Madeline was one of a kind to you. You wanted so bad to be her friend but there were sooooo many times she’d get on your nerves.

You were both on the same volleyball team and you could say you were one of the forgotten ones while she was… well she was in the popular group. You know… the one who thinks they’re better just because they’ve got a talent and get pissed when you do something wrong. And out of all of her friends, she was the one you found acceptable.

You always admired her from afar, although your friends always insisted you had a crush on her. But you always said it was a friend crush and that you only wanted to be her friend because she was cool, pretty and talented. Sometimes you doubted it though (because sometimes you stalked her on social media because she never even once glances at you. WAIT WHAT HUH? NOOOO I WOULD NEVER DO THAT). cough cough

And today at one of your practices she did one of those things you HATED. While you were practicing with your friend your serves, she randomly put herself in front of you, took the ball and walked away as if nothing happened.

While you glared at her and shared a look with your friend, you didn’t notice a ball flying to your direction and hitting you square in the face, knocking you off your feet.

Mads immediately notices and exclaims “holy shit are you okay?”