Static Cling (Chapter 5)

Madeline sprinted towards the lunch table and skimmed on the bench, seating herself. Her girlfriends eyed her as she stared at the entrance.
"Look," she told her girls.
They switched their eyes to the door and perceived Chad walking by, hand in hand with a green-eyed, blonde-haired, white-skinned girl.
"You sent Chad to Samantha?" asked Andrea.
"Nope," responded Madeline. "I sent Samantha to Chad. I want nothing to do with him but at the same time, I want him to move on."
"You actually want the best for Chad?" questioned Skye.
"Yeah, I mean I can tell that he really changed. At least a little bit. And I need to make sure that he's out of my business."
"Tell us the truth, Madeline," started Debra. "If you weren't with Homer, how would you have really responded to Chad?"
"Honestly, the same way I did. I could've had a real relationship with him and he proved to me what kind of guy he was. But I hardly thought about him ever since my birthday bash so seeing him again made everything seem like a bigger deal than it was."
"What kind of man loves like this?" sang Lizzie.
Madeline laughed. "Better than Chad."
"I wish I was there," admitted Skye.
"No, you don't."
"So any plans with your dulce, Homer?" asked Andrea.
"I'm going to see him play lacrosse later this week. I'm making him a brownie."
"Brownie?" inquired Debra. "Singular?"
"Yeah, I told him I was going to make him one. Only one."
Skye scoffed. "You're petty."
"Hey, I might be petty but Homer doesn't mind. Besides, who needs a bunch of brownies when it goes down in the D.M.?"
The girls whooped and hooted while shooting glances at each other.
"I don't know what that means," Lizzie admitted.

Static Cling (Chapter 4)

The next day, after school, Madeline didn't go straight home with her car. She decided to hang out with her boyfriend, Homer, for a little while before he went to lacrosse practice. They walked through the halls, hand in hand, shooting the breeze.
"When's your next game?" Madeline asked.
"Next Monday," answered Homer.
"You want me to come?"
"Of course I want you to come."
"Then buy me a ticket."
"I thought you had money."
"I don't spend it on everything."
"If I'm buying the ticket, you have to get me something."
"Why do I have to get you something? Tickets cost, like, ten dollars."
"I feel that we should reciprocate. Can we reciprocate?"
"Fine, sure. Do you like brownies?"
"I love brownies."
"Do you want me to make you one?"
"Just one?"
"Hey, one ticket, one brownie."
"Yeah, I guess that's fair. That's reciprocal."
Madeline and Homer were so distracted that they didn't see Chad coming towards them. He almost bumped into them but caught their attention by saying, "Hey, Madeline!"
"Oh, dear," Madeline sighed.
"Oh, is this your boyfriend?"
"Yes, Chad. Yes, it is."
"Are you the guy making passes at my girl?" questioned Homer.
"Yes, bro," responded Chad. "Yes, I am."
"You need to back off."
"You should back off. Madeline, what about us?"
"There is no us," said Madeline almost high-pitched. "Dodo brain."
"Do you want me to handle him, Madeline?" asked Homer, stepping closer to Chad.
"No, let me speak to him myself."
"C-Can I at least handle him this time?"
"No, let me do it. Just give us some privacy."
"Why do I always got to give you privacy every time you talk to your ex?"
"Homer."
Homer groaned. "Alright."
He distanced himself to the end of the hall so Madeline can have a word with Chad.
"So his name is Homer like Homer Simpson?" asked Chad.
"Don't make fun of his name," commanded Madeline.
"What do you see in him?"
"The things I don't see in you. Chad, what is going on? Okay, because it is completely annoying me. You're smothering me with phone calls and messages. Let me tell you: it does not go down in the D.M. Why do you keep chasing me? I know I'm awesome sauce and all but what's your deal?"
"I don't know. I mean... I still like you. And I feel bad for hurting you. And I know I should have apologized to you right after but I knew you were going to ignore me. Since some time passed, I thought, 'Hey, maybe she forgot about it'."
"Well, I didn't. I will never forgot the night I stifled you with cake in your pretty little face."
"So you still think I'm pretty?"
"Chad, listen! I'm with Homer and I'm gonna be with him for a long time. I don't like you anymore so I'm not gonna be your little rebound."
"I don't want you to be my rebound."
"Hey, you had your chance and you blew it. I will tell you that again and again until you get it. If you wanted me then, you should have never done me wrong."
"I'm sorry, Madeline."
"I'll forgive you if you leave me alone."
"Alright, I will. I guess I haven't been so happy lately and I remember you making me happy so I wanted that happiness again."
"Hey, another awesome and amazing girl will make you happy again. I guarantee it."
"Thanks, Madeline. Can I have a hug?"
"So you can touch my butt? I don't think so."
"Right. Okay, later."
Chad walked backwards for a while then turned around to walk regularly.
"Gosh, I'm so irresistible," Madeline said to herself. "It's like a curse."
Madeline turned around and walked away to find her boyfriend.

Static Cling (Chapter 3)

The next day, a school day, the teenagers were making a transition in the halls from their second class to their third class. Madeline found Lizzie in the hallway and decided to walk with her until they found their next classes.
"Have you listened to Adele's new album?" asked Madeline, opening her almost-filled water bottle.
"Oh, yeah," answered Lizzie.
"I literally cried."
"I was drowning in tears."
Madeline took a sip. "My tears would have literally filled this water bottle."
Lizzie laughed. "She's so good."
"So good."
"Do you know who's also a good singer? Hilary Clinton."
"Wrong person."
"Hilary Duff?"
"There you go. She's not that good of a singer but there you go."
Not for long, the girls stopped when they heard a guy's voice declare, "Can I have everyone's attention please?" They turned around at the same time and saw Chad standing on a chair in the middle of the hallway. Almost everyone walking in the hall stopped and turned their attention to the blond-haired hunk. Chad was holding a guitar which was strapped to his shoulder.
"Oh, my God," muttered Madeline.
"He can play guitar?" asked Lizzie.
"Yeah, he takes a guitar class."
"This is for the most beautiful girl in the school," avowed Chad, "and her name is Madeline."
"Don't embarrass me," she murmured.
Chad took out a guitar pick and started strumming the guitar with it. He constantly switched his fingers on the neck as he played. It sounded pretty good; it was pleasing to the students' ears.
"He's going to sing to you!" smiled Lizzie, hopping. "This is so romantic."
Everyone was staring hard at Chad, hypnotized by his music. Madeline was staring, letting the sweet sound calm her down. Everyone was hooked... until Chad decided to sing. When Chad opened his mouth, his voice wasn't as sweet as his music.

My life is brilliant
My love is pure
I saw an angel
Of that I'm sure
She smiled at me on the subway
She was with another man
And I won't get no sleep on that
'Cause I've got a plan
You're beautiful
You're beautiful
You're beautiful, it's true

Half of the crowd was booing Chad; the other half were making strange faces and covering their ears. Madeline and Lizzie just stared at him with blank expressions.
"You know, it's much more romantic when the person can sing," shared Lizzie.
"This is unbelievable," Madeline commented.
"I know. He's terrible!"
"How did he know I love this song?"
Lizzie looked at her friend. "Madeline, you got a boyfriend."
"I got a boyfriend." Madeline looked back at her friend.
"You wanna jet?"
"Yeah, I got to fly like a G6."
Madeline and Lizzie began to walk away together. Noticing that his dream girl was leaving, Chad stopped playing and singing.
"Wait, Madeline!" he hollered, reaching his hand out. "I can do other songs."
Chad held and strummed his guitar, playing a different song. He then sang immediately, as horrible as the last time.

I should've bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should've gave you all my hours
If I had the chance

Everybody was fed up with Chad's terrible singing so they did what the duo did and started walking away.
"How is everybody going to leave?" he yelled, stopping everything.

Static Cling (Chapter 2)

                Madeline was the last person to sit down at her friends' table in the cafeteria in time for lunch. She had various cards in both hands when she came in and smacked them down on the table before she sat down.

                "Read these," she ordered.

                "All of them?" asked Lizzie.

                "Just pick one."

                Each of the girls picked up a card from the pile and looked them over. Most of the cards were of a pastel color, decorated with ribbons or glitter.

                "These are Valentine's Day cards," noticed Skye.

                "I know," said Madeline.

                "'But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun.'," Debra read from her card. "Aw! They got one that quoted Shakespeare."

                "Oh, I know that one!" said Lizzie. "Is that from 'High School Musical'?"

                "Oh, Lizzie, no."

                "Are these from Chad?" asked Andrea.

                "Yeah," answered Madeline.

                "Why is he so hung up on you all of a sudden?" questioned Skye.

                "I don't know. I mean I am super fine. Who wouldn't want me?"

                "All the guys who broke up with you."

                "Shut up. Anyway, he's being really annoying."

                "Why don't you tell him you're uninterested?" suggested Debra.

                "I have. Several times!"

                "Maybe you're not being stern enough."

                "Oh, I know how to be stern."

                In a little while, Lizzie's boyfriend, DeMarcus, sat down next to her with a tray of school lunch. He set the tray on the table before kissing her on the cheek. He then asked, "What's happening?"

                "Madeline has two boyfriends," responded Lizzie.

                "No, I don't," said Madeline. "There's this guy who has decided to bother me."

                "Oh," DeMarcus nodded. "Is that him right there?"

                Madeline turned her head and yelped, startled at the sight of her old friend, Chad, just standing right behind her. The girls almost jumped when they heard her scream.

                "Hey, Madeline," he said, trying to be bashful and nice.

                "What are you doing here?" Madeline asked.

                "I came to see you."

                "But I don't want to see you."

                "You haven't made that clear."

                "I've made it crystal clear!"

                "Just talk to him," suggested Debra.

                "Fine. You wanna talk? Let's go."

                Madeline got out of her seat and hurried out of the cafeteria with Chad following her. Once they were a couple of feet from the entrance, Madeline stopped and turned around to face him. She crossed her arms and cocked her head.

                "Okay, so spill the deets," she asserted. "What do you want to say to me?"

                "Everything I've practically said before," replied Chad.

                "Alright. So if you're gonna tell me something that you've said before, why do you think it's going to change my mind now?"

                "Because I'm serious."

                "You weren't serious then?"

                "No, I was. I just want to get my point across."

                "You did get your point across and I killed it. It trespassed so I killed it like a drone. So how are you going to convince me with a dead point?"

                "You're being really stubborn."

                "If I'm really stubborn, then leave me alone."

                "No, it's okay."

                "Chad, why are you so fixated on me now? Of course, I'm more banging than I ever was but that still doesn't mean anything."

                "I just miss you, okay? We used to have so much fun together and I want what we had again. I never stopped liking you, Madeline."

                "Your girlfriend broke up with you, didn't she?"

                "Yeah."

                Madeline tried to step around Chad to walk away from him but he blocked her.

                "But! But I realized that she never made me as happy as you made me."

                "We were together for a few months. And we weren't even together; it was more of a flirtationship."

                "Hey, it was the best flirtationship I ever had."

                "Whatever, Chad."

                "Please hear me out."

                "No. And if you don't stop stalking me, I'm gonna press charges against you."

                "I'm a minor; you can't do that."

                "I don't care! Just leave me alone or I'm gonna get my friend, Andrea, to come and kick you in the face. And you're gonna deserve it because you're gonna watch the foot come directly to your face."

                Madeline walked past Chad, going straight into the cafeteria.

                "Will you just listen!" begged Chad.

                "Ahh!" Madeline waved her arms around, not looking back at Chad.

Static Cling (Chapter 1)

    Over the weekend, the girls were individually at their homes, chilling in their own ways. Madeline was in her huge bedroom, sitting on the bed, painting her toenails a light blue. As she did so, she was talking to Lizzie on her cellphone, which was secured between her head and shoulder.
    "Is your grandmother still a bother to you?" Madeline asked.
    "No," Lizzie answered, "she's so chill now."
    "Oh, is she?"
    "Yep. We're, like, so close now. Sometimes she'll let me do her makeup."
    "Oh, that's nice."
    "Yeah. And I'll do her nails on her hands and feet but sometimes it's hard because she gets sore."
    "Well, you did back into her with your car and broke her arm and leg."
    "You don't got to remind me. Also, she has toe fungus so I get afraid of polishing her toes anyway."
    "Why are you afraid of toe fungus?"
    "Because it could turn into those talking things you see in commercials that advertise the ointment to get rid of them."
    Madeline heard a beep in her phone. "Oh, hold on a second, girl. I'm getting another call."
    "Okay-kay."
    Madeline stuck the brush in the bottle of nail polish and set it down on her nightstand. She then took her phone by the hand and accepted the call from the unknown number. She pressed the phone against her ear and said, "Hello?"
    "Hello, Madeline?" inquired a male voice.
    "This is she. Who's calling?"
    "It's me, Chad."
    Madeline scrunched her eyebrows. "Chad?"
    "Hey."
    "Hey? Why are you calling me, Chad? I haven't spoke to you in forever. And I don't even want to speak to you."   
    "Then just listen to me. Look, I miss you and I apologize for two-timing you on your birthday."
    "You're apologizing for something that happened one year ago?"
    "Yeah."
    "And you claim you miss me?"
    "Yes, a lot."
    "Chad, my number's always been the same and you hadn't call me once after my birthday extravaganza. So why are you calling me now?"
    "Because I missed you so much."
    "Uh-huh."
    "And I realized how good of a connection we had."
    "Uh-huh."
    "And I wasn't thinking when I cheated on you. No girl had a purpose in my life besides you."
    "Uh-huh."
    "And you're just saying, 'Uh-huh' without actually listening to me, are you?"
    "Uh-huh."
    "Look, just give me one more chance."
    "You had a chance and you blew it. You think because you're so good-looking and suave and blond that I can just fall back into your arms? I don't think so, honey."
    Madeline hung up on Chad and continued her call with Lizzie.
    "I'm sorry about that, girl. Were we talking about toe fungus or something?"