Lady in Red [Max Mayfield]

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a/n: THIS STORY WILL INCLUDE: PARTYING, ACHOHOL, AND ABUSE. I WILL ADD A TW AT ANY CHAPTER THAT THESE OCCUR

[ hi, welcome to my story! i'm going to be writing this from the perspective of a new girl starting her sophomore year, but i won't be using words like "y/n", i'm making up a fake character which i have named alex! i hope you enjoy. ]

[ if anyone reading this story is struggling with their sexuality, just remember, that's perfectly okay. you're not alone. so i just want you all to know, you are loved. i hope you like this story ]

[A/N: okay this chapter sucks absolute ass but bear with me because i started this book last year, so i hope i've grown at least a bit as a writer. please just give it a chance lol]

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My alarm clock rings loudly in my ear. I try and open up my eyes, but it feels as if they're glued shut. I probably only slept for two hours. But can you blame me? Starting sophomore year at a new school is scary. Everytime I try to think about it, I can feel my throat close up. But here I am on the first day, barely able to get out of bed.

"Alex Rose, you better get out of that damn bed before I drag you out of it!" my dad yells from across the house. It's been just me and him for as long as I can remember. My mom dipped when I was two, so I've never really felt like I've had a female figure in my life.

"Okay, okay! Jesus Christ" I yell back. I sit up and rub my eyes. I can finally fully open them and I look around. Ugh. I hate this house. My room is so ugly. It's dark green. Who paints their room dark green?

I plant my feet on the soft, blue carpet and try and walk through the maze of boxes thrown around my room. I slouch when I see my dad walking down the hallway. I need him to know how unexcited I am to start a new school, and how mad I am for making me leave Maine to go to stupid Hawkins Indiana. Nothing exciting ever happens in this town. Although there was some sort of weird gas leak. But that's so boring. In Derry, where I used to live, there was some scary stuff that happened to my friends and I. But our friend group kinda fell apart after that. I miss them. One thing I don't miss is that stupid clow- nevermind

"Alex, I know you're not excited about school, but can you atleast not be a teenager about it?" my dad asks. I sigh. He calls me a teenager when he's trying to say I'm being bitchy.

"Yeah okay. Sorry" I say back

"And just think, you'll make so many new friends! Maybe you can hang out with your cousin Mike, and his friends!" my dad says in a cheery voice.

I cringe at the fact that I have to go to school with Mike. He isn't my actual cousin, just a friend of the family for a long time. Even before we were born my mother was friends with his mother. After my mom left, his mom came up to Derry often to give me a "female role model"

As my dad walks away, I walk into the bathroom. I take out my toothbrush, as well as my toothpaste. I start brushing my teeth and then I comb through my knotty brown hair, which is blue at the tips because I dyed it over the summer.

I sigh and look at myself. I had so many freckles. freckles all over my arms, legs, and face. I hate them. I wish I didn't. A lot of the people I meet say that my freckles are pretty, but I don't care. I hate them.

I splash some water on my face, which wakes me up just a little bit.  I walk back into my room and try and figure out what I'm going to wear. I don't have many trendy clothes.

I look through some boxes and decide on jean shorts, a blue t-shirt, and a red jacket that I have. I sigh as I look in the mirror. I look like a total dork. I grab a scrunchie and pull my hair back, which makes it just a little better.

I walk slowly down the hallway, not ready for the day. A scent of eggs fills my nose as I walk into the kitchen.

"Hey kiddo, I made some breakfast for you." my dad says. I smile and sit down at a chair. He hands me my plate and I gobble my breakfast down. I didn't realize I was so hungry.

"Okay dad. I gotta go. I'm going to ride my bike to and from school, is that okay?" I ask

"Alex, we already talked about it. That's fine. I'll get back from work at five. See you then. Love ya" he says back.

"Love ya too" I reply. I squeeze on my green Chuck Taylor's and walk outside to my bike. The morning chill blows under my jacket, and I shiver. My stomach starts growling. I know it wasn't the eggs. It was my anxiety. I'm so scared to go to school. Maybe I should just skip? Would they call my dad? Maybe I should go. I sit on my bike and start pedaling, faster and faster. It gets my mind off things.

When I pull up to school, I see some kids at the bike rack. My stomach does a flip when I see Mike. I cant go over there. What if he tries to make fun of me? Mike is kind of a dick head. I sigh and work up the courage to walk over there and put my bike down. As I start to walk away, I hear a voice "Alex?" I freeze. This cannot be happening. I turn around and Mike is in my face with his friends "Alex! Oh my god. I haven't seen you in so long. It's been what, like three years?" he asks.

I nod in agreement, but I'm a bit shocked. I expected him to say something awful by now.

"You look different" he says. There it is. He was talking about my boobs (because again, Mike isn't my cousin. he's a family friend) I didn't really have boobs in seventh grade, but now I do. I cross my arms. "These are my friends. Lucas, Will, and Dustin. And maybe you'll see Max here in a bit, if she even gets here on time."

"Nice to meet you!" Dustin says with a grin. I notice he's missing some of his teeth.

"Uh- nice to meet you too" I say, forcing a smile.

"Hi, I'm lucas." Lucas says with a little smile.

"Lucas, you idiot, she already knows that" Dustin says, which results in bickering from the two

"Hi um nice to meet you. Sorry about them" Will says.

"Yeah it's uh nice to meet all of you, but I should probably get to class." I say, trying to escape.

"Wait!" Mike says "You haven't met Max yet. and besides school doesn't start for another fifteen minutes."

I smile a little, just to hide the pain of standing around with them, waiting for another dorky boy. was Mike going to be like this the whole time? Was I going to have to put up with all of Mikes friends until college?

Suddenly, the sound of a skateboard come towards us. I look up to see a girl with orangish hair almost flying towards us. She was wearing a green shirt, tucked into her jean shorts, long socks, and orange Chuck Taylor's.

"Max!" all the boys say in unison.

I stared at her in awe. Her long, red, beautiful hair fell to her sides, and she smiled the most perfect smile I had ever see-

Wait what?

Did I really just think that?

That doesn't make sense. I don't like girls.