Max POV:
Another working day begins. I was what you might say a closet nerd. I sat at the end of the classroom and paid no attention whatsoever to the lecture because I had already prepared it and I am taking this time to take a nap. See you in a bit.
An unsuccessful nap later, it was lunchtime, I went to the cafeteria, I saw Mike coming my way, I had friends, casual friends, but over the years I have discovered that the concept of a "Best Friend" is nothing but a big bowl of Bullshit. I had friends over the years and good ones. Some of them I even labeled "My best friend" but as we moved on with our lives we fell apart.
"Did you have a good nap?"
"Does it look like I had a good nap?" I laid my head on the table, "Mr. Peterson's voice is like a broken piano"
"Yeah that is true"
"You are not even in my department how would you know"
"Max everyone knows"
He took a sip from his coke "have you eaten already"
"No, I am not hungry," I said as I opened my book.
"Hah" he stood up; he mimicked having a microphone in his hand and said "Breaking news, breaking news...."
I pulled him down
"Stop it, I am hungry but I don't feel like eating".
"Dude you seriously worry too much about studies, chill man, get your head out of this" he pulled my book away. I tried to get it but he held it further away. "I am texting you an address, there's a party there, we will blow off some steam one last time before exams", he started walking away.
"hyyy..., my book", I yelled.
"oh yeah", he came back; picked up my bag after putting the book back he fished for something else. "And for motivation, so you actually make it to the party". He placed a notebook and a pen on the table. After that he sprinted for the door with my bag, "you can have your bag at the party".
I didn't even try to chase him to have my bag back I simply didn't have the energy to do it. I took the articles on the table and went for my next lecture.
Back at the apartment:
I fell on the bed and never even turned on my back just fell asleep.
I woke up to the ringing mobile. It was Mike
"I will be there don't worry"
I took a long shower and got ready for the party.
Mike was right I really need to chill. I got my keys and went for the door.
Sarah POV:
The Voice: knock on the door.
Sarah: I not gonna.
The Voice: knock on the door.
Sarah: I not gonna.
The Voice: you promised
Sarah: no I didn't, I said I would but I didn't promise.
I bumped into someone again and dropped my phone. I bent down to pick it up, it was chipped on the corner.
The Voice: it's him it's him it's him. Don't blow it.
Sarah: well, if you keep yelling in my mind I am defiantly gonna lose him.
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