Sneaking Glances [Maxpres]

Chapter 2-Preston

Holy... frick! He was perfect! He needed to be cast as a lead! Soon after him I went. I hated my voice, though others enjoyed it, somewhat. Needless to say, what I lacked the voice I made up for in acting!

I finished soon enough and our director smiled, and called for the next person. When I got off the stage I made my way over to where Maxwell was. "Hello there!" I called out to him and he just looked away from me.

"Go away," I heard him mumble but I sat down anyway.

"My name is Preston Goodplay! Pleasure to meet you, probably soon-to-be lead!" I stretched and put my hands behind my head, nearly hitting Maxwell, as soon as my hands got near his face he flinched ever so slightly.

"I'm not gonna be a fucking lead." He shoved his hands into his pockets and pulled the hoodie's hood over his head.

"Ah! But you're wrong there Maxwell!" I threw my hands up, "Your voice was like silk flowing through the audience's ears! You sounded like an angel!" I smiled over at him, through he couldn't see me, with only his nose poking out of his sweater.

I could almost feel him roll his eyes, "it's just Max asshat," he loosened the strings around his head, "You're Preston, right?"

I nodded my head, this kid knew who I was! Without me having to tell him! I know we are gonna be the best of friends! "The one and only!"

Our director dismissed everyone, Max left, yet I followed him. "You cannot just ABANDON your damsel in distress!," He rolled his eyes at me. I rushed after him, in a speed walk, "Maaaaax! Wait!" He paused.

"What do you want?!" He turned and yelled at me, "Please leave me alone..."

"Ah, yet I cannot do that, Sir Maxwell" He rolled his eyes, "Can we please hang out?" I went in front of him, stopped him. "Let's go to my house!"

Max shrugged, "Do I have a choice?" I shook my head, "Then fine."

~~~الوقت تخطي~~~

When we got there I yelled, "GRAM-GRAM I BROUGHT A FRIEND OVER!" I saw Max flinch and look around, he saw my grandmother on the couch and looked at me.

She said back, "What did you say dear?" Max's mouth formed a little 'O' shape.

"I SAID I BROUGHT A FRIEND OVER WOMAN!" I threw my hands up as she looked back to her cooking show, "GODDAMNIT WOMAN LISTEN TO ME!" I sighed and motined for my guest to follow me to my room.

"That sucks, living with someone who can't even hear you..." He looked to the side, "So, what do 'ya wanna do?" he said as soon as we were out of earshot, like she would be able to hear if we were anyway...

"It does sometimes, but it beats living with my Mother!" I chuckled a bit but Max looked worried.

His face slightly lifted up as he said, "Man I wish I had someone to lean back on like that!" his face turned back to it's normal somber expression.

"Heh, so, want to work on our Bio homework? We have that class together!" he looked at me confused.

Then he said, "Holy shit you're the 'girl'" he put finger quoted the word, "That sits in front of my oh my god I'm an idiot,"

"You thought I was a girl?!" I started giggling, when he said yes and started to join me, soon this giggling turned into full on laughter, we both started to clutch our stomachs, I fell over first, though Max soon joined me on the floor.

Our laughing died down, through there was still a few scattered giggles here and there, through laughs we exchanged numbers and conversation. "You're pretty cool Max, I thought you were just gonna be mean and a dick, but you actually aren't that bad!"

His face hardened, "I have to go home, but I'll see you later?" I nodded and asked if he wanted me to walk him home. "Naw, it's ok, cya later though?"

I sighed as I walked him to the door, "Bye Maxwell! I shall weep until I see your face tomorrow!"

"See you, theater gay!"

"See you edgy Emo-wannabe!" Max shrugged, waved and walked away. Leaving me to contemplate... well... everything?

~~~الوقت تخطي~~~

I woke up the next... wonderful (?) day. I looked over at my phone on the charger, and saw that it was saturday! I jolted up and reached for my phone just as I heard a crash downstairs, I rushed down there and was so glad to see that it was just my cat who knocked something over. I'm constantly plagued with the thought of my Grandma falling and dying, I love her too much!

"Hey, Sam!" I pet her soft coat of fur and breathed in her smell, ((AN: That cat smell, ya know the one?)) She glared at me and let out a small purr, rubbing her head against my hand, "What'da knock over buddy?" I looked down as she let out a small meow of complaint when my hand stopped petting her.

When I looked down I was faced with a big soup pot, how did her tiny body knock something so large over? I don't know, and yet I am extremely curious, I left it alone though. Taking out my phone I responded to the text messages I was bombarded with, them trying to awake me from my peaceful slumber! Villains!

Nerrislecoot: Pressstonnnnn

Wizardman: Dudeee please freaking talk to us we have big ass news

Theaterboiisdone: Villains! What is so important that it disrupts my sleep?

Nerrislecoot: some special guy (YOU!) is gonna be one of the leads for the play!! :D

Theaterboiisdone: NICE! Who did I get? :00

Nerrislecoot: Veronica, or in this play Vincent!!

Wizardman: Yeah dude! I got Kurt ://

Theaterboiisdone: Awesome! Holy shit this is great!!!!

I sighed and put my phone down, so so happy for our upcoming practice this tuesday! I smiled to myself and threw myself onto a chair in the living room. I let out a small sigh, content with life at this very moment, you know that moment you're just like 'I will remember this' but nothing really important you just feel good? Just me? Yeah... I thought so!