True Colors (Max Thunderman: Book 2) DISCONTINUED

Dance with Me Nate

(This chapter has been modified to fit Lindsey and her interests)

Lindsey's POV

Staring at my arms in the mirror is one of the saddest sights you may ever see. Both of my arms were covered from my wrist all the way up to just underneath my armpit. I just can't stop, one cut leads to two, two leads to three, and it just keeps going.

Whenever I try to stop, I think about my father and his words that make me cry every time. I spend thirty minutes attempting to cover my scars and cuts with makeup every day and it gets harder and harder. So glad I have many long sleeve shirts.

A part of me thought I would stop when I told Max I loved him but that did nothing. It just makes me feel guilty and how much he'll be upset with me when he finds out.

Today, the school was having auditions for a dance team and I wanted to be on it. This dance team is a hip hop team, so the dance teacher is looking for hip hop dancers.

Hip hop isn't my favorite style, but I'm pretty good at it. Hip hop is more carefree and alongs the body to move more compared to ballet.

I was talking to some of the members of the hip hop dance team and asking them what type of moves they were looking for. Majority of the team were girls and they had one boy, Nate Lockhart.

He makes me so mad. He's such a prevent and flirts with every girl in school and doesn't care about our feelings at all. He's the worst.

After I finished talking, I went over to my boyfriend and a Phoebe.

"Hey." I greeted and Max kissed my cheek. I looked at the bench and saw a cute picnic set up. "What's this?"

"I set up a picnic for us for lunch." Max told me and I smiled at him.

"Aww." I giggled. "I love it."

"Linds, I didn't know you were into hip hop." Phoebe chimed in and I shrugged.

"Yeah, it's not my favorite but I still like it." I told her. "I want to be on the team, but I also don't."

"Why?" Phoebe asked.

"It's Nate." I told her and glared over at Nate who was checking me out. "I hate him. He's such a pervert."

Phoebe and Max gave me a look of confusion.

"What did he do to you?" Max asked me and I shook my head.

"Nothing, but I heard he flirts with all the girls on the team and does everything he can to get them to show him their body." I explained and shivered. "It's horrible."

Max's eyes wandered over to Nate and he glared at him.

"That's disgusting." Phoebe mentioned and I nodded.

"Yeah."

The bell rang which means it was time for lunch and Phoebe left as did most of the kids but Max didn't move.

"Max." I said and snapped my fingers in front of his face. He blinked and came back to reality.

"What? What happened?" He asked and I chuckled.

"You were staring off into space. Are you okay?" I asked him, caressing his cheek.

He gently lowered my hand and nodded. "Yeah."

I can tell he's lying, his eyes shift to the side when he lies and I can feel it.

"Max, what's wrong?" I asked him and he scoffed.

"Nothing."

I rose my eyebrow and he gave in.

"Nate was checking you out the whole time and it bugs me." He admitted with a low voice. "I'm the only one who can do that."