𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 - 𝘌𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘹 ♡

Chapter 3 - Tease ♡

Max's POV -

I sat on the ground outside of the band room, writing on the journal that sat on my lap as I waited for Jane to finish band practice.

The boys had left school to go to the lake, and of course I didn't go. Jane wasn't going, so I wasn't going either. I always felt like the boys could do different activities that Jane could be included in, but it seemed like they always wanted to do things she wasn't fond of. It frustrated me.

To be honest, the band usually sounded like shit. But Jane.. Well, Jane was the most amazing flute player I had ever heard. I mean, the band sounded good occasionally, but they usually sounded pretty bad.

I wrote about my thoughts in my journal, trying not to leave out any detail;

Hey dumbass. It's me again.
Sorry for calling you a dumbass, it's just that I pour all of my thoughts and feeling into you, and all you do is sit there and do nothing. But for some reason, I find it therapeutic.
My ears are in pain at the terrible noises coming from the band room beside me. I wish only Jane was playing, she is way too talented for that class. She should be in a damn orchestra.
I don't know if I think she plays good because I love her, or if she's just genuinely talented. I don't care either way, she's just too talented for that class.
Mike, Lucas, Dustin, and Will are once again ditching me and Jane. Well, I could've gone with them if I wanted to, but I didn't want Jane to be left out and all by herself. I know what it's like to feel left out, and it's not the greatest.
I am lesbian but I don't wanna admit it. Boys are so dumb. Speaking of boys and gayness, I definitely think Will is gay.
Here's my reasoning; Will is the boy I'm the closest to, and he loves spending time with me and Jane. Yet, he still goes with the boys, EXEPT when Mike stays home. And only when Mike stays home. Sounds pretty fruity to me.
Oh FUCK BAND CLASS IS ENDING I CAN HEAR THEM PACKING UP THANK GOD GOODBYE

I quickly shut my journal and stood up, ready for the large crowd of band students to stampede out of the room. I stood against the wall, tucking my journal underneath my arm.

I couldn't help but feel excited to see Jane again, she was my main source of joy, although it was hard to admit. I found it kinda sad that I depended on Jane for happiness.

The door opened and tons of students fled out of the room, I pressed my back against the wall to avoid being pushed by anyone. Once almost everyone had left, I noticed that Jane hadn't came out yet.

I scrunched my eyebrows, and peeked in the band room. Jane was the only one in the room, using a spit rag to clean out her flute. Her back was facing the door, so she hadn't seen me.

I stepped into the room quietly, sneaking up behind her. I counted to three in my head before yelling, "JANE"

"AHH SHIT!" Jane screamed, turning around quickly, her eyes wide and her jaw dropped.
Her flute was now on the floor.

I laughed and leaned down to pick up her flute. I heard Jane sigh at my action. I knew she wasn't actually mad at me.

"Seriously, Max?" Jane asked, "You scared me to death!"

I stood up, handing her the flute. "I would never kill you." I poked her nose with my index finger, "Boop"

A tint of pink appeared on Jane's cheeks, but she attempted to stay angry at me. She failed miserably though because the corners of her lips were starting to tug into a slight smile.

"Janie bear, pleaseee don't be mad at me." I begged, grabbing both of her hands.

I knew that physical touch was my key to anything with Jane. She would be back to normal in no time.

She looked down sheepishly, the pink growing brighter on her already rosy cheeks. I tilted her head up, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

Jane glanced at my lips with curiosity in her eyes. I caressed her cheek gently and smiled at Jane being obviously flustered.

But I was a tease. I wanted to have a little fun. I let her chin go, and held my right hand up in the air instead, "High five?" I smirked.

Jane's face fell, she huffed again. "I'm not giving you a high five."

"Why not?" I pouted playfully.

"Because, you know what you just did." She held a finger up, and then turned around to put her flute away.

My eyes trailed down to her.. STOP BEING A PERV YOU GAY MOTHERFUCKER-

"Nice ass." I blurted.

Jane turned around, more flustered than before. "God Max! Can you just let me put away my instrument without making me feel weird?"

"Mm, fine." I sighed. I wasn't really a perv, I was just teasing her. I already knew she had a nice ass. Hell, I noticed her nice ass in middle school.

Jane finished packing up her instrument, and she grabbed the case by the handle.

"It's about time I get to leave this hell hole." I groaned. Jane rolled her eyes playfully.