The school bell rang and the kids started piling out of their classrooms. Everyone wanted to go home and was willing to push anyone if it meant getting to the school bus as fast as possible. Chris made her way to her locker, having to leave her history book. She looked into the mirror really quickly before closing the locker door shut. She turned around to see Max standing at her locker, Dustin and Lucas talking to her.
'Oh no, this can't be good'
Chris sighed before making her way over to her friends. "Yeah, i know. The stalkers" Chris heard Max saying. She ran the last piece and stopped beside Max. "Hello, what are we talking about?" She asked when she got there. "Oh, the stalkers over here were just introducing themselves to me" max replied. At the word "stalkers" shot Chris lucas and dustin a look.
The boys started stuttering, falling over their own words. They were nervous to say the least, scared even. "Uh, no. Actually... we weren't stalking you." Lucas started "No, we were just concerned because, you know, you're new and all" Dustin continued for his friend.
She hated to admit it, but watching her friends try and get out of that situation without embarrassing themselves, was kind of funny. "Yeah, for your safety" Lucas said. "Mhm there are a lot of bullies here, like Chris you know that" Dustin said and mentioned to Chris. Max looked over to chris, and chris just nodded, a little smile on her face. "So many bullies, it's crazy" "yeah."
"Is that why you're wearing proton packs?" Max asked sarcastically. Chris snorted at that looking between the boys and max.
'Oh man, they're fucked. i am sorry, but they're really fucked'
Max looked at chris and smiled slightly but then turned back to the boys again with her sarcastic grin, as to not seem so soft towards them. "Well, these don't function. But i do have this handy-dandy little trap here" Dustin said and grabbed his trap from his waist. It was fully functional and he build it himself. Max looked at him like she was looking at the weirdest kid in the whole school who doesn't seem to get sarcasms.
"And look, it even opens and closes. Look, look ,look" he continued and showed the girl his self-made trap. The trap flew open by the press of a button. "Voila" he said in a kind of intrigued, presenting way. "It's cool, right?" he asked the girl, but by the look on her face she was bored as fuck. She then looked over at Chris who just shrugged and left her shoulders up. "I mean it is kinda cool, you have to admit" Chris said.
Max looked back at the trap, quirking her eyebrow. It was kind of cool, but she would never admit it. Max always had this "i-don't-give-a-fuck" kind of reputation and she doesn't really want to change that. Not even at the new school, but something inside her couldn't help but make her agree out loud with Chris.
Although she didn't know what it was. Maybe because it was actually really cool, maybe because she wanted to be friends with the two nerdy stalkers. Or maybe she did that because of Chris for some reason. To show that if it was important to chris it was important to her too. To get closer with her friends so that she could hang out with her more. To be closer to chris and show that she cared. But that's just an assumption, and why would she want to do that anyway. She knows her only for 2 days not counting their first encounter. RIght?
"Yeah okay, it's kinda cool" the redhead said, gaining a smile from the boys. Chris felt like she should be doing something and not just stand there in between them. Maybe like, get closer? She took a few steps closer to the redhead so that now they just stood side by side, inches away.
'should i throw my arm around her? fuck it i am just gonna do it'
Chris threw her arm around max's shoulder, causing the girl to whip her head towards her friend, who just smiled at her. She didn't do anything against it, so Chris just left her arm there. "Yeah, thank you" Dustin said and put his trap away. "So we were talking last night, and you're new here, so you probably don't have any friends to take you trick or treating., and you're scared of bullies-".
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Strawberry Cigarettes | Max Mayfield
Fanfiction"You love me" "No I don't" "Yes you do" "I don't" "Max, come on, you know you do. You have thing for me" "You're weird" "I know and you are in love with the same weirdo" "No, i am not" "Yeah you are" "...Yeah i am" --Strawberry Cigarettes-- In which...