Chapter 15 (Madison)
I had been snacking on chips and salsa for 15 minutes at a local Mexican place. It was 12:20 he was twenty minutes late. Twenty minutes! What happened? Was he standing me up? Or did something bad happen to him? I couldn't decide which was worse. Luckily the place was busy and a waitress hadn't been over yet to take my order. That would have been so embarrassing.
I checked my watch again, 12:25. What happened? I was starting to get seriously worried. "Miss me?"
I heard a voice say behind me.
I turned to see Ned standing there. Thank goodness. "It's about time you showed up," I snapped.
"I over slept," he shrugged.
"It's noon," I reasoned.
"I went to sleep at about 2 a.m. I just woke up at 11:30," he reasoned.
"Whatever."
"Were you worried about me?" he grinned.
"Nope," I answered a bit too quickly.
He went around the table to sit at the other side, his hand brushing mine on the way. My heart sped up.
"So how do you think it went?" he asked going straight to the point.
Well let's see, I started to like you, fully knowing you could never like me back. I actually had a good time which didn't help the trying to not like you thing. I'm not sure whether to just admit I like you and see if you like me back or just try to deny everything, and both seem impossible. Let's not forget that my sister made out with your brother having the opposite effect we wanted, and making this whole thing have me this confused for probably no reason. Besides that, it went great. "I think it went good. I don't think they were expecting us to actually like each other, or well, act like we did," I said, but it wasn't what I wanted to.
"Yeah, but did you hear about Ted and Reagan? It made the plan kind of backfire," he finished just as the waitress finally got to us.
After the waitress took our orders I said, "Well I knew there had to be some reason my sister was so happy this morning."
"Yeah, apparently Ted kissed her," he looked down at the table.
"I heard," I stated. "And on the subject of kissing, why did you kiss me?" There was a certain answer I was hoping for, I wanted to.
"I miscalculated," he said simply.
I really wanted to know what he meant by that. I miscalculated as in, I miscalculated as to how much I like you? "Explain."
"I accidentally kissed you instead of kissing your cheek, that's all. No need to kill me," he smirked.
UUURGGGGGGG! Why? Why couldn't it have been that he actually likes me?
Because you would kill him! Because you do not like him!
I repeat, UUUR GGGGGGG!
"I guess we'll have to end the plan. Then you and Ted and Sinead can go back to your home and get Ted and Rea away from each other," sadness slipped into my voice.
"Yeah, that would be best," he sighed. "When?"
"Well," I thought for a moment. "There's a dance at my school in a few days, I wasn't planning on going, but we could 'break up' then."
"That'll be good, believable. Just say we didn't have much in common," he said.
The waitress brought out our food and we ate in silence for a long time, it was a very awkward silence. "So I guess we'll just get caught calling each other once or twice 'till then?" I finally asked.
"Yeah, that would be best," he said more to himself then me, which confused me.
After eating we went our septet ways. I felt so empty, like I knew I was going to lose something important, but I had to shrug it off and keep going, just like I always had. Why? Because I was Madison Holt. The girl who didn't get crushes or act girlly or ask for advice. The girl who was crazy for an Ekat, that shouldn't be.