INTRODUCTION

Ugh.

Another day at school.

Another day of getting perfect grades.

Another day of being "little miss perfect."

Another day of seeing him kiss some blonde bimbo in the middle of the hall.

Hello and welcome to my life. I am an average sixteen year old fangirl. My name is Madison.

Madison James. And Michael Charles was my one and only weakness.

We grew up together. We took our first steps together. When one of us fell (usually me because I'm the clumsy one) the other one laughed and then helped them back up.

We did everything together. And before I knew it I was in love with my best friend. But as soon as we hit high school, something changed.

Before he even realized it himself, Mike was the school's biggest player. He could always be seen kissing some girl in some abandoned hallway. The teachers didn't care unless he was dealing drugs or raping people or anything, but I did. I cared. I cared that everyone had a prejudice against him and it hurt to be "the best friend who'll never be noticed"

I guess that's my life in a sort-of nutshell though. (Although FYI, I'm allergic to nuts...)

Here's a story of me and my best friend. My best friend the Manwhore.