Maxine POV. The sun had begun setting as I walked home. Coreen never waited for me, and so I had to walk back home from the university. Thank God she never wanted to give me a lift in their car because for sure the atmosphere between me and her will explode. Closer to my house, I remembered Leo. It reminded me that Sarah is the only real friend that I have and that I should shut everyone else out. What was awry for me was the fact that Alph knew everything that went on. Did he know all along that Leo was using me? Forget about it self, for sure, he doesnt even care so why he would? Reaching the mansion, I beheld the sight that nailed me to the floor. My mother, down on her knees, tears streaming down her face as she begged from my stepfather—Coreen's father. His expression was in rage. "Out, you liar! This is no place for you!" Every word oozed with venom as he spoke. My heart broke to pieces at the sight of my mother—my only family—being humiliated this way. As I stood a
Maxine's breath hitched at her image in the mirror; she looked familiar yet a stranger. She was naked, just in her jeans and bra: the curves very apparent, they made her heart race with dread and a hint of shame that she had never felt comfortable now, especially under the circumstances. She knew who stood just on the other side of that door, and her toes curled in her flip-flops as her blood ran warm with a cocktail of embarrassment and something she couldn't quite put a name to. Alph. Just his name gave her a little shiver. She knew him. Well, everybody knew him—from Hampton University, at least. He was exquisitely handsome, buff, and dark like onyx, with a raw magnetism that made it impossible to look away. And now, seeing him up close and with his shirt off, even more so, made her heart pound erratically. His body was a work of art; every muscle was perfectly chiseled as if sculpted by a master. His abs were clearly defined and led down to a V-shape at his hips that most women
Maxine held the resignation letter in both of her hands, feeling the gravity of its weight. She saw it as her final admission to the battle of work versus her own education. Her heart literally ached as she approached Mrs. Thompson, whose kind eyes held concern. "Mrs. Thompson?" Maxine's voice shook. "I'm here to resign. Lately, I have had a lot of personal issues. My classes are so backbreaking and difficult that I cannot cope any longer." Mrs. Thompson looked up from her desk with disappointment mingled in her expression. "Oh, Maxine, I feel terrible about that. I thought you were holding up well. What is happening? Maxine swallowed hard, trying to hold it together. "My family was evicted a few months ago. We've been trying to get by, and I've lost so many credits from failing. I just need a little time to refocus and get back on track." Her face softened slightly as she said, "I understand. If there's anything I can do to help or support in any way, let me know. I hate to se
Coreen was lying by the pool in a neon pink swimsuit that was standing out against her pale and clear skin. In one hand was a cocktail with an umbrella, and next to it was a pineapple on a tray. She basked in all this luxury, then reached for her phone to dial Drake's number with fingers tapping impatiently for his response. "Drake!" Coreen came out firm and commanding as soon as the call went through. "I need you to do something for me." "Sure, what's up?" His voice, warm and eager, anticipated the call to his assistance front and center. Coreen adjusted her position on the rattan lounge chair when she spoke in a more serious vein. "I want you to investigate my ex-step-sister. No—my fat ex-sister. I need to know why she is suddenly getting close to Alph. Find out what's really going on." Now that spiked Drake's interest. "You want me to dig up some dirt on her?" "Exactly," Coreen replied with an elicit smirk. "I'm really interested in this new connection. This project does sound
Maxine sat at the cornermost part of the bleachers in the gym, her heart racing from observing the other girls warm up. She was tugging fidgety at her P.E. uniform, which seemed to be too tight, hence very uncomfortable. Sports had never been her thing, nor was volleyball. She'd been dreading this class all week, especially since Sarah wasn't here. She had a friend in PE, Sarah, the only person who hated it as much as her. Today, though, Sarah was home sick, and Maxine had to face the class alone.Across the gym, the boys couldn't help but stare at Coreen as she demanded attention without effort. You couldn't deny the athleticism of Coreen—her toned body moved with confidence that Maxine only dreamed to have. Everything seemed to fit her, from her fitted uniform down to the admiration she got from everybody else. Except, of course, her attitude—a constant reminder between what a great divide lay between them.Maxine listened as the coach told her what he wanted her to do, but her atte
Alph stepped into the locker room, the familiar scent of sweat and liniment filling the air. The clamor of the gym had faded, replaced by the quieter sounds of teammates unwinding after the game. Trevor and a few others were casually loitering around, pretending to organize their gear but clearly more interested in chatting.As Alph approached his locker, Trevor looked up and grinned. “Hey bro, what’s going on between you and Maxine?”Alph’s fingers paused over the lock. “What do you mean?”“You know, the fat girl from Coreen’s section,” Trevor clarified with a smirk.Alph’s expression remained steady, his gaze steely. “Nothing. Why do you ask?”Trevor shrugged, still smirking. “Just curious. Saw you giving her a jacket and all. Didn’t seem like something you’d do.”Alph closed his locker with a firm clunk. Maxine had been an unexpected focus today, a deviation from his usual routine. He shook his head slightly. “It’s not a big deal. Just thought she needed help.”Trevor raised an eye
Chapter 10 Maxine got home from school, her day chaotic from being one big ball of frustration and exhaustion. The library visit she had planned was scuttled by Coreen's whims; she had been relegated to carrying Coreen's bag and following her to the football field, where she had felt out of place and insignificant. A stressful day pressed from some distance away, and she sighed, somehow relieved as she swung their front door to the delicious aroma of food wafting from their kitchen. Scarcely unnoticed by her sights as she passed by her, Maxine's mother was humming a tune that was loud to her ears as she settled near the back door. "Maxine, here you are! I am just preparing for snacks," she said, cheerfully, her voice loud, the afternoon's overwhelming heat nowhere could dampen her resolute welcome. Maxine trudged into the kitchen, an aroma of fresh bread and savory fillings enveloping her like an embrace. Her mother was standing at the counter, in her flour-dusted apron, making s
Maxine sat at her desk in the classroom, an open notebook of the book before her and an infinite distance in her thoughts. Beside her, Sarah babbled away about the upcoming vacation. The two of them had been talking about the break for weeks, but something today was sending Sarah to new levels of excitement. Maxine felt as if her fake smile of excitement was being strained by Sarah's energy. "So, Maxine, have you decided what you're going to do over the break? My family is heading to that new resort in the mountains, and you should totally come with us! It's going to be amazing!" she went on, with her eyes glistening with excitement. Maxine sighed. "I haven't really made any plans. I don't know what I'll do yet. Maybe just stay at home and catch up on some reading." "'Aww, c'mon! You gotta come with us. It'll be loads of fun, and you need a break from school. Besides, it'll be good to get off campus away from all the drama," she persisted, her voice full of real concern. Before