fucking hell.
i met eyes with max as i entered the class. my heart stopped and my blood ran cold.
he looked down after we looked at each other.
he probably thinks i'm a freak.
i scoffed to myself.
david asked me how i was doing.
i told him i was fine.
god, i was so far from fine.
sitting down, i heard murmurs and whispers around me.
cool.
i pulled out romeo and juliet and began to read it, getting lost in the literature.
i wish i had a juliet. well, i don't want her to die, but y'know.
and i want her to be max.
god, i can't go one day without his name running through my fucking head.
class went on, and i gave the occasional heart eyes to max.
after all, what's new?

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The Play (MaxPres - Camp Camp)
Fanficmax and preston? what opposites. || lowercase intended. || updates whenever.