madison away once again, "Fuck, Madison!" I started to grab Spencer, but Jonica beat me to it, wrapping her arms around MY best friend's waist. I noticed a smirk that was only on her face for a split second and anger seared through me.
"What the fuck are you smiling about?!" I angrily spat and pulled Madison off of Spencer, whom both stared at me in shock. Jonica just looked at me, expressionless for a second before her lips curled up into that stupid smirk she seems to always be sporting. What does she have that I don't? I could be a better girlfriend to Spe-
WHOA. What?
Between being confused at what I had just thought and that stupid fucking look on Jonica's face, I just couldn't handle it. Refusing to look at Spencer, I grabbed Madison's wrist and stormed away to my Jeep. I wasn't followed by Spencer or her cries for me to stay, which made me even angrier.
I got into the driver's seat and clenched onto the steering wheel, my anger building by the second. My best friend of nine years ditches me, lies to me, and replaces me with some ratty-looking new girl and doesn't have the decency to apologize.
"Ashley…" I heard a small, timid voice. I had forgotten Madison was even with me, I was so lost in thought. Whenever she placed her hand on my leg, I looked over at her and felt the anger slowly dwindle. "I'm sorry," She looked so.. Cute whenever she was concerned. Smiling, I put my hand over hers, gently squeezing it.
"It's not your fault," Just as the words left my mouth, it hit me. If I were a cartoon, a light bulb would have appeared above my head. "Hey, wanna spend the night, babe?" She giddily nodded in response, like a little school girl just asked to her first dance. I just smiled cockily in return and intertwined our fingers as I started driving off to my house.
