She is black and I am blue
Bruises on my heart for you
All my drawings on her wall
Never seems to mind at all
"Right left just a little to the left perfect!"
Maddie giggled, her curled bunches jumping a little.
"How long is the sketch gonna take."
You slid your hand across your pencil tin, trying to pick the perfect one. Picking one, you turned back to the battered sketchbook on your lap and drew a rough circle.
"It'd take a lot less time if you didn't move as much."
She smiled again and your heart skipped another beat.
Keeps her secrets in a jar
Reads them when I'm in her car
She is smart and I am not
She built me a make-out robot
Finally happy with the sketch, you started to tear the page out. But as you did, you noticed the writing on the next page.
You could tell that Maddie was flushing as you read them, biting her bottom lip nervously. The words were just scribbled in red pen, but you could tell how much it meant to her.
"I love you, Maddie."
You wouldn't have thought it possible, but she turned even redder.
"I love you too, [Name]. Even if you have just made me late for chemistry."
Some girls are pepper, she is salt
Favourite element cobalt
Every line of poetry
She writes with pen all over me
You stared blankly at the wall. Latin had just claimed the crown as your most abhorred lesson, toppling the reign of Chemistry. Which reminded you, you still needed to thank Maddie for her help with your chemistry homework last night; without her, you'd have totally failed. Though you were surprised that she even had a favourite element.
Your sleeves slid upwards, showing the black ink covering your left arm. Your girlfriend really did have a gift for poetry.
If only she didn't hate paper so much.
She sings all of our favourite songs
Even though the words are wrong
And even when she goes to sleep
Her mind has got a hold of me
Your mind dozed off during the lesson. It was nothing to be proud of, but there were only so many times you could hear 'Claudius est en horto' before loosing concentration. And besides, a guy's allowed to take a break every once in a while.
You had music next, which was a relief. As untalented as you were at music, you actually found it genuinely enjoyable, even if you did feel a little bad to be the only one still playing the flute.
And hey, Maddie could rock that guitar.
Even if she still couldn't remember lyrics.
If a nerd and a cupcake had a baby
It would be just like my lady.
Cute and sweet and a little crazy
All the geeks they want my baby.
You could feel the glares at the back of your head as you walked with her to the music block. Jealousy, hatred, yep, they were all there. Not that it mattered to you; you didn't plan to go single at any point in the foreseeable future.
Maddie probably noticed. She turned to you, her violet eyes looking fondly at you, her golden hair shining slightly, even under a cloudy sky.
"Do you want me to get the hockey stick ready?"
She tells me I'm like chemistry
With laws that don't apply to me
If she throws paper I throw rock
And let her think that she is hot
Your friends had been very confused when you and Maddie became a couple. Understandable really; up to that point you'd officially been interested in girls with short skirts and hot bodies, personality optional.
Gilbert in particular, had taken great pains to remind you that Maddie 'wasn't hot'.
And he was right.
She was beautiful.
When she cries I take her tears
Mail them far away from here
She always smiles when I'm caught
Getting to know make-out robot.
"Where would you be if we hadn't become a couple?"
You looked up from the music sheets. It was a question you hadn't been expecting and, to be honest, had never even considered. Though to be honest, the answer was very obvious really.
"On a date with Rosie Palms."
She snorted, receiving confused glances from across the room. The teacher got out of his place to come to see what was going on.
Well, this was going to be hard to explain.
Hey girl we'll be ok
We're way to young for
You'd missed the bus again, which meant a trek back to the train station, weighed down by books and homework. You were about to start walking away, when you heard a voice calling you. You turned around to see who it was.
"M-maddie? But shouldn't you be on the bus?"
"I should, but I thought you wouldn't want to walk home alone.
Problems to come our way
So take the day
And geek it out more
"T-there's this convention in a few weeks time. I-I was wondering if you'd like to come."
You gripped her hand harder. The weight of both your bags pulled on one of your shoulder, making you walk a little lopsidedly. It probably looked a little comical, but you couldn't really care less.
You smiled, a slight blush forming on your cheeks.
"I'd love to."