Pick Up lines

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'There's something wrong with Nathan Prescott. He walks around here as if he's the king here, all high and mighty, but the thing is; Prescott goes to a therapist, takes medication, and no one can help him no matter how hard they try. We all know this, we choose to ignore it because it's not important. What is important is that he keeps his episodes from the public eye and does not break down or go crazy on an innocent civilian, we must keep him happy no matter what and that applies to everyone; Do Not Piss Off Nathan Prescott. Keep weapons away from him at all costs and make sure he takes his meds. The last break down was too severe and we can not risk having another one.'

I raised an eyebrow at the words written on a random note stuck on the wall, I tore it down, reading over it again and again and frowning at how informative yet rude (and hopefully fake?) it is.

"What the fuck?" I mouthed to myself and shook my head, scowling and crumpling it up, throwing it in the closest trash bin. I looked for any other papers on the wall like it but it seemed that was the only one.

It was one thing to know about someone mental illness, but posting it for EVERYONE to see is a major bitch move. I growled in frustration as I saw Chloe on the other end of the hallway, glaring at me. I stalked over to her and looked at her, we were about the same height, but she was still pretty intimidating with her eyes set on me, ready to kill.

"Max is alone with Nathan." She stated and I froze, apparently not wanting to kill me then, raising an eyebrow at her and opening my mouth to try and say something but nothing came out, "I'm trying to watch them without being noticed, I want to hear what they're saying. Come'on, Max is already there, the dick had to reschedule meeting her due to. . .i don't even know to be honest, but it's sort of a douche move, What could he have been doing?" She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the back of the school and around it towards the front, I blushed when I remembered what had gone down less than 2 hours ago, I groaned and shook my head, then looked up at Chloe, curious.

"What? Is she giving you updates or something--?"

"Yes. I don't trust her or Rachel alone with Prescock. Hell, I don't even like that you and him are so close to one another, right across the damn hall where he could just waltz over and-- ugh." She shook her head, a look of disgust on her face and I smiled softly, flattered that she seemed to care about me like that, she looked back at me and rolled her eyes, "No. Don't do that. No mushy shit. I was just sayin'--" She shut up and suddenly covered my mouth and pushed me behind a sign. I crouched down and scowled at Chloe who leaned over me and shushed me, trying to hear the conversation between the Hipster and Rich kid.

"You're late." Max said checking her phone's clock and then she looked up at Nathan who just rolled his eyes, hands fidgeting at his sides.

"So the fuck what? What do you want?"

"--What are you trying to accomplish?" I heard Max say softly, not sounding threatening or worried, just curious and open.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean Nathan. . . .Kate told me about how you have been. . . writing pick up lines on Warren's board?" She said this with a bit if humor, obviously not believing that Nathan Prescott of all people would do that kind of thing.

". . . .so what if I have been. Why the hell would it be important to you?" I peeked around the board where they were standing next to the fountain and noticed the tips of his ears burning red, I couldn't help but laugh softly at that.

"Well, Warren IS my best friend. . ." I looked at Chloe who looked a bit offended but shrugged it off.

"Hey, I get to kiss her. You don't. I win" She whispered and I chuckled, covering my mouth.