Love Cycle

Chapter 1 Part 1

Madison's POV

It was yet another boring day in class. Mr. Carter was lecturing about the different processes of rock formation. I couldn't care less.

A yawn escaped from my lips, earning me a look from Mr. Carter. He stood infront, arms crossing over his chest. The light emitted from outside making his hairless head shine. "Ms. Everdeen, kindly please tell me how metamorphic rocks are different from sedimentary rocks?" Mr. Carter asked expectantly.

I glanced around at my classmates, some were snickering, others were half asleep. I stood on the concrete floor for a good 5 minutes before hearing Mr. Carter sigh. Rubbing his closed eyes with the tip of his fingers he told me to sit down and listen more attentively.

My eyes dart to the seat 3 rows infront of my own as I sat down. Austin's jet black hair was slicked back effortlessly. Someone called out his name to ask for a pen, his side profile was undeniably well structured. Austin would've put Greek gods whole existence to shame. He was wearing denim jacket, His arm was draped around... Aubrey--ugh.

You would think that Aubrey is just some ordinary bitch. No. Aubrey is the physical embodiment of Satan herself. Her dark black hair was tied in a half pony tail, the ends of her hair flowing graciously over her shoulders. I could only see her back, there was nothing much to describe.

Austin, after lending the pen to his friend kissed Aubrey's head from the side. Oh, how much I wish that was me instead. To be under the arms of a strong independent man.

They were the Kings and Queens of this High school. The 'it' couple. I've known Austin from back at the city, he was the son of governor Herold. Herold sponsored my treatment back when I had an accident that almost costed me my life.

I was completely smitted by Austin. His charming smile and dark brown eyes. Perfect white teeth and husky muscular baritone voice. Every girl wanted him, every guy wanted to be him.

I could vaguely remember the last time I had a conversation with his annoying girlfriend though. It was like she hated every inch of my being the moment she laid her eyes on me.

Who even does that??

Part of me wants to belive that there's a loophole to her personality. Maybe something happened when she was young? Maybe she was abused? Or, maybe she's just liked being an asshole.

The bell rang, making me flinch at the suddenness. I was ogling so much I forgot about time. I gathered my stuff and started to head outside when a I tripped over something.

I looked up at the culprit, none other than Aubrey. Austin had a poker face, his hands still draped over her shoulders. A smirk playing on Aubrey's lips.

"Watch where  you're going, nerd." Aubrey snarled. "You don't want to ruin that already ruined face of yours." I felt like crying at that moment. People were glancing at us, at my idiocy. I felt my throat constrict and the stinging in my eyes.

I got up from my position and moved passed Aubrey, away from her oppression. Why did she have to be so mean?

I turned to the corner where the comfort room was located. My feet was mindlessly taking me there again, I guess. Locking the door, I sat on the white tiled floor. Finding comfort in the most disgusting places. Well, that's just who I am. Madison Everdeen, at your service.

Third person POV

Aubrey had never felt more guilty after tripping Madison over. The moment when Aubrey saw tears welling up on Madison's eyes all she wanted to do was hug her, tell her she didn't mean every word she said and whisper soothing words to Madison instead.