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Stalker much??! ( Max Mayfield )

Y/N POV: 

I sat down in Art again and tried to listen to what our substitute teacher was saying, but I ended up drowning it out. God, he was boring! He was currently trying to give the class a lecture on the importance of the shading on a picture. 

Twenty minutes later, we were told to create a piece of work using shading and other mark - making techniques. I was told I would be presenting first because of the random selector but I knew that the sub had seen me not listening and wanted to embarrass me. 

I freaked out. I know I shouldn't have but I grabbed my stuff & shoved through people to get out. The teacher was screaming. The walls were closing in. All eyes are on me. I slammed the door open and ran. I don't remember how long I was running but I do know that I found my way into the abandoned janitor's closet. I sunk down into the corner of the den I'd made and sobbed. 

I had found this space a year ago when I fell into the door while hiding from the headteacher. 

Over time, I'd decorated it with blankets & pillows, snacks, drinks, fairy lights. I'd even gone through the struggle of getting a mini fridge, charger, small projector & space light plugged in a charging point. I'd installed a desk and setup my computer on the small space and even put my journal in there. I journaled all the time so this room is a good place to do that. I even helped the janitor move all their equipment over in return for the key to the place so only I could get in. After a few months, it basically became my place in school. 

The closet door was behind a curtain in the acting room that's basically abandoned. There was no way anyone could find it. Once it almost happened though. I was just listening to music in the room and suddenly, I heard a bang. It sounded like.... Max Mayfield? She was the new girl from a couple of months back. She joined Dustin, Will and their other friends. I used to talk to them because we all got put in groups and our teacher put me with them. They were nice to me but I preferred to be alone.

I've always been like that. At least until I saw Max. I talked to her once or twice but she mostly was busy her friends and I got left unseen but I didn't care. I could just admire her from a distance. Not creepily, though. Boundaries matter.

It's kind of fun, being alone. No one looks at you. They acknowledge you barely. They don't care to pay any attention to you. At first, I always thought everyone was looking at me but now I know nobody looks at me and that's good. 

Recently, though, I wanted Max to look at me. I've never wanted that with anyone before. I wanted her to like me, to daydream about me like I think about her. Am I crazy? Both Dustin & Lucas are competing for her. Why would she like me? Wait, does that make me gay? 

My parents were extremely homophobic. To be honest, the entire town was. There were a few exceptions but they were scarce. I'd fallen for a girl. My parents are going to kill me. 

I took a deep breath and started to calm down. I did a couple of breathing exercises and by then, I'd stop crying and was relaxed. I decided to grab my journal from my desk. As I went to grab it, I felt it wasn't there. I must of left it on my chair. I grabbed my chair and a feminine voice yelped. 

What was happening??? Was I hallucinating??

I ignored it and found my journal on the floor. I must of hit it off my chair. I grabbed it and sat down. In the black, I could make out the front cover, barely. Once I saw what it said, I think I was on the edge of fainting. It said: 

Property Of Max Mayfield.

No way. If her journal was here, then....oh no. She was here!! That's why I couldn't find my journal and why I heard that yelp. Very hesitantly, I turned on the fairy lights.

Max POV:

Wow. I mean, I heard that Y/n had hid out here for a while but I didn't realise she'd fully equipped this place. She could practically live here. I had to bribe the janitor with where Billy makes out with all his girlfriends & I don't regret it. 

I sit down in the dark and unpack my snacks and my journal. As I place it down in the dark, I see a emerald leather - clad journal, almost identical to mine except the fact that my journal is crimson. Huh. 

Swapping the journals over so I had hers and mine was on the desk, I opened hers to the first page and saw Y/n's signature on the first page. It was a journal. Curiosity got the better of me and I started reading. She talked about herself and how she made this little 'safe haven' as she calls it & then I got to the back of the book, dedicated to...me? 

There was her account of all of our meetings and a few beautifully - worded poems she's wrote. She was going to ask me out for Valentine's and was using them for ideas. There was an account on how she'd chickened out and how she was worried if she confessed, would I like her back? 

I couldn't believe it. I'd chickened out of talking to her because I liked her and she had thought I didn't like her because of the party. Those boys were practically my wingmen after I told them I was lesbian. I can't believe I was stupid enough to not see the signs!

 Just the, I heard the door open and I froze on the chair. The lights were off so she couldn't see me. Y/n sounded like she was crying. 

She calmed down after 20 minutes. She got up and went towards my journal, I silently snatched it so she wouldn't realise I'd been in here. God, she'd think I'm a stalker like Michael Myers. 

She ran her hands along the desk and must of realised that the journal wasn't there. I'm such an idiot. Why didn't I put it back? She grasped her hand on the back of the chair and I yelped. Well Done Max, you idiot! She knows you're here now. In the fear, I'd dropped a diary. Y/n had picked up said diary and sat down. 

I looked down at the journal I help, a look of pride on my face until I saw the colour of the journal. It was emerald. Y/n's journal was emerald and if I had hers then...oh no. I heard shuffling and the flick of a  light switch. Well, here goes nothing.

A/N: 

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