I got out and pushed Max out of my way when he tried to block me from leaving. What the hell is his problem? I'm feeling really frustrated right now. With Max bringing his bullshit about gangs, racers and whatever nonsense it's all about and to top it all, for pulling me into all these mess along with him, is really annoying me right now. All this is just confusing as hell.
I hugged him from behind and when he tried to pull away, I tightened my hold on him and pressed my face in between his shoulder blades."Leave me, Shelly! I know that you want to leave me too. Just go", he whispered slowly, but I could sense that he was holding himself from crying."No, I don't want to leave you, Max. I can't leave you. Never! I really like you, Max. Not just as a friend but more than that. I like you", I began sobbing and when I realized what I uttered in a
But our moment was soon ruined by someone."What is happening over here?", someone suddenly shouted, making me freeze in fright and Max.... Well, Max being Max wasn't expecting this and knocked against my back."Ouff", I groaned and stumbled on my own feet."Shoot!", Max panicked and wounded his right
And this is how all humor went out through the window and I glared at Max who immediately raised his hands up in surrender but I couldn't avoid the smile which was threatening to show up on my face due to the fact that Max freaking Jackson is afraid of me. And that's how, I melted and smiled sheepishly at him and he chuckled once again."Get up!", he held out his right hand again and I seized it tightly to pull myself up."I'm tired!", I groaned and covered my mouth with my p
I hurried to my dance classroom when the bell rang at the end of the day, signaling the end of the school day.Well, it wasn't the end of the school day for me. I have my after school dance classes which starts as from today. Our dance teacher gave us a day off yesterday since it was the first day of school.I have been waiting for this year’s classes. I don't know why but I just couldn't avoid dancing since I started dancing in eighth grade. Well, let's just say that I
"Uh, I -"There's no need to feel shy, Shelly. We all know about the rumors going on around school about Max and you. We just wanted to confirm it with you.", she declared, grinning like a Cheshire cat at me. Everyone, all of a sudden, seems really interested with where this conversation was going."What rumors?", I asked confusingly. We were all sitting down in a really big circle on the floor, well considering the fact that our dancing group was super duper big, the circle
The hot breath on my face, combined with the deep husky voice had me paralyzed and stunned for a second. I simply looked innocently at him, not understanding what he is saying. After a while, my face filled with instant confusion and realization. How would I know what Greg said? I don't understand that language."Shelly, I'm asking you something." he yelled in my face and stepped even closer. I noticed his nose flare as he stared down at me.I involuntarily flinched in
"Max, I can't walk anymore." I stopped walking and tried to catch my breath. I sighed and perched down, my hands squeezing the sides of my aching waist."What the hell? You only walk for like what? ... Ten minutes!" he exclaimed and shook his head disappointingly from side to side at me."Well, what do you expect from me?", I whisper-yelled at him and crossed my hands over my chest out of annoyance.
I could hear him running after me, so, I quickened my pace but alas."Shelly", he uttered once he reached me and seized my left shoulder to turn me around.