We will meet again | Maxley

Chapter 3

"Do you even love me? Or are you using me for your selfish reasons?"

"Why do you think so low of me . . .?"

. . .

- Max -

Once we were done drinking, we all broke up into pairs, PJ with Mocha, and Bobby and I. We both decided to go back to our room since we were both tired, but I know that's a lie. He would probably order pizza and play video games. But, I agreed since I needed a bath. Quick.

We said our goodbyes, and Bobby and I chatted as we walked together to our room. It seemed like Bobby had way too many drinks. He was wobbling the whole time we walked to the room, so I helped him once in a while.

"Maaaan.. I feel greaaat," Bobby slurred. I can tell that he had fun today and I had fun too. Except the whole kiss thing with Bradley. It doesn't mean anything. The kiss was just a method to shut him up, and it worked perfectly. He even left me alone for the whole evening, that I'm glad about.

I swear, if Bradley misunderstands or reads the kiss wrong, then he's stupid. Not that I'm against liking guys, but I'll never like Bradley. Not after what he had done to my friends and my dad in the X-Games. There is no chance for us to become friends. And I know that he feels the same, too.

After a while, we arrived at our room, and I dropped myself onto my bed. "Finally! This is my last day of drinking. . . Make sure that I don't drink a single drop of alcohol Bobby," I titled my head to the side to see Bobby walking to the couch, and did the same thing as me, but he passed out once he did. I guess there is no pizza today.

I quickly took my shoes off and my shirt and threw them on the ground. I was really tired and I didn't want to get up and change my clothes or take a shower at this point so I went to bed.

. . .

"I know what I did wrong. . . I don't need you to remind me!"

"Bradley..."

"I'll always love you no matter what . . ."

. . .

I slowly opened my eyes and shut them close. The light in this room is too damn bright sometimes. I sat up and felt a huge headache coming over me. Great. I feel awful. I glanced around, and it looked like I'm only one here. I got up and checked the clock.

Good. I'm not too late for breakfast. I hurried up to take a quick shower and brush my teeth so I could head out to breakfast before I took a painkiller.

I quickly walked to the cafeteria, and I just grabbed some toast and a side of scrambled eggs. Since that was the only thing there was and, of course, a glass of orange juice. I looked around to see if Bobby or PJ got a table, but I couldn't properly see since many students were walking around.

"Max! Over here, man!"

I looked at the direction that I heard my name, and I spotted Bobby waving his hand in the sky to catch my attention, and it seemed like PJ was out cold on the table. I chuckled and walked on over, but suddenly i bumped into someone, and my orange juice spilled on the person's shirt.

"I am so sorry- I didn't mean to. . ." I looked up, and it was Bradley Uppercrust.. The Third.

He had an angry face as he looked at the spill on his burgundy sweater. Shit. I screwed up.

"Watch where you're going, freshmen!" He shouted. Grabbing everyone attention, and it's the last thing we needed right now. Attention.

"I said I was sorry. But, it's not entirely my fault, you know. You probably knew that I was walking this way," I stated.