Being Nice Is For Losers (DISCONTINUED)

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The grocery store wasn't far so I decided to take my skateboard and ride it on my way there despite it being winter. I hated the cold but oh well. Doesn't snow much here anyway.

Once I got to the store I walked in and headed straight for the muffins, unaware of the pair of brown eyes following me.

As I was looking for the good brand I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned around only to be disappointed. "Hey Max, you're back huh?" Ace asked with his usual boyish smile.

"Obviously," I said rather rudely and grabbed my muffins, walking to the checkout and hoping he wouldn't follow.

"How are ya?" He asked. This boy can't take a hint for shit.

"Fine."

"Bitchy today huh?" Ace looked far from concerned which was so unlike him. I knew I was being an ass but I mean with what he did to Nate I really don't wanna be nice to him. At all. Ever again. Hell, the change in him is just as physical as it is personality wise. He looks like fuckboy rather than his normal, friendly self.

"Can you like, not talk to me. You're kinda on the shit list at the moment." I used the self checkout and paid for my food, placing the boxes in a bag.

"What did I-"

"Don't. Don't fucking pull that shit," I said and rolled my eyes, grabbing the bag and going to walk away. "You fucked with my brother and I stand by him. End of story."

"Max I didn't change like he thinks I did, I'm the same. I don't know what I did wrong. Hell, if anything he changed," he said, getting rather defensive over the subject.

"Really? You're really gonna play that card?" I said, laughing a bit. "Look, I don't give a shit. What happened happened and I'm not really one to take sides, but Nate's my brother."

"Just cause me and Nate aren't friends anymore doesn't mean you have to be an ass to me."

"Well guess what? Nate's right. You're kind of a dick now," I said and with that, I walked off. I heard Ace sigh but I didn't bother looking back. I got back on my skateboard and rode home, allowing the icy wind slice through my hair and push it back from my face.

~*~

"I fucking hate school!" I whined to Lucas and Riley who only laughed and agreed as we walked the halls to our next class. Rumors had already spread about my return and whether or not I had really changed. It was only the first day back from winter break. It was honestly annoying. I was used to the stares and the whispers by this point but they had multiplied and it got on my nerves.

"Wanna hear the latest of your rumors?" Riley grinned.

"Oh god... What is it?" I asked.

"On your first day at that school you beat the shit out of a teacher that told you to pass papers around the class. Oh, and you did it again to the same teacher before you left just for fun." Both Lucas and I burst out laughing. My god, some of these rumors were just plain hilarious.

"That's the best one yet," Lucas chuckled and I nodded in agreement.

"Guys look. It's Maxipad." I looked over to see little miss popular bitch, Brittney Grey. Blonde hair, tight clothes, fake tits. Your typical high school whore. She liked to think she could mess with me sometimes. Brittney was the root of most of the bad rumors about me and that has cause me to threaten her life a few times. Each time she burst into tears and went bawling to the principal, who just happened to be her aunt. That just left me screwed in the end.

"Guys look. It's a whore with fake tits. Don't bother with pictures, they're a dime a dozen." I rolled my eyes and kept walking. Riley snickered and acted as if she were about to go at them but only stomped her foot. Brittney and her fellow hoes jumped back and squealed in fear as Lucas laughed and rolled his eyes.