groupchat; wwk

fifty one

madison//
i instantly clench my fists and sit down, across from them.
"heyyyyy luna." weston says, clearly uncomfortable.
"how've you been?" she says, batting her faux eyelashes.
i scoff and her head swivels in my direction, making her roll her eyes.
"oh look, it's mads."
i glare at her.
"you can't call me that, we aren't friends."
she scoffs at me and turns her attention back to weston.
"i uh, i've been fine, i guess." weston responds, trying to make eye contact with me.
i look away, realizing he hasn't made her get off his lap.
i lock eyes with ariel as she gives me a sympathetic look.
i roll my eyes and start to play in my phone and try to block her out.
i'm dreading this already.
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we all get back in the bus, luna bringing her things in.
we give her the bottom bunk, because that's the last one.
weston comes up to me and touches my shoulder, and i finch away.
"mads?"
i don't respond and begin to go get my things to sleep in.
"mads. come on."
"leave me alone weston." i say, and slam the bathroom door behind me.