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it was now somewhere around 6pm, and max was biking to the arcade- brooklyn sitting right behind her, her arms wrapped around max's waist. maybe alittle too tight.

"ew. your hairs in my mouth," brooklyn complains, turning her head and sticking out her tongue. "get over it," max says with a smirk in her voice, turning into the parking lot of the arcade.

the two hop off the bike, leaving it to crash onto the ground, next to what brooklyn assumes are her friends bikes. as soon as they enter the arcade, lucas calls max's name, waving his arms around in an attempt to get her attention.

"idiot," max says underneath her breath, mainly to herself, with a smile. "here, come on," she wraps an arm around brooklyn's shoulders, guiding her over to the boys.

"this is brooklyn." max introduces her, and the boys who arent already facing her turn around. "brooklyn?" mike repeats, looking very judgemental. brooklyn recgonizes him. "hi," brooklyn barely squeaks. "thats mike. ignore him, hes stupid," max says to brooklyn. "hey, dont you live like, a couple houses behind mine?" mike asks, realizing aswell. 

brooklyn nods her head. "thought i'd seen you before." "so you did know someone else," max whispers to me, grinning. 

 dustin pushes lucas out of the way to introduce himself. "im dustin," he sticks out his hand. brooklyn looks from him, to his hand, and then shakes it. "uh, im brooklyn, but, you already know that," she mumbles the last part, her hand dropping to her side.

dustin grins. "thats will, and, thats-" lucas interrupts him. "lucas. im lucas." he rolls his eyes. "here, i'll show you dig dug," max mumbles, walking away with brooklyn, but first glaring at all of the boys. (except will #wax rights am i right or am i rat)

"sorry, they're dumb," max complains, glancing over at them for the last time. "no, they're cool," brooklyn replies with a smile, already looking at max when she looks back at her. 

"not when you get to know them. anyways, you wanna try, uh, dig dug first?" max asks, leaning against the side of a game in an attempt to be cool, and succeeding. "oh, uh, i dont know.  im not, really, the best at.. video games," brooklyn says, embarrased for an odd reason. 

max snickers. "thats pretty obvious. its okay, though. i can teach you," max says, getting off of the game and shifting to face the front of it, brooklyn doing the same after.



the game had now started, after several minutes of max struggling to get the quarter in, and brooklyn standing their trying not to laugh. "what do i do?" brooklyn asked quickly, already starting the quickly paced game. "okay- wait, no, dont do that, jump over that." max blurted out several things at once from behind her.

"yes, yeah, shoot that thing," she instructs. "im gonna die," brooklyn says, accidentally out loud. "here, ill help you," max says, placing her hand on top of brooklyn's, who's was gripping onto the joystick of the game.

soon after, brooklyn had beaten the final level. only with max's help. "your so good!" brooklyn exclaims as she spins around to face max, excitement in her tone, and also in her expression. she unconciously slips her hand underneath max's, who was holding onto the joystick, and grabs onto max's other hand- intertwining both of their fingers, at the same time. (bro that was hard to write HAHAH dead)

"why are you like, the best at everything?" brooklyn asks jokingly, holding their hands up with a grin, and making max's heart melt. "maybe not at everything. im not that good, you just absolutely suck at video games," max lies. not the brooklyn sucking at videogames, that is correct, but of her not being that good.

brooklyn (finally) realized that she had been holding max's hands, and quickly pulled, her now sweaty hands, away from her's, her face flushing. max didnt seem to care that much.  "what game should we play next?" brooklyn quickly asks.

"you wanna try pac man? its one of my favourites," max asks, her eyes scanning the arcade. "okay!" 


soon later, the group joins them, huddled around max. "i should probably be going home soon," will says. "yeah? gotta get some good rest for our d&d campaign tommorow?" dustin asks with a smile. "d&d?" brooklyn repeats, her eyebrows furrowing. "its some game the boys play," max answers, turning around to face the group.

"dungeons and dragons. we're having a 5-hour long campaign tommorow," mike announces proudly. "its gonna be epic. hey, you wanna come and watch with max? she always gets bored and complains and interrupts,"

"yeah, good idea, you can distract her," mike nudges him. "meet us in my basement. tomorrow at 6." he says sternly. "y-your basement?" brooklyns eyebrows furrow.

"its where we have all our campaigns," dustin answers for him.  

brooklyn looks from max to the boys. "uh, okay, sure," she agrees, and the boys grin at each other. 




lmao im just gonna put whatever

 random st gifs i have saved at the top


i have like a lot?? of chapters written theyre all just unedited smh

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