AU with no rewind, no tornado, And no events with Mr. Jefferson, Nathan, and the dark room.

A/N: This my first fan fiction so I'm sorry for any mistakes. I wanted to take a different approach please bare with me, as we all take a journey seeing where this story goes.

Chapter1

Journal Entry

September 23, XXXX

Its been two years. Exactly two years since Warren broke up with me. He was a great guy and I really messed up the entire thing. Everyday I run through my mind of how I could of made things better. I led him on for so long. I really thought that if there was enough time maybe I could of fallen for him like he did with me. I still feel like shit and don't think it would change.

I wanted to be that person that he thought I was to him. We got along great, our chemistry was stuff of legends. So many times did he make me laugh and was a person he could turn to when in need but it didn't feel the same. He was more like a brother to me than a love of my life, which explains why sex was so weird when we actually did it.

Stories that I read online and some of those magazines in the check out line say that your first time is suppose to be special. Its suppose to be a crowning moment and is suppose to be a romantic connection you were to have with another person. That night did start off romantic. He did everything he was suppose to do with the romantic date like they do in the movies. He took his time with me and I went along with it for a majority of the time. But I got bored really fast and realized that I should come clean to him about my feelings. I would of felt bad to ask him to stop and if we could do anything else. I even had to fake an orgasm just for the entire experience to just end but it did give him that satisfaction, I think. The movies and articles make it sound like you would feel fireworks that goes off and you feel your heart implode with the melting of two people becoming one. I left none of that, just another sweaty body of top of me pushing themselves into weird positions.

Since that night, he hasn't stopped calling me. I kind of wish that he would and everything would go back to as they were. Is that wrong? I don't want to throw away a friendship, especially one that been so strong since middle school, because of a messed up relationship that never should of happened in the first place. Maybe in time this whole thing would be fixed, at least that what songs say.

Anyway, I should probably be happy instead of this overwhelming weight of guilt that I can't shake off. Its the first day of classes and Mr. Jefferson is my teacher this year. I'm beyond excited about that. My friend Rachel had him last year, well sort of friend. We were lab partners last year in Mrs. Grant's chemistry class, before I was paired with Warren, but we aren't entirely close, we only talk every here and there mostly about boy advice. She wouldn't stop talking about Mr. Jefferson or Mark as she and the others girls would call him. I mean he is pretty hot, but I try not to think of him that way. Guess I should end this before I embarrass myself or worse late for my first day.

Max closes her journal as the morning sun shines through her window blinds. She takes a deep breath and runs her fingers through her hair thinking to herself about the possibilities.

" going to be a long day,' she says to herself. Max looks around her room thinking that her room hasn't changed since last year. The four walls looking back at her with the same eyes they always had. The futon against the furthest wall stood with her guitar leaning across the rail. The small desk against the other wall, housed her laptop and her books carefully organized for this year. Max sits back in bed and looks up at her wall behind her. Her instant camera photos staring back and quietly comforting Max with the memories. Max closes her eyes and takes another breathe, "Long day."


7:53 am on the clock in Mr. Jefferson's classroom. The hustle and bustle of the other students in the hall is echoing with stories of summer and long lost stories. Max is the only person to walk into the classroom. She silently finds a seat near the back of the room. She grabs the seat in the middle of the back row and places her bag and books down. The ticking of the clock can be heard throughout the classroom. She sighed as she looked at the clock then the emptiness of the room. Down in her stomach she feels a sinking pit feeling. Her nervous start to flow through her body as she realizes how early she is on the first day of school, looking like more of a nerd than she already is. Glancing down at her camera sitting on her desk, her hands holding on it. She smiles and watches the sun light reflecting off the lens.

"This would make an awesome photo", she says to her self.

"Max!", a loud voice shakes Max out of her thoughts. She looks over to see Rachel next to her sitting on the desk next to her with a smirk on her face. "Do you ever put that thing down? Or is it permanently attached to you now?", Rachel asked.

Rachel was beyond beautiful. Her hazel eyes sparkled and shined like diamonds. Her long blonde hair perfectly fell down to her chest. She was that perfect beach beauty that people would die for. Her skin had the perfect tan that would make even the highest paid supermodels envious. She was the embodiment of the girl all the boys at school dreamed about. Being this close to her made Max realized that only one word could describe her, gorgeous!

"Hey Rachel", Max chuckled as she lets go of her camera, "Whats up? I didn't see you come in."

"Nothing much. Just ran into everyone outside. You're coming tonight, right?", Rachel replied.

"Ummmm" Max struggles to remember what she is referring to, "what exactly?" Rachel stares back to Max with confused look.

"Come on Maxi don't tell me you forgot. Remember you are suppose to be coming over tonight and chill with me, Frank, and Justin."

Max slowly remembers what Rachel is talking about. She remembered having the plans brought up but the day of the event escaped her. She was unsure of how the night was going to go and the sinking pit feeling slowly came over her again. Max already know of the plan of the evening. Rachel was planning on hooking her up with Justin to help with the aftermath of the relationship with Warren to help her move on, which Max found weird to begin with because she wasn't hurting from the entire "relationship". But there was no saying no to Rachel when she is trying to be helpful.

"You are still coming, right? It would mean a lot to me," Rachel said as she putted. Max sighed as she nodded her head. Max knew she was going to cave in and agree because that's just how she is.

"Okay I'll go, but that doesn't mean I like Justin though", Max replied. Rachel stood behind of Max placing her arms on Max's shoulders before hugging her.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Rachel said between a big grin spreading from ear to ear, "Meet me in the parking lot tonight around 7:30 and make sure to wear something cute and comfortable." Before Max can say anything, Rachel was already halfway out the door and on her way to class.

The day was long and uneventful. The first day seemed to go on forever but Max loved it. School wasn't her favorite place but it gave her a place to day dream without much interruption.

It was early when Max got back into her room. She took the long way home but today it didn't seem as long as it use to. She sat on her bed running Rachel's words of "cute and comfortable" through her head. The words weren't foreign to her but the nervousness of what could happen made the whole phrase seem worse. Justin was cute and definitely her type of skater boy meets school bad boy but she wasn't attracted to him. Would alone time with him change her mind? Or would that just make her more certain about her thoughts? Was this really a date or was this a hook up set up by Rachel? What if this is? Is she suppose to do something? Who is suppose to initiate if something is to happen? Please don't let this be one of those because I'll be way too nervous with that especially with Justin, she says to her self. Max laid back onto her bed looking up at the ceiling. Her hands over her stomach as she tried to relax and clear her mind. Do I even want to go on a date?, flows through her thoughts.

Max looks over to her closet before getting up and walking over to it. She fiddles through her clothes remembering the "cute and comfortable" requirements set up by Rachel.

"Well I have an hour and 30 minutes," she says to her self. Max shifts through her clothes, repeatedly going over the same shirts and hoodies. "I need new clothes. Everything looks so plain especially for tonight. I'm going to look like a bore compared to Rachel. She could make any of this look good without even trying."

Max starts pulling out a the final decision. She throws it on and stands in front of the mirror. Her white shirt under a gray hoodie and light blue jeans with her usual black converses looked similar to what she wore earlier. She looks at her reflection and tries smiling.

"I look so plain! I look stupid!" Max says under her breath. "Is this even considered cute? Its comfortable but cute?" Max looks over to see the time. "Guess this will have to do."

Max takes out her phone to check the time. It was 7:34 when Rachel's red convertible Mustang finally pulled up. The top was down and Rachel's hair blew in the wind as she pulled up.

"I forgot how punctual you are sometimes." Rachel says as Max opens the car door. Rachel pulls out of the parking lot and starts down the street. "So are you excited?" Rachel looks over at Max waiting for her reaction or answer.

"I...I don't know if I would say excited, more like nervous." Max quickly looks out the window with her hands interlocked on her lap.

Realizing the nervousness fuming from Max, Rachel opens her mouth."Hey, don't be nervous. I promise it'll be fun. Nothing bad with happen I swear. If Justin does get fresh with you we will leave but like I said I promise you'll have fun and you'll be thanking me afterwards."

When Rachel muttered those words, Max suddenly gets hit by an earlier thought she had. 'Is Rachel trying to force Justin on me or vice versa? Is this really one of those make out session thing dates? Is that why her and Frank are going to be there?' Her heart starts to race and feels like she is going to throw up. She relaxes her self with a few deep breaths. 'Okay Max, calm down. You're overthinking things again. Just ask her. She'll tell you.'

Max's heart begins to beat faster as all the thought are plastered on her face. Rachel looks over at her and back at the road.

"Max, you okay? You look pale." Rachel asks.

Max bolsters together all of the strength she could muster. "I'm just nervous like I said. Like what exactly are we going to do?"

Rachel looking at the road and smiles. "Just friends hanging out. Probably eating food and watching movies. Just chilling. Frank and I may do our thing just a heads up but that doesn't mean you two have to do anything."

Once they pull into Rachel's drive way, Max gets blown away by her family's home. Its huge and elegant. The long driveway wraps around the back and showed every piece of the tan brick house. Windows in every direction and lights everywhere. Max knew Rachel's family had money, but this was not at all what she was expecting.

"Wowsers you place is beautiful." Max softly said is pure surprise.

"Thanks, my mom and dad want to renovate a lot of it," Rachel states. She parks and turns the car off before getting out. The two get out the car and have different reactions when getting out. Rachel begins walking to the door, spinning her house keys on her finger as Max stands there looking at the house and Rachel walking to the door. Rachel stops because she doesn't hear another set of foot steps and turns around.

"Max, you coming?", Rachel asks.

"Coming," Max quickly responds. She snaps out of her daze and follows Rachel to the door. Rachel opens the door and the two walk in. Rachel throws her bag on a chair by the front door and continues walking as Max takes in the room.

"Wowsers "Max says under her breathe.

"So make yourself at home. Justin should be here shortly." Rachel states as she continues to walk away from Max. Max keeps looking around the room and sees Frank sitting on the couch. He is sitting on the side of it with his right leg on it with his foot hanging off.

"Oh, hey Frank." Max says awkwardly, slightly waving to him.

"Ohhhh, hey you. Maggie? No, Maddie..." Frank tries to look as innocent as possible since he doesn't remember her name.

"Max." She quickly says cutting him off.

"Right! Max!" His focus immediately goes from Max to Rachel, who is rummaging in the kitchen. "Hey babe, grab me a beer. Thanks."

Rachel comes back out the kitchen carrying a beer and a red solo cup. She walks over to Frank and hands it to him. He leans forward off the couch and grabs the bottle by the neck. Rachel hands it to him and begins to walk away. A loud echo comes from behind Rachel as Frank smacks her butt.

"Should of brought a cold one." Frank says as he sips the beer. Rachel looks back giving a half smile to Frank while walking over to Max. Rachel grabs Max's hand and places the cup in here hand.

"What is it?", Max looks confused asking Rachel.

"Just take a sip. Loosen up a little bit." Rachel says as she pulls her towards the couch. Max smells the drink. The smell is strong with the burn of alcohol in it. Rachel scoffs and puts the cup to Max's lips and makes her drink it. Max coughs from the burn of the liquid down her throat.

Rachel notices Max's disgusted face and states, "Yeah probably too much for you. In that case this cup is mine." She quickly pulls Max to the couch and seats next to it. While walking through towards the couch, the sound of flushing is heard and out comes Justin from the kitchen.

Rachel staring at Justin, "What the fuck?" She turns to Frank, "When were you going to say Justin was here?"

Frank brushes it off and sips his beer, "Justin's here."

"Well in that case lets get this party started!" Cheerfully expresses Rachel. She tries to take of Max's hoodie but Max aggressively holds on to it.

"Come on, Max." Rachel rolls her eyes as she takes the red cup, places it on the table and walks into the kitchen. She brings out glass bowls filled with popcorn, candy, and Chex mix. The four sit down in front of the tv. Rachel is sitting next to Frank, his arm around her with the two really close. Max sits next to Justin but at more than arm's length.

"So what we watching?", Justin asks as he stares at the television screen.

Rachel leans away from Frank and toward Justin and Max. She raises her hands and wiggling her fingers says, "Horror movie night!"

"Word? I'm so down for this. What about you Max?", he looks at Max and slides closer to her, "I'll protect you if you get scared." He laughs putting his arm behind her. Max's heart starts racing as before. In her mind the fear of today kept coming back. What was going to happen today? What could happen today? If he does something is she suppose to reciprocate? Max grabs a few of the snacks and nervously eats them. Max looks at Rachel, who is nuzzling into Frank's shoulder.

"Rachel set this up this movie night to somehow get me and Justin together. She knows I don't like scary movies. I get scared easily." Max thinks to herself. "Is this to get me to jump into Justin?"

Max nervously eats the snacks and slows her breathing down. She closes her eyes and opens them, "Yeah, I guess that's fine." Max is shaky in her answer.

Rachel looks over to Justin and Max. She raises her eyebrows and smiles. "Awesome! I was thinking the Conjuring since its on demand. It says its based on true events."

Max kept eating the snacks. She felt the wave of nervousness returning. "All I have to do is get through the movie. After its all over this entire awkward moment will be over," she thought to herself. Rachel clicks through the the tv program searching on the demand screen and the movie starts.


The movie rolls and the four watch on the couch. The smell of the salty snacks is flooding the room. Justin creeps closer to Max and his hand slides closer to her shoulder. Frank and Rachel are cuddling in the corner of the couch focusing on the movie. Max looks over to them, seeing how cute the two looked in each others arms. The movie keeps rolling, Rachel and Frank stay completely still except for when Frank drinks his beer and stroked her hair. Max catches Justin looking over at the two of them. She can see from his eyes that he was thinking he wanted the same to happen. Out of no where, Justin slides closer and wraps his arm around Max. She feels the back of her neck on his bicep, which weren't that impressive. She stays still to not make a scene. She sighed quietly to herself and closes her eyes. Justin starts to massage her shoulder. Max looks down at his hand and then back to the screen.

"What did Rachel get me into. Is this going to happen?", she said in her head. "This is going to lead to something. It is isn't it. I gotta get away for a second. Maybe a distraction or interruption but what do I do?" She locks her eyes on the television. Just staring at it, not truly understanding what is on the scene. The people and the background blurring together forming a blob of color. Suddenly Rachel jumps from a scare knocking Max back into consciousness. The two girls look at each other and giggle, Rachel's being from the scare and Max's to make the moment less clunky. Justin's arm starts to tighten a little bit around Max.

"Please don't touch me! Please! Please! Please!" Max mental says as she shivers. Justin is an attractive guy but in her mind she didn't feel comfortable with anything to happen nor did she want to.

"Anyone else hear that?", Frank states as he leans off the couch. Knocking Rachel off of him. He grabs the remote and pauses the movie. A small creaking sound can be heard coming from upstairs.

"What the fuck is going on?", Frank starts sounding angry.

"Sounds like," Justin pauses, "bed springs?"

The four listen to the creaking of the bed strings and faint moaning. All are confused by the noise except for Rachel, whose face is becoming over run with rage. Faint moaning turns into heavy breathing and the sound of the creaking speeds up. Rachel turns to get up and swiftly walks to the stairs. Her steps weren't her usual angelic floating at school but of a monstrous kind.

"I'm going to kill her!', Rachel screams as she nears the stairs. Max and Justin share a confused look at each other. Justin shrugs. This is the first time the two shared the same thought from the night. Frank stands up, finishing the last few sips of his beer.

"This shit again. I'm grabbing another fresh one. Hopefully this one is cold.", Frank walks towards the kitchen. Justin raises his hand.

"Hey, can you grab me one to?", Justin quickly asks. Frank ignores it and keeps walking to get his fresh beer.

"I swear she better not be in my bed again. I'm going to fucking kill her if she is." Rachel is infuriated. Max and Justin watch from the couch what is happening. Frank walks back out the kitchen with his beer and stands next to Rachel. He grabs her by waist before speaking.

"So what's happening now?" Frank asks.

"I'm going to kill this bitch!" Rachel retorts. The moment becomes more awkward as the two bicker. The noises from upstairs start getting louder and louder. It becomes more vigorous. Screams start to bellow through the house and then the sounds and moans suddenly stop.

"Fuck this, I'm going to jail tonight. Chloe! Get your Ass here now!" Rachel screams up the stairs. Steps are heard rustling around against the floor. All of a sudden, a girl comes down the stairs wearing a hoodie. She is carrying her shoes in her hand. She makes it down to Rachel before another girl follows her. Max looks over at Justin and mouths to him, who are they? Justin tries to whisper as quiet as he could back to her.

"I don't know the first girl but the other one is Chloe, Rachel's best friend, she's been living here for the past month." He whispers softly enough that Max could barely hear him. The two look back at the soon to be train wreak. The two girls stand in front of Rachel and Frank. Frank and Rachel slide over to allow the two girls to walk passed. Chloe and the girl walk to the door, Chloe opens it and the other girl stands there. The girl looks back and tries to kiss Chloe. Chloe turns her face away. The girls face falls as if she lost a key piece of herself.

"Right, your no kissing rule," the girls says.

"Yep, yep!"Chloe casually replies.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" The girl asked.

"Maybe, but ehhhh." Chloe shrugs. Her face comes back to look at the girl as she leaves. Chloe closes the door and before the door shuts Rachel jumps on her. Chloe turns and gets startled with how close in her face Rachel is.

"What? I'm sorry." Chloe tries to walk around her. Max and Justin are watching the two argue. Max's eyes stay transfixed on Chloe. As soon as Chloe walked down the stairs, Max couldn't avert her eyes. Chloe's tall, slim frame seemed to standout among all the furniture in the house.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it this time!" Rachel screamed at The taller girl in front of her. "Put a damn shirt on at least!" Chloe looked down and saw she didn't put on one when she came down.

"Stop acting like you're my mom." Chloe responds. Max stays focused on Chloe's exposed stomach and cleavage. Chloe looks over to the couch to Justin and Max. Max and Chloe's eyes link. Max notices her ocean blue eyes that perfectly matched her electric blue hair.

"I wouldn't have to if you just do as I say!", Rachel yells back. Rachel's eyes are beaming dagger at Chloe, who doesn't seem to care. "I'm not dealing with this shit tonight!" Rachel grabs Chloe's hand and takes her upstairs. Frank walks back to the couch and sits down with his beer.

"Bitches, am I right?" Frank says smiling at Justin.

A few minutes pass, Rachel and Chloe come back down the stairs. Rachel comes down behind Chloe but sits down in her seat before Chloe. Frank looks annoyed, while Max and Justin are confused as to the events. Chloe is standing next to the couch still visibly annoyed from the argument with Rachel but this time fully clothed. She threw on a white tank with a print of a black and white skull. Max is in awe of Chloe as she walks around the end of the couch and sits between Max and Justin.

"Dude!", Justin says reacting to the moment. He playfully throws his hands up. "Your killing my vibe."

"Like you even know what a vibe is", Chloe snaps back. Max is taken off guard by her sharp tongue and gets stuck again fixated on Chloe. Her mind and mouth lost communication with each other as she tries to form a sentence.

"Ummm uhmmm...I mean...he...Justin was sitting there", Max finally stumbles out. "What is wrong with me? Why cant I make sentences? Why am I nervous!", she says to herself, now even more confused then she was before about what tonight would entail. Even though Max said what she did. She felt that she didn't want Chloe to move, but by her staying there it would make the entire thing with Justin just more awkward. Chloe leaned back onto the couch, stretching her arms over Justin and Max.

"I'm fine vibing right here. Hope you can keep up", Chloe says mocking Justin. Justin scoffs and gets up to grab himself another beer. Max's mind keeps racing on Chloe.

"She's so...wow. Her look, her attitude, her...her.", Max thinks to her self. "Pictures of her would really be something. She's so beautiful"

Chloe looks up at Max who tries to turn away before she notices.

"Wait, were you two on a date?" Chloe questions. Max is frozen, She didn't know if this was a date or just people being together watching a movie. Her face starts to turn hot with embarrassment.

Rachel interjects, "Chloe that's enough. This is Max by the way. She came over for the movie. Remember? I told you. Now shut up and lets get this back on track, shall we?" Chloe backs off. Max stays completely still as Chloe leans up next to her.