Ella and I walk into the classroom together, and sit in our respective seats. The teacher, who is a young man with short brown hair smiles at Ella. She smiles and blushes a bit. Why the hell is she smiling at him like that? I grab her hand and look at her. She rolls her eyes when we make eye contact, as if to tell me not to worry. I shrug it off and look around the room. The girl from this morning, Madison, is seated near the back of the room. Her long brown hair is partially hidden under a blue beanie. God, I love beanies. Ella doesn't wear them, but I want her to. Girls in beanies are really gorgeous. Ella catches me staring and glares at me. I wonder what her problem is today! She's never like this. Usually Ella's rather clingy and always giggling. Now, she's rolling her eyes for the hundredth time this morning, and a sour expression adorns her face.

When the class is finally over, I grab her hand and walk with her to an empty classroom. "What is your problem? You've been glaring at me and rolling your eyes all throughout class!" I finish with a sigh, waiting for her excuse. "You wouldn't stop staring at that girl! She's. it even your type!" Ella is very angry. I can tell because her face is bright red. "How the hell do you know my type, Ella? Plus, you were making google eyes at Mr. Styles!" Ella sighs and frowns deeply. "I'm really sorry. I'm just feeling jealous." I scowl back at her. "I'm going to my class. I'm done with this conversation."

I turn to walk away and see Madison turning the corner too. "Hey, Madison!" I jog to catch her. She looks at me and looks away. "Why are you so quiet again?" She sighs sadly. "I don't want your girlfriend to get mad at me." Madison starts to walk away from me, but I won't let her. "No, don't worry about her. She's in a funk today." This makes her laugh a bit. "Who even says funk anymore," she says with a smile. I just point to myself and chuckle. With a laugh and a shake of her head, she's on the move.

Once I make it to my next class, I find Madison and sit right behind her. She's so caught up in what she's drawing that she doesn't see me. "Hey!" I poke her shoulder. She jumps really high. "Funny seeing you here, Maddie. Can I call you that?" Madison smiles lightly and nods. "Yeah. That's what a lot of people call me, actually." I raise my eyebrow, seeing as I've never heard anybody call her that. "Fine. Any friends call me that." I tilt my head now, just to mess with her. "I do too have friends!" I just laugh as the teacher calls us to attention.