Skateboarding Lovers || Maxley

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As I'm leaving my very long and boring biology class I feel someone's presence beside me, I look and a brunette girl is walking with me.

She tucks her hair behind her ear. "Hey, your Max right?"

"Uh, yeah."

"I thought I recognised you. I just saw you in class...and thought you were cute." She says, batting her eyes at me.

I nervously smirk. "Oh, thanks."

"Do you have a pen?"

"Uh..." I stick my hand into my jean pocket, fishing out a pen then handing it to her.

She takes the pen then grabs my hand, and begins writing something on it. "There." She smiles and hands the pen back to me. "I'll be expecting your call." She says before leaving.

I raise an eyebrow then look at my hand, she's written her number.

I'm still getting used to girls being interested in me. Back in high school they never even looked my way since I was a dorky awkward kid. I've gained a lot of confidence since then though, and I guess the X games helped...a lot.

When I get back to the dorm I decide to take a nap since I'm exhausted after staying out with Bradley, then also getting back to the dorm and playing video games with Bobby all night.
I get changed into my vest top and pj pants then shut the curtain before flopping down onto my bed and instantly falling asleep.

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I wake up to someone knocking at the door.
I rub my eyes with a groan.
They knock again so I shout. "Coming, coming."

I get out of bed and walk over to the door. When I open it I'm greeted by Bradley standing there, bloody and bruised while leaning against the wall and holding his stomach.

"Bradley what the fuck!? What the hell happened??"

He doesn't answer but instead stares at me with wide eyes.

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I came to Max's door because it was closer than the gamma house, but the sight I saw when he opened it wasn't what I was expecting.

He's standing there in a vest top that drapes from his body, revealing his built arms.
I shouldn't be surprised since it's obvious he would need some muscle for the skating stunts he did, but for some reason I'm still taken aback by the sight in front of me.
I feel my heart get caught in my throat, making me unable to speak.

"Hello? Bradley??" He says, looking shocked and confused.

He snaps me out of my thoughts. "Uh...I got into a fight."

He rubs his eyes, speaking barely above a whisper. "Jesus christ Bradley..." He looks back up at me. "Come inside."

I try to take a step but end up nearly falling so Max quickly grabs me by the shoulders. "Let me help." He says before grabbing my arm and putting it over his shoulder, beginning to help me inside.

It feels weird being this close to him.
But also kind of...nice?

He takes me over to his bed and sits me down on it before going into the bathroom and coming out with a first aid kit.
He sits down next to me, opening the first aid kit. "So what happened?"

"...I saw some people staring at me and whispering to each other, so I went over and confronted them. It ended up with me getting into an argument with one of them then one thing led to another..."

He sighs, lifting up a cotton bud soaked in rubbing alcohol. "You really shouldn't let people get to you...it looks like it was a pretty bad fight."

He was right, it got pretty intense. We had a whole crowd gathered around us, though I do think if anyone saw me fighting it would bring a big crowd no matter how bad the fight was.