Narrates Mike Wheeler
I was talking to Will, my best friend for as long as I can remember, about the day we would start classes. I was anxious, but at the time I did not want to go into that place and remember everything that happened with Eleven.
Without realizing it, we spent hours talking not only about the school but about everything, although obviously avoiding the theme of last year.
The next day started well, I found myself again with Lucas and Dustin, I went back to Mr. Clark's classes, I was just going great, until in the middle of science class, a noise took me out of my thoughts, the door opened and the director of the school came in, I expected a talk on the first day or something like that but behind it there was a redhead.
Seeing me was paralyzed, in a good way, I had not felt that since last year with Eleven. Her fire-colored hair moved slightly in the breeze from the window, when I saw Dustin and Lucas I realized that they felt the same, they seemed beautiful, I did not want to say anything, and I did not want to accept that I was finally thinking about a girl who did not out Eleven. The only thing I heard that came out of his mouth was:
"Max"
"What?" Asked Mr. Clark
"Nobody calls me Maxine, it's Max"
"Max ..." I thought. And that's when I remembered that three days ago the boys and I had discovered that a certain MadMax had surpassed us in Dig Dug. I looked at the boys and they looked at me, just to see them I realized how much we thought about the same thing.
The redhead went to sit in her seat that was behind everything so I could not look at her without realizing it, it was too obvious so I just follow her with my gaze until she sat down and we crossed glances, those sea-colored eyes. .. they imnotized me, until I realized I was being uncomfortable, the girl just laughed innocently, which seemed very sweet to me, Wait ... how can I feel something like that for someone who is not Eleven?
