Okay, so I'm at a major road block right now with Growing Up and She's a Lady. Seriously guys, it's bad. I need some inspiration!

Also, university life is so demanding and busy, I'm seriously beginning to ask myself why I chose to do engineering. And business. But it's cool! I'm loving the laid-back vibe and my friends, it's pretty sweet. I'm actually currently typing this in my uni's cafeteria. They great $2.60 chicken mushroom pizzas.

This is inspired by music, as per usual, and I hope you enjoy this little chapter from a random story. I'm probably asking for trouble by starting a new story when I'm struggling with my current ones buuuuut...I feel like I've been away for too long.

Enjoy!

Summary: Lissa Harold is used to having any guy she wants. Her next target, Max's Biology partner Fang Ride. But he has his eye on someone else. Max.

Disclaimer: All characters, plots and familiar content are copyright of James Patterson and any reproduced content are only used for creative purposes. Also, all music, songs and lyrics reproduced and mentioned are property of the artists respectively and are only used for creative purposes.

Nothing You Can Do
Chapter One: She's All That

-:-:-:- She's a perfect tan, fake nails and fake lashes, eyes she catches -:-:-:-

Lissa's cream Mini Cooper pulled into her usual parking spot quickly but directly in the middle. It wasn't that the parking spot was reserved, just that no one dared to take what was hers. She checked her reflection in the mirror; her high shine "pucker pink" lip gloss, her perfectly curled red hair, that didn't look like it was tousled by the wind, despite her roof being down and puckered her lips once at the rear-view mirror.

Max rolled her eyes when she caught sight of the school's "princess" Lissa Harold stepping out the car through her rolled down window. Max briefly checked her reflection in her mirror, making sure her hair hadn't been thrown everywhere because of her rolled down window. As she stepped out of her car, Lissa caught her eye and almost as if they had planned it, their eyes narrowed at each other in sync.

Max Martinez and Lissa Harold didn't hate each other, they just never really saw eye to eye, ever since they first met during freshmen year and were assigned to be each other's lab partners. Lissa didn't like that Max was like a boy, and Max didn't like that Lissa was plastic. Since then Max's choice in clothes had improved slightly and Lissa became the superficial queen. They threw the old insult and dirty look at each other, but nothing too serious.

Still in sync, they stepped out of their respective cars – Lissa's cream Mini Cooper convertible and Max's silver Kia hatchback – eyes completely locked onto each other's. they both slammed their doors and Lissa pursed her lips and gave Max the "once over", while Max narrowed her eyes and kept her expression neutral before spinning on her heel and flicking her hair over her shoulder.

Lissa strutted off, holding her right arm crooked at the elbow, the straps of her Fendi handbag resting where her arm was bent. Her wedges click-clacked against the pavement with every confident step she took. She met her friends, kissed each of their cheeks and chatted animatedly about their weekend.

Max hitched her shoulder bag higher up her shoulder and stalked off the in the opposite direction to Lissa towards her friends. Although her sneakers didn't click-clack like Lissa's heels against the pavement, her steps matched Lissa's oozing confidence to a "T". She greeted her girl friends with a warm hug and her guy friends with a fist tap.

Nudge looked over Max's shoulder at Lissa and shook her head. "I don't understand. How can she drive to school with her roof down and not ruin her hair at all, while I have to wake up early to tame my mane?"

Max shrugged, not bothering to take a look. "Well, there's something in common with you guys. You both wake up early to do your hair."

Nudge's hand subconsciously jumped to her hair. "Lay off the hair. At least I brush my hair."

Max held a hand to her heart in mock sincere. "I brush my hair. Every day."

Nudge laughed and linked her arm around her best friend's. "Sure, the same days I wear track pants to school."

Max laughed. "You got me."

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- FlowerChild22