Shawn's P.O.V.

Mads and I arrive at the high school half an hour early. Which is good because I want to talk to her about Jake. I mean, why is she going to go out with him when we already planned to go out? I know that she chose me over him, but Im a little upset that she didnt tell me. Plus, it had been on my mind all week.

Hey Mads, I turn to look at her after I park.

She locks her gaze on me, raising an eyebrow. I learned that her eyebrow raise signaled that she was listening.

So... why did Jake get so upset the other day? I know that he likes you and all, but he also said something about you and him going on a date?

Shes silent for a minute, as if trying to find the right words to say.

Shawn, Jake asked me out on a date before you did. I honestly forgot about that date because of you, but I didnt go out with him after that either. I like you Shawn. Not Jake. Mads explains.

Okay. I nod, believing her but still slightly upset.

Awkward silence follows for several minutes. I bite my lip, not sure what to say.

Shawn, you can be upset at me. I would be hurt too. Just dont let this affect what we have. She smiles at me.

Yeah I trail off, well um wed better get inside.

I push away the hurt that racked my chest, and get out of the car. Mads follows, the mood becoming somber instead of the happy carefree way it was when I picked her up. Did I mess it up already? And this badly that it was awkward all over again? Ugh! I run a hand through my hair in frustration, walking away from Madison. I dont want to mess anything else up, so I need to distance myself for a little while. Mark, one of my good friends, notices how down I must look, because when I walk into class, he notices.

Hey Shawn, why so blue? You usually have this glow about you, but today you seemupset about something. Is it related to Madison? He gets straight to the point, leaning over so he can talk privately with me.

We always sat right next to each other in History, which is good, especially for mornings like this.

Hey Mark. Um, its just awkward between Mads and I right now because I was stupid and asked a dumb question. I mutter.

Wow really? What did you ask? He raises his eyebrows.

I just asked why she was going to go out with Jake instead of me

Wait what?

Yeah he asked her out before me but she chose to go out with me instead. And thats why it was stupid to ask her because she had already chosen to hang with me, but I was curious.

Mark whistles, Thats tough man. But I dont think it was stupid to ask. I probably wouldve too. But why are you so blue?

For no good reason. I guess Im upset over nothing. But I dont want to talk to Mads right now cause I feel like that was such a dumb move. Im too fricking sensitive!

Dude shell understand. She does understand. But dont push her away. Thatll make everything worse.

Boys, would you both like detention? Miss Devine snaps, grabbing our attention.

No maam. We respond in unison.

Then I suggest you shape up and listen to the lesson. If I hear one more word, then you will have a two-hour detention after school. Do you understand? She raises an eyebrow for effect.

Yes maam.

Good. Now

Music class comes all too soon. Im not ready to see Mads yet. But I have to go to class. Maybe I can avoid her and sit across the room? No. Then she would wonder what the matter is. Or worse, she might get hurt, and I cant let that happen. But I dont want to have anymore awkward conversations with her. Its killing me.

I guess I just have to anyway. Theres no way out.

After grabbing my guitar, I hurriedly walk to class. I always love to be early so I can prep for the new lesson. I sigh in relief when the room is empty. I set my stuff down and bring out my guitar. Tuning it is easy, I dont need a tuner anymore since I know if a note is flat or sharp. I start strumming some chords absentmindedly. I cant get Madisons smile out of my head. The way she smiles when shes happy. Really happy. She hadnt smiled like that at all morning untilwe talked about a relationship. And then I smiled and then she smiled, as if it made her day. Maybe it did. I hope so.

Hey Shawn. Someone says.

I know that voice. Its sweet, rough around the edges. Its her. The most beautiful girl that Ive ever known. And she comes up to me and smiles happily, like shes supposed to all the time.

Hey Mads. I choke on my words as I take her in.

Everything about her just fits. Her long brown hair, blue-green eyes, pink lips, expressive eyebrows, her curvy body that seems to meld perfectly with any clothing that she chooses to wear. Today, she wears a black t-shirt, jeans and her converse. One of her favorite outfits I might add. And now, right when Im so emotional, she just kills me so completely. I cannot breathe.

Hey, whats up? You seem a little out of it today. Something wrong?I mean, other than our misunderstanding earlier? She asks, furrowing her eyebrows.

She takes the seat next to me, setting her stuff down and taking her guitar out.

Oh um, no. Sorry I was kinda dumb earlier, I just uh, was curious about the whole Jake thing. I stammer.

Its okay and youre not dumb. But if you wanna talk about anything then Im here for you. She smiles again, then leans over to kiss my cheek.

Her soft lips tickle my face, making my face radiate heat. The butterflies are ecstatic, thats for sure. But they cant help it. She makes them go crazy from the shortest text to the sweetest kiss. All of it drives me insane. But I love it. She giggles at my red face, then turns to tune her guitar. By the time we finish prepping, class is starting. And for once thats okay. Not just because its music class, but also because she makes everything better.

Madisons P.O.V.

I stand in a daze as Shawn walks away from me. Thats so weird for him. Hes always giddily holding my hand, talking about the new songs hes learned and wrote, asking me how my songs are coming along, and stealing kisses whenever he could. It actually kind of scared me, when he muttered that we should go inside. He never cared that much about getting to class early, or on time for that matter. Oh gosh what did I do?! Those last minutes were so awkward. I groan quietly to myself, ruffling my hair. Im still standing in the parking lot. And mind you, its still pouring down rain. So much for getting a ride to stay dry. By the time a sulk into the building I know my books are going to at least be damp, if not drenched. UGH. I need to fix myself up. This is stupid. Nothing is ruined, not yet anyway. Okay maybe the books but thats beside the point. I hurry to my locker, stuffing unneeded slightly wet books on the shelf, and grabbing my makeup kit and hairbrush. Just as I slide all of it into my bag, someone slams my locker in front of my face. HOW COULD THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE?!

Look what we have here, Miss Goody Two-Shoes all soaked from the rain. A whiny, irritating voice says.

I look up into three perfectly manicured faces. Two were glaring, and the middle girl was smirking. Evilly I might add.

Hi Sabrina. I murmur, picking up my bag.

You didnt say hello to my friends Madison. She shoves my bag off my arm so it falls on the ground.

Unfortunately for me, in my hurry I hadnt zipped up my bag, so everything scatters on the floor.

Sabrina! I yell at her, kneeling down to collect my things.

Henderson, She squats down so that shes eye level with me, Shawn is mine. Leave him alone.

I go to stand up with my things when she grabs my shirt.

I mean it. Dont try me. If you do, then I will make your life miserable. She threatens, then shoves me out of the way, only to scatter my things on the floor again.

Her goons follow, arms crossed and pretty evil smiles etched on their perfect faces.

Dazed, I stand alone, staring at the floor which is covered in my school supplies. I dont want to pick them up right now. I set my bag down, then lean up against my locker. Why?

Hey Madison, A voice says, oh my gosh what happened? Are you okay? Its Sam.

He leans down, helping me stand up.

Whats wrong? He asks.

Oh um nothing. I shake my head.

I dont want him worrying about me.

Its not nothing. Is it Shawn?

No.

Then what is it? he inquires again.

Sabrina. I say under my breath.

What?! She has no right to hurt my best friend. I oughta-

Sam, no. Im fine. Were gonna be late to class. I stop him, trying a fake smile.

Dont try to smile if its not genuine. Its okay to be upset. Sam smiles knowingly, then pulls me into a hug.

Thanks Sam. I mutter, my voice muffled by his shirt.

Anytime. No matter what Ill be there. Okay?

Yeah. Thanks.

Okay, lets get you to class.

After Sam helps me pick up my stuff, he walks me to class. And after an eternity, its finally time for music class and I can finally see the boy that was on my mind all morning.

I walk into the room to find Shawn strumming some chords on his guitar. I smile to myself, remembering that I had done this only two weeks earlier. I was so nervous. I laugh under my breath and go up to say hi. Wait. I stop myself.

Sabrina wasn't kidding when she said she would make my life miserable. She has the means to do it, that's for sure. Her dad is -yep you guessed it- the principal.

But you know what?

I don't care.

Hey Shawn. I walk up to him, setting my stuff down in the seat beside him.

Hey Mads. Shawn says.

Okay he more like chokes on his words. Hmm thats weird

Hey, whats up? You seem a little out of it today. Something wrong? I mean, other than our misunderstanding earlier? I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.

I sit down, then bring out my guitar to tune it.

Oh um, no. Sorry I was kinda dumb earlier, I just uh, was curious about the whole Jake thing. He stammers.

He is definitely acting weird. Why is he failing to keep eye contact?

Its okay and youre not dumb. But if you wanna talk about anything then Im here for you. I wink, then lean over to kiss his cheek.

Ill just ignore it for now. Hell get over it eventually. At least our relationship isnt something to add to my Horrible Things That Happened Today list.