MAX POV...
I don't look up from my phone when Reese gets near me, acting like he's chilling against the wall with a beer and on his phone when in reality he's just texting to me.
'Hey, Maxie' - R
'Hey, Reese' - M
'R U bored or what?' - R
Don't get mad, Max.
'Bored as hell. But you looked like you were having fun' - M
' :( ' -R
'I wasn't. There's a reason I left her & set her up with Ben' - R
'Right' - M
' :( What's it gonna take 2 convince U?' - R
I don't answer for a minute. So he blows my phone up in that minute. How he texts so quickly, I have no idea.
'Max' - R
'Maxie...' - R
'MAX' - R
'MAXIE COME ON!!!!!!!!' - R
'MAX TALK 2 ME' - R
'Baby, plz!' - R
'Maxie, sweetheart, don't B a jerk! TALK 2 ME' - R
About a billion texts after that make me wanna laugh. I text him back.
'Calm down, casanova' - M
'Just don't get to close, alright?' - M
' :) ' - R
I smile an unnoticeable smile.
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Blurring the Lines
Historia CortaMax Taylor. Nerd. Reese Quinn. Bad guy. Max is bi. Reese is gay. Max is a sophomore. Reese is a senior. They're secretly dating. They're in high school. What do you think happens next?
