My name is Maxine McCarthy, my friends call me Max, and I'm 17. I just ended my 3rd year of high school and summer break has started. My friend, Jess, who comes from a wealthy family but still works for the things she gets, got her own apartment yesterday and wants me to move in with her. Of course I have to talk to my mom about it but that's the hardest part. There is one thing that no one but my mom knows, not even Jess knows and I've known her since diapers.
I get home from my last day of school and see my mom's car in the driveway, that's when the nervousness hits me.
I walk in the door and smell dinner, it smells amazing. She never really cooks unless its a special occasion, my birthday, her birthday or she has something to say. My birthday is in October and her's is in December and its currently May, so it's obviously the other one.
"Hey mom."
"Oh hey, how was your day," she turns and shows me a warm smile
"It was good, regular school day. What's the dinner for? I'm not complaining because your cooking is amazing but you never really cook."
"I just wanted to cook," I can sense the cap, "Plus it's your last day of school and you've worked so hard all year and deserve it."
"Oh, thanks mom. So I want to ask you something."
"Okay, what is it hun?"
Before I could ask, someone knocked on the door.
"Oh, that must be him. Can you go get that for me please."
"Uh...sure?" I get up from my seat and walk over to the front door, I open it and my jaw dropped. Without a single word said between me and the mistake God created standing in front of me, I turn, leaving the door open and calmly walk up the stairs into my room slamming the door behind me and locking it. I can faintly hear my mother swear before coming up the stairs.
"Max open the door please."
"No."
"Max!"
"No!"
I heard her sigh, go into the bathroom and come back to the door. She jiggled the door knob and it opened.
"For God's sake mom." I mutter under my breath, did she really just pick the lock on my door with a bobby pin?
"Max, please come down and eat with us." she came over and sat on my bed next to me.
"No, I hate him and you know that. I'll just eat after he leaves." She just stares at me, she gives me that mom look.
I sigh, "Fine, but I'm not sitting anywhere near him, he's a dick."
"Thank you, Max. Also stop swearing, you do it to much." We laugh at that knowing I'm not going to and grabs my hand. We walk downstairs and I glare at him as I walk by, silently hoping he would explode. I quickly sat down in my favorite seat, the one by the window, and that asshole sits across from me.
'WHY ARE YOU ALIVE?' I think to myself while still trying to see if my glare will kill him.
"Hey, you... I want my mom to sit across from me but you can sit in that one over there." I point to the farthest one from me, he nodded and moved.
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In the middle of dinner I knew I wanted to tell her and I don't care if the asshole hears it, he'll be happy.
"Mom, I wanna ask you something."
"What is it?" She said with a smile.
"Jess got her own place yesterday that her parents are paying for."
"Oh that's good, Jess is an amazing kid, I'm so happy you two are still friends. I love her like she's like my own daughter. "
"She wants me to move in with her, may I?"
She stopped eating and so did Gabe, the asshole of a boyfriend, and they both look at me in shock.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes ma,am."
"I think its a wonderful idea." Gabe spoke.
"Shut the fuck up. I didn't ask nor do I care about what you think." I snap at him
"Not now hun. Max, you do realize that somethings could happen like a fire or a robbery or something between you and her."
"Yes, I do realize that and that's why I'm going to tell her tomorrow when we hang out."
"I don't know sweetie, let me think about it. I'll let you know after you tell me what she says, okay?"
"Ya, okay. I understand."
We finish dinner with nothing else said, I head up to my room, check my phone for any messages and fall asleep.
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ALRIGHTTT. This is older me and I had to edit this. I honestly miss creative writing in school so here I am, editing this so it doesn't sound like a 12 year old wrote it.
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