A/N: Um, hi? I hope you see this soon. I'm actually thinking about making a writing schedule. Like, write this story at 8:00, and finish each chapter by the next Sunday. I think it would be a good idea, but yeah, it might not work.

So, at the end of this chapter I'll tell you what I've sorted out.

Well, now onto the story, it's now in Maddie's perspective. I did in fact skip an entire day from her world, and now it's the day after where we left off, and in class.

Enjoy!

I sat on the floor of the classroom, watching Ms. Thrussell talk to the class. I paid little to no attention, because I knew what we were doing that day. I wrote it on the board after she asked, but soon after, a student erased it. At this point, I had stopped caring when people ruined what I did.

When everyone stood, I just followed to where I was supposed to go. Apparently we were learning to dance, as there was a scene in the up-coming play we were preforming that required everyone to dance.

Everybody flocked to their best friend for a dancing partner, leaving me to stand in the back, alone. Yes, there was other people left out, but they quickly paired with each other. I sighed and leaned against the back wall. I simply listened to Thrussell talk about what you're supposed to do.

It was entertaining to watch all of the teenagers trip over their own uncoordinated feet. I chuckled to myself, as no one would see me in the back anyway.

I sunk into a ball in the corner of the choir class, knowing it wouldn't matter, and pulled out my sketch book.

I was slowly working on my drawing skill. I wasn't amazing, or the best artist in the school, but my skill surpassed the average third grader. I was proud of myself just for that.

As soon as I my pencil hit the paper to work on a drawing of a couple, I felt a horrible stabbing pain of a girl in high heels stepping on my foot.

I looked down after she had walked away, without noticing me. My foot had a reasonably sized cut, and a bruise already forming.

I pulled myself up and gingerly walked up to the teacher.

"Excuse me?" I said, trying to be louder than the stereo right by me. I tried again when she didn't hear me. I grew frustrated and place my hand on her shoulder to get her attention. I watched her jump and turn around.

"Oh, my. You're freezing!" She said, a bit shocked. "Um... what was your name again?"

"Madelyn." I said, perturbed because she had already asked me that question that day. Twice.

"Ah, yes, Madelyn. What seems to be the matter?" She asked, not even turning down the music. She did lean in so she could hear my quiet voice.

"A girl stepped on my foot and it's bleeding." I just wanted to get to the nurse.

"You know that I want all girls dancing with guys." She said, with a hint of scolding in my voice.

"I wasn't dancing with her. She just backed up to far and stabbed my foot with her heel." My voice held the same casual tone as we spoke,

It took a few more minutes to convince her to let me limp to the nurses office which was down a set of stairs and to the left.

When I walked into the nurse's office, my eyes fell on a set of three boys in the gym uniforms. I looked at them and saw they were all disheveled, and the dark one had a large bruise on his face.

"David?" I asked out loud as I recognized the dark, slightly curly hair. His gaze shot up from the floor with an alarmed expression. It looked like there was a cut on his forehead that had just stopped bleeding.

I looked at the other two, much lighter guys sitting next to him. I recognized Mathias, he was on the hockey team, who was completely uninjured.

The last kid was staring at me blankly. He was about as big as Matt, with hair just as blonde. I looked at him, and my head had started throbbing. It was like every other time..

"Maddie!" I heard David say loudly, but I couldn't make anything else out, except for what maybe felt like someone picking me up off the ground and some female talking.

My headache slowly subsided and I was able to open my eyes. I found myself staring at the ceiling, laying down in the section of the nurses office meant for people who faint, or people who just had head injuries.

I sat up and soon clutched my head again out of dizziness. When the gray covering my vision subsided, I slowly stood up and looked down. My foot had some gauze taped to it, covering the cut I'd gotten earlier.

"You're awake." I heard the female voice from earlier say. I watched the nurse walk in through the door. "I saw why you'd come to the office and did it up for you." She said, nodding at my foot.

"Thank you." I muttered and looked up at the time, seeing that I had been out of it for almost an entire period. "I should be getting to class."

"I called your mother and she had told me that you have frequent migraines and faint from them often." She said, completely ignoring my past statement. I nodded, as I had been fainting at the house after I remembered certain things. It made no sense. "Well, we'd like to ask if you need help with something. I mean, fainting is a serious problem and we want to make sure all of our students are perfectly fine."

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine. I've talked to a doctor about my migraines and have prescription pain medication that I take at home." I said and watched her nod. "I'm assuming my mother gave the okay for me to take some of the medication I have checked into your office." I saw her nod again.

I soon followed her into the room where everyone's pills were kept, and took the amount she gave me without water.

I soon got a pass to my fourth hour, as the bell had rung while she was finding my pain killers. When I got to the class Ms. Kingsly simply went "Are you in my class?" I sighed and showed her the pass before taking my seat in the back of the class.

We were to work out of the book and study for the upcoming test, but I knew I didn't need to study in class. My mother would make me study when I got home, like she'd always done.

"Did you hear about the fight that happened in second period?" I heard a girl say nearby. It was two Asian girls who were pretending to study.

"No, I was in Choir." The second girl said. I leaned back in my chair, trying to hear better over the loud classroom.

"I was there!" The first girl said. I think her name was Tai. "Two boys got in a fight, and another guy tried to break them up!"
"Who was it?" The other one asked. It became apparent that the second girl was actually a very feminine guy.

"It was a guy named Jasper and he was seriously pissed at the kid he was beating up. He was called David." I was surprised that David had just let him do that. I also remembered I saw bruises on the orange eyed kid.

It was giving me a headache to just think about him.

"Who won?" The guy asked. I continued listening out of curiosity.

"I don't quite know. They were both pretty bloody afterward and the third kid broke them up before anything too serious happened." Tai said, and then chuckled. I personally didn't see what was so funny. "The teacher brought all three to the office, and they went to the nurse because they were both bleeding too bad."

"Do you think they'll be suspended?"

"Probably not. I mean, it's so close to that weird standardized test that are happening on Halloween."

I hoped she was right when she said they wouldn't be suspended.

I rubbed my face, knowing that I would have to talk to David later. It was frustrating beyond belief.

ΞΞΞTIMESKIPΞΞΞ

"He just hit me! I only hit him back out of self defense!" David insisted, trying to get people to stop staring at his bruised face by sitting in the corner with me.

"What I heard was you were both bloody and beat up." I said, raising my eyebrow. I didn't blame him for the snort he produced, because I knew my stern tone didn't mix with the quietness of my voice.

"I got mad, okay?" He said, trying to finish the conversation.

"Since when do you have anger management problems?" I asked, and he frowned at me.

"Leave it, Maddie."

"I want to know what happened."

"Just ask the kid on your hockey team, Matt was his name, right?" He didn't even want to do work, he just wanted to get off the subject.

"No. I want to know from you."

"Madelyn." He nearly growled. It almost scared me, and I shrunk into my seat. "This is something I'd like to keep to myself, and I would like you to respect it." He put extra emphasis on the last two words, making it sound very much like and order.

I was genuinely scared this time, and simply squeaked in response.

There was an uncomfortable silence between us for almost 20 minutes. I worked so I wouldn't have to sit awkwardly.

"Hey you guys?" I looked up at the English teacher we had, Ms. Scriven. She was an extremely quiet person, almost like me. "You seem quieter than usual." She knew her class would always be loud, and she wondered what was wrong when anyone was quiet.

"It's just a conversation break. Nothing to worry about." David said and she nodded and went around to try to talk to the class.

"Sorry for pushing it." I said and he chuckled.

"Don't worry. I was just a little upset. Let's just look past it."

"If that was 'just a little upset', I'd hate to see you angry." I said and both of us laughed. "Do you end up like the Hulk?"

"Yes, but I turn into a huge banana and sexually harass people." He said and I laughed again.

It didn't take long for the bell to ring. The class rushed out and we followed loosely being them.

"Do you have hockey today?" He asked as we headed to my locker. I nodded as I opened it and my bag fell out onto my feet. I had washed my equipment the day before, and couldn't get into the hockey rink that morning to put it in the locker room. "Do you need a ride?" He asked as I pulled the large gym bag up onto my shoulder.

"Nah. Al is going to drive me." I said as I was started to tip over from the weight of the bag. David caught me as I stumbled and our faces got awkwardly close together.

I saw the blood rush into his face, and felt it happening to me. He was just so close... I could see the rippling pattern in his brown eyes, and felt my heart jump into my throat. He quickly let go of me and we stepped very far away from each other.

"Let's ignore that." He said and I nodded quickly before we walked down the stairs nearby.

I heard Gilbert's loud and exuberant voice in the same stairwell and started hurrying down.

"Hey!" He said, sounding excited. "We were looking for you." He said and gestured to Mathias.

I saw him glance over my shoulder at David and nod. I was glad they didn't hate each other after what had happened, even though Matt obviously wasn't in the fight.

We all walked to the hockey rink and David said his goodbyes. He needed to pick up his little sister from school.

"So.." Gilbert said with a visible smirk. "What were you and David doing up there?" He nudged my shoulder, which was more like a push, because of how small I was.

"My stuff spilled out of my bag." I said with an even tone. His expression fell and he rolled his eyes.

We each went into the locker rooms to change into our clothing we warm up in.

The door closed behind me and I exhaled slowly. The cold air felt amazing on my skin as I walked to the locker assigned for me.

I slowly undressed and looked down at my bandages. They weren't bloody and you wouldn't be able to see them through my leggings. I did end up unwrapping them and tightening them a bit so they wouldn't fall down.

I quickly pulled on my leggings and unbuttoned my top. It was gone with my bra and I quickly was covered again by my sports bra.

The door creaked open and I nearly yelled out of surprise.

"Maddie!" I heard Matt yell.

"I'm not decent!" I yelled back and heard the door creak shut, but not close.

"We need you in the field now!" He sounded annoyed. I grabbed my black t-shirt and shoes from the bag and ran to the door, turning it the shirt side out while opening the door. I didn't have a problem with them seeing me in a sports bra. I went to the pool with them all the time.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I hadn't gotten a rude removal from the locker room in a while.

"You were taking too long for coach." Matt said as we walked quickly through the hall. I rolled my eyes and pushed my shoes into his hands so I could pull the shirt over my head. "You don't have to be so pushy." He muttered as he pulled the folded socks out of one of the shoes.

I grabbed the socks and hopped along on each foot while putting the socks on. He opened the door for me and I pulled my shoes on in the same fashion.

Both of us ran across the grass to the group of standing guys. I could see the frustrated expression of Coach as I appeared.

"Sorry! I was having trouble with my leggings." I lied.

"If you're late one more time you get to do laps." He said and I mocked fear. He rolled his eyes and I crouched down to tie my shoes. "So, we're a month away from our game with Silverhill, and we need to get ready. I want each of you to come to every single meet, even if your mom says 'no, if you don't clean your room, I will.' Let her clean your room! I think she should know the nasty things you're into."

A collective chuckle came from the team and the coach talked for about five more minutes before we did warm ups.

Several people who were waiting for their ride in front of the school stared at us, as we were running in near freezing weather. After the warm up we walked inside and got into our equipment.

This time I pulled my bag out to change with the guys right next to the rink so I wouldn't do it too slowly. I also needed help lifting the shoulder pads up far enough to get in them.

"If you're so little, why do you even play hockey?" I heard Ivan after I had to ask for help with my jersey too.

"I'm fast. Also, It helps release several anger problems I have. Or at least, anger problems my mom says I have." I said and heard several boys chuckle. I was the only girl on the team, and I honestly wasn't the best, even if most of the boys said I was.

I flash of orange running down the stairs caught my attention. I looked up to see Anastasia walking quickly towards us. She was a cheerleader of sorts. Mostly she just helped with paperwork and bought us snacks.

"I'm sorry I'm so late! I forgot to bring food so I had to run to the store and then I started walking home and had to run all the way back!" She said, all in one breath. She dropped her orange bag into a seat.

"Are you sure it wasn't a boy?" I heard Tino say from the back of the crowd of boys. There were only nine of us, which was a bit disappointing. There was Ivan, Gilbert, Aske, Fredrick, Mathias, Berwald, James, Tino, and myself.

"Yes, I'm sure it wasn't a boy." She said, but with a little more red in her cheeks. I chuckled as I plopped down into a chair to put on my skates.

"I want everyone on the ice." Coach said, and a sense of rush struck all of the members that were still getting dressed.

ЖЖЖJASPER'S POVЖЖЖ

"What were you thinking?!" My father practically yelled in my face.

"I was thinking I was pissed!" I wasn't yelling, but I was damn near close.

"That is not an excuse for getting in a fight!" He exclaimed, obviously frustrated.

"Then how come you and Mom broke up?" I asked, and watched him grow furious. He reached out and slapped me. The crack rang out through the back room and I bit my lip, knowing I shouldn't have done that.

He didn't even say anything as he turned around to leave the room.

"Go and do you work in the kitchen. I leaving to get medicine for me and Bella. Also, Henri's getting a cough." He muttered before walking out the door and slamming it behind him.

I sighed and sunk to the ground, holding my head.

It just happened. I didn't mean to lash out at the kid, he had just insulted me and it really struck a nerve. If dad had known what he said he would have probably hit him too.

"Maybe if you didn't do as many drugs, you might have some skill in playing football."

"I don't do drugs.. I don't know why everyone assumes I do." I muttered to myself.

I stood up, forcing myself not to yell and punch a wall or something.

When I walked back into the kitchen, I found Henri wearing a face mask like the other two in the house.

"You want me to make soup later?" I asked and saw him nod as he was putting a pan of brownies in the oven.

Both of us worked in the kitchen until 8. He walked to his room so I was left to clean up the kitchen and the front room.

When I was done I want back to count up the money in the register and make soup for all of my family to eat tomorrow.

After I was done with the trivial work, I looked out of the shop and onto the street. I was starting to get a sinking feeling in my chest that I couldn't quite place.

My feet carried me to the door and onto the street as if they were acting on their own will.

I walked down the street and found myself walking to the bridge. I felt uneasy about coming back all the way to where I'd seen a girl jump off a bridge.

When I got there I noticed the chain link fencing was taller than before. I guess it's a safety precaution.

I sat down, staring at the dark sky. It was obviously cloudy, as the light of the moon was skewed by the clouds.

"Hey, kid." I jumped as I heard a voice from next to me. I turned around to see a cop car, and a man hanging out the window. "What're you doing our here so late?" He asked, not acting like I was a threat, but he was merely curious.

"I lost a friend here." I said, only partly lying. I got up and brushed myself off. "I should really head home."

"Do you need a ride?" He asked, noticing both of us had clouds coming from our breath.

"Sure." I muttered and got in the back. We were silent for most of the ride.

"So, you were friends with the missing girl?" He asked. The girl that jumped off the bridge was a strange anomaly for everyone on the police force. There were no reports of missing children, and there was no body found in the lake downstream. There were things like a shoe and a torn beaded necklace recovered, but those were common things to find.

"Yeah. I mean, I knew her, but she wasn't my friend." I said and continued to stare out the window.

"So, she was like a friend of a friend?" He asked and I agreed quietly.

We were at the bakery quickly and I got out. I waved to the officer and walked back in, feeling the air conditioning hit me like a wall.

It needed to be that way because of the cakes. Also, it kept bugs from flying in.

I heard a groan from my father's room, but ignored it as I walked upstairs.

Showering wasn't something I honestly cared about until morning, so I simply flopped onto my bed and slept.

A/N: So, um, yeah. As a hint to all those names listed on the hockey team, It's Prussia, Russia, all five Nordics, Antarctica, and Maddie.

I felt like making Antarctica a character. He's cool.

So, sorry about the boring chapter, I just want to tell you things will pick up soon. Like, really pick up. Also, um, yeah, there's a romance between David and Maddie because reasons.

Those reasons are mostly, "They're both completely ignored countries! It's not logical, but it's cute."

The former was taken from a conversation with my friend.

Finally, the schedule is to update every other Tuesday. Because I felt like it. This is also subject to change.

Please review, it makes me happy.