Maxillian Dup'ar are the only words that you will find in the once worthless "diary" my mother gave me for my fourteenth birthday. Only two years later do I find a need for it. Yes I'm 16 and blindly inlove with Max who is a senior this year *sigh* I wish I could say, " If only he'd notice me," but I can't, we have history together that he chooses to ignore and pretend never happened but only when he doesn't need my help. I know your wondering what led to these akward encounters so I'll start from the beginning...