Madison's point of view: Oh. My. Damn. Peyton was fu*king hot. I mean damn he was hot in 8th grade but now. Damn. I shook my head in amazement as I walked through the crowded halls to my next class. All of sudden I heard a squeal behind me and someone say,"Oh. My. Gosh. Madison!!!!" I turned around and saw my best friend Taylor. We were best friends before I left and we kept in touch the three years I was gone. She changed a little bit but not a lot. She was my age, which is 16. She has wavy dirty blonde hair thats medium length, she has very light brown eyes, she's 5'3", popular, head cheerleader, almost everyone likes her, she loves fashion, and she hardly wears makeup. She ran up to me and hugged me and gasped and said,"So I saw you talking with Peyton earlier." I roll my eyes and blush,"So?" She rolled her eyes and giggled,"Are you getting back with him?! I think you should! You two were the most perfect couple in the world!" I laughed and started walking down the hall with Taylor,"I don't know. I want to but I don't know." Taylor rolled her eyes at me,"Yes you do know. You and Peyton were inseparable before he left." I was about to say something when someone's arms wrapped around my waist and a voice said,"Hello again my beautiful Madison."