The football game was half way over which meant it was time for the cheerleaders to dance. Everyone's favorite part. The girls came out in their blue and gold skirts. The whole crowd screamed and yelled. No one at Medlin High could deny that the cheerleaders were the highlight of the school. They had those personalities where everyone wants to be them or be their friend. They were all pretty in the face and great in the body. Everyone had their favorite. Mostly everyone's favorite was Max.

Max wasnt the team captain, since she was only a sophomore, but she was by far the most important. She had golden brown/blond hair that flows over her shoulder. Her BIG chocolate brown eyes made anyone desire to make her life easier. She was about 5"9 with long tanned legs. She never really wore make up besides a little eye liner and mascara. She dressed in normal clothes, nothing too tight or small. Every girl wished she could at least resemble Max; every boy wanted to claim her as their own.

Anyhow, the cheerleaders ran out and the music picked up. They started to flip around and move their bodies in perfect unison; just as the dance was coming to an end the music stopped abruptly. The crowd and the cheerleaders all looked around trying to find the cause when Dylan walked onto the field.

Dylan was a junior, Medlin High's finest gem. He had broad shoulders, sandy blond hair, and the most mesmerizing turquoise eyes you will ever see. He was every girls dream, including Max's. That is why they are dating after all.

As Dylan walked out onto the field he held in his hand a bouquet of flowers and in the other a microphone. He strode down into the middle of the field wearing his varsity jacket and jeans. As he got closer to the cheerleaders he knelt on one knee and spoke clear into the microphone, "Max can I take you to homecoming?". At that the cheerleaders parted leaving Max dead in the center gaping at Dylan.

She said to herself "yes". Then she squealed and ran over to Dylan. He stood up just in time for her to jump onto him. With her legs wrapped around his hips and his arms securely under her bottom they kissed. A peck on the lips that had Max's head spinning with joy. "YES!", she screamed to the crowd; then leaning into Dylan she whispered in his ear "yes".

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"I can not believe he got down on his knee." Lissa squealed. She had been talking about Dylan's proposal since they got to mall.

Lissa was one of Max's closest friends. They had known each other since they were in third grade. They had met through a boy whom they had both had a crush on, whatever his name was. Anyway they had both hated each other fighting over this boy, but then he moved away and they realized they had a lot in common. Now they hang out all the time, have all their classes together, and are at the top of the school. Like they say, every blond needs a ginger.

"Lissa as much as I love you, if you talk about it one more time I will break your ankles" Max stated jokingly.

"It's just that you get all the good ones. I just like to point it out." Lissa whined.

At that second a big blob plopped in the food court seat next to Max, startling her. She turned her head to see who had scared her only to find herself looking at a pale boy with strawberry blond hair. "Iggy" Max squealed while throwing her arms around her best friend." I thought you weren't coming back until Christmas?" Max questioned her friend. He answered her teasingly "I missed my Maxie-poo. And my mother was tired of paying international bills". Max laughed. Iggy has been traveling Europe since last June.

Iggy was her best friend since kindergarten. He is a year older than her so he is a junior at Medlin. So when Max was a freshman he was her mentor, and since then he has always loved Max like a big brother. Her whole family loves him. Maybe some of them a little too much. Ella, a couple months younger then Max, has had a crush on him since forever. Forever being the summer he spent with the Martinezes at their lake house.

"Hi Iggy" Lissa says awkwardly.

"Hey ginger" Iggy says even more uncomfortable than Lissa.

They had a summer fling before Iggy left. Max was always against it. She warned Lissa that Iggy isn't really a one woman man. Who would be if they looked like they came straight out of a magazine? Anyway it ended badly and Max was left to pick up Iggy's mess. Again.

"I hate that name, always have" Lissa hissed.

"Geez, don't blow your top red head. Anyway, what is Maximum Martinez doing at the mall?" Iggy asked curiously.

"She is shopping for a home coming dress." Lissa told Iggy in an obvious manner. "Dylan asked her to go."

Iggy's jaw dropped "Dylan? Blond Dylan? I'm-the-best-thing-in-the-world Dylan?"

"Yes", Max mumbled why she looked down at her shoes.

Iggy smiled mischievously as the horrifying words came out his mouth "Does Ari know?"

In that moment all Max could think was uh-oh.