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Anastasia and Alison were walking out of school together, talking about their plans for the night when Max came up to the two, messing up Stassys hair.
"Alison!" He calls out, though he's right beside her.
"Hi." She says shortly, sparing a look at Anastasia.
"Hi. Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you in class." Max apologizes, falling into step with the two girls.
Stas looks at the two, a weird feeling in her chest.
"You didn't." She rolls her eyes.
"My name's Max Dennison." Max introduces.
"No shit." Anastasia says, crossing her arms over her chest.
Alison stifles a laugh at the girl "Yeah, I know. You just moved here, huh?"
"Yeah, a couple months ago." Max says, though his eyes were strained on the brunette behind them.
"Must be a big change for you." Alison raises a brow.
"Max can we start walking?" Stas questions, though she gets no answer.
Anastasia huffs out a breath of annoyance, the two completely ignoring her.
Max and Alison went on to talk about halloween, with Stas trailing behind them.
"Trick or treat!" Ali smiles, handing him his number back, before walking away.
Max opens the paper, shoulders dropping slightly to see she handed him his own paper back.
"Tough luck." Stas pats his shoulder, walking ahead as his eyes follow her.
"Stassy, wait up!" Max calls out, jogging after the brunette.
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The two walk through the graveyard silently, Stas hasn't said a word to Max since his exchange with Alison.
"Stas just tell me what's wrong." Max's hands slap his side as he asks the girl for what feels like the millionth time.
"I said nothing. I'm fine." Anastasia lets out a dry laugh.
"You're clearly mad about something stassy." Max puts his hands on her shoulders, stopping her from moving.
Stas pushes his arms off of her, denying it again.
"I thought you were jealous of me and Alison or something for a second." Max laughs out, wrapping an arm around the girls shoulders.
Anastasia opens her mouth to say something, but two guys jump out from behind a gravestone.
"Halt! Who this guy with you?" Jay asks, looking at Anastasia then at Max.
"Max. I just moved here." Max says, uncertain.
"From where?" Jay crosses his arms.
"Los Angeles."
Jay and Ice give Max a blank look.
"LA you bimbos." Stassy exclaims, rolling her eyes.
"Tubular." Ice says, nodding his head.
"I'm Jay, this is Ernie." Jay introduces.
"How many times I gotta tell you...my name ain't Ernie no more, it's Ice. Ice." Ice turns around, pointing to the word ice shaved into the back of his head.
Anastasia raises her brows, laughing.
"So, let's have a butt." Jay pipes up, digging into his pockets.
"No thanks, I don't smoke." Max gives the two goons a dirty look.
"Come on Max, let's go." Stassy rolls her eyes, grabbing Max's sleeve
"They're very health conscious in Los Angeles." Ice teases.
"You got any cash...Hollywood?"
"No."
"Knock it off already, seriously!" Stassy groans, fed up with the two already.
"Gee, we don't get any smokes from you, we don't get any cash, what am I supposed to do with my afternoon." Ice throws his hands up in the air.
"Maybe you could learn to breathe through your nose." Max scrunched up his nose.
Stassy laughs, covering her mouth.
Jay looks down at Max's shoes, then gives Ice a look.
"Max we should go, really." Anastasia tugs on his sleeve harder this time, but the two don't get very far before Jay starts talking again.
"Whoa. Check out the new cross trainers."
"Cool. Let me try 'em on." Ice grins, the two of them drag Max's shoes off, but he doesn't even care too stop them.
Fed up, the two start on there way home again.
"Idiots."
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