(The picture is Stella & Max.) By the title, you might think this is some dumb romance story. It's not. Well..sorta. It's a story about how I, Stella Johnson, got left by my guy best friend, (hence the title.) I'm a year younger than Max Patton, my guy best friend. We both lived in the same town all our lives, we told each other some stuff no one else knew, (did you know he can play guitar?), and we hung out all the time. Until he started high school. It wouldn't have been that bad, him starting high school, that is if he wouldn't have started at a completely different school in a completely different town. A town five hours away. And I wasn't going. Oh, and does it make it worse that a zombie apocalypse breaks out while he's there?