ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ || mike x max ( maxwheeler ) ||

Pt.2 : meet the girlfriend

Nearing my school now, I sit on the cold, hard bus seat, along with Dusting and Lucas. Thankfully, Madie doesn't take the bus in the morning. I need a break anyways from all her clingey-ness. Usually, I find that adorable in girls, but Madie's a whole new level. Shifting uncomfortably in my seat, I stare at the blurs of colours passing by out my window. Whatever Lucas and Dustin were talking about this morning, I wasn't interested. I find myself now, day dreaming of what it would be like to be able to grab a wisp of Max's firery, red hair, and stare into those ocean eyes. God, she is beautiful, no model could ever compare.

"Hey, Mike?" Lucas tugged at my shoulder.
"W-what? I wasn't doing anything I swear!" My checks turning bright pink.
"Dude, you were zoned out of the whole conversation, and it was about Pac-Man!" Dustin squawked.
Yawning, I pick up my backpack as the bus jolts to a holt.
"You get to see your hot girlfriend in less than five minutes how do you feel about that?" Dustin chuckles, giving Mike 'Finger guns.'
"Ha Ha," I retort sarcastically. I really need to break up with this chic.
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Madies Pov
Oh, Jackson's looking hot as usual today. Ugh, I turn to my best friends, Brianna and Izzy.
"Girls, I'm going to ask a really serious question," I exaggerate.
"Do these jeans make me look fat?" I nervously whisper.
"I've been like, dieting all week, who knew salads were so good! I just don't know, maybe I'm eating too much." I add truthfully.
"Oh,trust me hunny, we wouldn't be hanging out with you right now if you looked fat." Brianna says almost disgusted.
"Yeah, obvi." Izzy chimed in.
"Thanks, I knew I could count on you both!" "Now ugh, what's taking Mike so long? He better get here soon. Who else's is going to take my bag to first period? As if I'm going to chip my nails." I complain.
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Mikes pov
We walk into school, and almost immediately spy Madie with her posey. Walking up to them, I realize I'm 5 minutes late than usual, meaning I'm going to be yelled at. Crap! I forgot to grab her coffee before I left. She always asks for me to bring one for before I get to school, but today I was late. It's getting old now, does she think I'm some type of slave?

"MIKEYYYYY! What took you so long! You almost made me risk ruining my nails that I just got done yesterday! Do you like them? Their hot pink." Madie bragged.
"Yeah, they look good." I lied. I hate pink, but only Max knows that because it's my crazy obsessive girl friends favourite colour.
"Um. Just good? Whatever, where's my coffee?" Madie sighed annoyed.
"About that, I was running late, I didn't have time to grab it for you this morning." I answered.
"I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you!" I quickly add.
"Fine. You're lucky I love you." Madie smirked.
Leaning in, she planted a soft kiss on his lips that lingered for too long, wrapping her arms around his neck in the process.
Reluctantly, I pulled her by her waist and gave in once again. The bell rung, saving me, so I took her bags and headed to class with her. This made me late everyday, but teachers stopped punishing me for it because they knew nothing would change. She rambled about some none sense mascara thing, whatever that was, and I pretended to act interested. Holding her hand tightly, I pictured her as Max. I did this often, it made everything easier, like a burdens lifted off my shoulders, until, I come crashing back to reality.
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