We will meet again | Maxley

Chapter 2

I never felt this feeling before. Is it love? Or is it remorse?

I don't know. . .

But, I'm sure that I'm going to find out soon enough

- Bradley -

After losing the X-Games, everything around me began to fall apart. My father couldn't even look in my eyes. The X-Games were really important for him, for my family. My father won every single game, including his father and more before him. And I lost that streak. I lost everything.

Even my own mother couldn't even speak up to defend me, but she just weaped.

I really had a rough break. Endless punishment.

Every.

Single.

Day.

But I endure it.

I'm glad that break is now over. Now I'm at school. Away from my father and from that house. And back to my fantasy.

The Gamma house is still up. I'm not surprised, really. But I lost a few of my members. Apparently, they didn't want to hang out with a loser who lost to a freshman. But I honestly didn't care. I knew that they would leave me eventually. I'm just waiting for an opportunity to just take off and leave.

Pathetic, really. They were too scared to leave the clan. And probably they didn't want to leave the house. I mean, who would? It got everything you need. But it wasn't enough for them.

I maintained my title. My popularity as well. However, there are a few people who would ignore me and see me as a nobody due to losing my crown. To be honest, that crown was the only thing that kept people to cling on me and praise me whenever I went.

Yet, I managed to lose it.

To Max.

I see him around. Not much, though. He's always with his freak friends and always laughing whenever I see him. It was annoying.

He gained popularity! At least he could use it to get new friends. There is a bunch of people who would glady accept his friendship. But he chooses the freaks instead. I guess his friends also gain some popularity. Since they also won the games along with Max and his father.

. . .

To tell you the truth. . . I was jealous of Max. His life was perfect. He had an amazing father. A father who cares and cherishes his own son. A father who would always be with his kid no matter what. Their bond was special. Something that I wish I could have with my father.

But what I noticed is that Max doesn't acknowledge that bond that he shares with his father.

Other than that, his skateboarding skills are incredible. I give him that. It's better than mine. No. . . It's better than anyone else's. You can just watch him for hours and hours and you'll never get bored of watching him. Something about him makes my heart race with excitement. Probably because we both are competitive. I could say that we are made for each other.

Max. . .

Huh. I wonder what he is doing right now. . .