As much criticism as Maddie threw around, one might’ve believed that she liked being on her own. In reality, she hated it. Maybe it stemmed from the fact that she was an adopted child, but Maddie had always held a deep-seated fear of abandonment. If it ever came down to a choice between being on her own and spending time with the person she hated most… the latter was far more appealing.
She was also apparently losing her new best friend to an annoying chick who looked like she was probably closer to Caitie’s age. That figured. Whatever. Maddie was in spiteful mode now. Which meant that she didn’t give a crap what Caitie did or who Caitie was friends with or who Caitie’s favorite person was.
The trampoline wasn’t as exciting when she was the only one using it, but Maddie was determined to make her own fun. She didn’t need anybody else. They could do whatever they wanted.
She snapped out of her stewing thoughts when she heard Brandon’s question. The next time she jumped, she turned so that she was facing him, but continued in her pattern of unceremonious bouncing. “Of course. Any idiot can do tricks on a trampoline.”
Oh yes, and apparently her sarcastic wit was on the fritz, too. Wasn’t that lovely? Maddie recovered, though. “I’m not an idiot, so that obviously means I’m a pro at trampoline tricks.” Partially true. She could do basic flips and the like. Nothing too advanced, though. Mostly she was just feeling like showing off, since she had company now.
Company in the form of her crush. They would only ever be friends, though. Maddie was pretty sure of that. He had the age advantage. Plus the whole manwhore-ish thing she’d heard him mention briefly in one of their earliest conversations. Maddie was obviously not on his radar in that respect. Didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy hanging out with him.