Our lives

Max

I walk up the hallway and meet Anne at her class. She tells me what happened during class. Man, that girl's got karma coming back at her. "Do I have to invite him over because I wouldn't trust that kid in MY house let alone my best friend's house." she asks me with a mean look on her face. "I mean this projects worth a lot isn't it?" I ask her. "Well...yeah it's like about 40% of our final grade. It had to be an important project too. The one time I get stuck with that little insufferable asshole!" she says to herself as we walk towards Nick. "What's wrong Anne?" he asks her with a look of concern on his face while Anne keeps going off about Victor. "She's been having a rough day today." I tell him. "Well there's nothing a hug can't fix!" he says and wraps his arms around her waist.

"And what the fuck do you think you're doing there buddy?" Anne asks still pretty pissed off. " "Nothing much sweetie, just this." He turns her around and gives her a kiss. To be completely honest, I really wasn't expecting that. I mean my best friend is a girl and I know how pissed they can be when they have a bad day. As I walk into class my phone starts to buzz. I look at it and see a text from Nick. It said sorry for the mini soap opera and good luck with Julia!:)!!!! God, that child can be a real bother sometimes. If you're wondering what he meant by good luck with Julia, I am going to tell her that I've had a major crush on her since the fifth grade. She's a really nice person and she really knows how to make people feel better when they're down. She has a really amazing smile and beautiful eyes.

Me and Anne sit next to each other during Spanish class and its not fun to listen to her go on about Nick and Victor. "And working with him isn't the worst part! What if he notices Alex?!? I won't be able to stand that man with my friend." she tells me. "Anne as you could probably tell from my lack of communicating in this conversation I honestly don't give a fuck about stupid Victor Samson!" I say as nicely as you possibly can. "Are we having issues here Mr. Griffin and Ms. Duncan?" our teacher asks us giving a look of warning on her face. "No ma'am there's no problem here." Anne tells her while giving a smile.

The bell rings later and after class Anne asks me if I'll stay with Nick after school to wait for her and Alex's soccer practice to end. I say sure and she leaves to her next class.