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"God, I hate that guy so much." Max scoffed as her eyes fell onto Shane Clarke. The pair of girls had been in The Gap for quite some time now, El picking herself one outfit by now but had enough money for one more. The Hopper girl looked over her shoulder toward the direction Max was glaring at, "He always guys places around town and turns them into shit shows."
"Shit shows?" El gave a odd look.
"The skating ring? Now a sports center." Max scoffed as she watched him, "He's a real jerk too. Acts like he own Hawkins or something."
"Mouth breather." El confirmed, the duo watching as Shane shook hands with the Gap owner. A boy, who looked around their age if not a little older, trialed a few feet behind the man. He stood average height, but held himself a certain way that made it appear he'd been taller then what he was . With blue eyes eyes, pale skin, and a large scar from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eye, "Another?"
"Him?" Max shrugged as she watched the boy, "That's Peter. He's in my grade. I guess he isn't so bad, kinda just keeps to himself though."
"Not a mouth breather?" El tried to confirm for sure.
Max shrugged again, "Nah, I guess not."
Max then scoffed as Shane was handed a few papers, Peter looking around at the shelves, "You've got to be kidding me."
Before El could say anything, Max had her by the arm and was dragging her toward the older man. As they stopped behind him, the redhead cleared her throat loudly. It caught Peters attention, causing him to look over as Max stared up at his father, "Are you taking The Gap?"
Shane had to laugh down at her slightly, "Sorry?"
"Are you buying the store?" Max repeated, crossing her arms. Peters eyes widened from where he stood a few feet away, looking between the pair. He had a class with Max, they never actually spoke or anything. But the other girl, he'd never seen in his life.
"Looks like it." Shane gave Max a odd look, "Maybe you should go find your par-"
"Oh, you're buying The Gap? Why? Wanna turn the best store in all of Starcourt into some polo-wearing, political club?" Max scoffed, waving her hands around in complete disbelief. Peters jaw dropped as he listened to her go on, hesitantly walking forward some.
"Mouth breather." El said right after her. Peter let out a loud snort suddenly, his father looking back at him. Peter cleared his throat and attempted to appear like he'd been paying them no mind.
"Girl, please-" Shane began with a small laugh, holding the documents.
"Why take The Gap?" El asked with a frown of her eyebrows, "Not yours."
Max's eyes widened slightly, "She means that you shouldn't. It's a good store and there's no reason to destroy it for something no one is gonna use."
