~the new girl // elmax story~

~stop thinking about it pt.5~

max's pov:

as i ran towards jane, she turned around and smiled when she saw me. "hi!" she called out. "how are you?" i asked her. "im good, how are you?" she asked. "im great, but very cold." i told her. "do you have a jacket?" she asked in a concerned voice. "no- not exatly.." i told her while still chatting my teeth. "here, take my sweater. i have a spare one in my locker." jane said as she took of her sweat shirt and handed it to me. i smiled and reached for her jacket, and took it. "thank y-you.." i said while slightly shivering. as i put on the sweater i realized that it had janes pefume on it, and now i was gonna smell like her for the rest of the day. for whatever reason wearing janes hoodie made me feel all warm and fuzzy. it could just be because i was warm now, but im not sure.

"hey, do you wanna go sit with my friends over there?" i suggested as i gestured towards them sitting at a bench. "yeah, sure." jane answered with a slight smile. "okay, lets go." i said as we walked over to all four boys. "hey, you guys remember jane right?" i asked the boys as me and jane sat down. "yeah." lucas answered. "i do." will said. "same here." dustin answered. i looked over at mike who was staring at jane with red cheeks, and smiling. "wheeler, you good?" i asked as i waved my hand infront of him. "what?" he asked as he got torn back to reality. "do you remember jane?" i asked him. "how can i not?" he asked while looking back at jane and smiling. i rolled my eyes and then spoke up.

"hey mike, you know that sleepover you are having on friday?" i asked him. "oh yeah, what about it?" he asked. "i was just wondering if jane can come." i asked. "oh no, thats okay. i dont want to invite myself." jane said. "dont worry, im inviting you." i told her with a smile. she smiled back, and my stomach filled with butterflies, and my heart began to best faster.

just then the bell rang and we all stood up. sadly today i didn't have a class with jane, or any of the boys, but instead a class with a girl i have known since kindergarten, and she hates me. "what classes do you guys have?" i asked everyone as i grabbed my backpack and swung it over my shoulder. "i have science." dustin answered. "i have art." will said. "math." lucas said. "i have cooking." jane told everyone. mikes eyes lit up and then he spoke. "really? i do too!" he said in an excited tone. "oh, neat." jane responded in a bored tone. "u-uh jane..?" mike asked as we all started to walk towards the buidling. jane looked at him with a confused expression. "do you maybe.. uh- wanna be partners in cooking?" he asked jane. lucas and dustin shot eachother excited glances. they probably had a bet going on that mike liked jane. they always had bets going on, and it was annoying. "uhm.. sure i guess.." el responded. mike smiled as he started to blush.

for whatever reason knowing that mike got to spend time with jane, and not me, made jealously form in the pit of my stomach, and my blood boil. why does he get to spend time with jane, but i dont?

"max, you never said what class you have." lucas said as we pushed passed the croud of people in the halls. "i have english, so im probably just gonna skip." i told him. lucas started to chuckle, as i shot him a confused look becuase i was being serious. "anyways, see you dorks," mike said as he looked at us to jane. "c'mon jane, lets get to cooking." mike continued still with red cheeks, and a grin on his face. jane nodded and they walked away and had thwir bscks to us. i stared into the back of mikes head, just hoping if i stared long enough i could become him and have cooking with jane, instead of english with people i hated. whatever, i was gonna skip anyways.

without saying another word, i walked away from lucas, dustin, and will and headed for the bathrooms. i looked around to make sure there were no teachers around, before entering the girls washroom. as i entered there were a few popular girls putting on makeup and fixing their hair in the mirrors. one of them shot me a disgusted look as she looked me up and down. i had gotten used to peoples disgusted looks though, i was a social outcast who was friends with the nerds of the schools. i often became a target of bullies because of my meaness, and im very socially awkward. plus i have almost no filter at all when things came to my mind, hence the 'mean' part. another reason people often picked on me was because i had long bright ginger hair, and i was a 'tomboy' and never wore skirts, or dresses, or anything like that.

i opened up one of the stall doors at the end of the row of stalls and walked inside before shutting and locking it. i put down the toilet lid, and sat down while setting my backpack down on the ground and unzipping it. i pulled out my headphones and my WM-8 Walkman. i hit play and the first song that came on was my favorite song 'running up that hill by kate bush'.

i brought my knee's up to my chest, just incase a teacher walked in and saw my feet. since i didn't have much to do, i just decided to think. my mind ran though various of things i could think about to pass the time,

why are people such assholes?

i wonder what im going to have for dinner tonight?

i wish i could just go home.

jane.

just then as i thought of jane i couldn't help but smile, and my heart started to beat really fast, and my stomach exploaded with butterflies.

jane..

her name kept repeating in my head, over and over and over. i couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful she is, and how i could just listen to her voice for hours on end, how every part of her is so perfect. she is the funniest person ever and-

just then a thought popped into my head that i had been trying to push out of my mind since i met her.

do i maybe.. like her?

just then, i immediately pushed that thought out of my head again.

no! what the fuck!?

jane is my FRIEND, plus im not some stupid dyke!

i like BOYS.

not some girl.

i need to stop thinking about this!

just then i heard a muffled voice, and i slid of my headphones to listen. "come out right now! i can see your backpack." a teacher called out. "i can see your feet too!" the teacher continued. i groaned and then put my headphones away and opened the door. i tried to walk away but the teacher grabbed my arm. "where do you think your going?" she asked. "uhh.." i stuttered trying to think of a response. "maxine, this is your six time caught skipping class this month," she said as i stayed quiet. "im done, go to the office." she continued. "what!? please- i will never skip again! i will go to class i promise!" i told her. she shook her head and then spoke. "please!" i pleaded.

the teacher sighed and then spoke. "go before i change my mind." she said in an annoyed tone. "okay- thank you!" i said as i ran out of the bathroom. as i walked down the hallway i smiled to myself. annoying teachers was something i was amazing at.

sorry i didnt upload this sooner! i was busy the past few days!

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