Author's note: At the end of each chapter of this story, you'll have to make a decision. Please make sure you choose the correct chapter in the drop-down-menu, or you won't enjoy the story properly :) I will label the chapters clearly, for example: "Part 2a: Decision xyz" and "Part 2b: Decision abc". I hope you have fun reading and please tell me how you like the story :)
What am I doing here? Max asked herself for the third time this evening. Blackwell was having another party to celebrate the upcoming holidays and the end of the term. No Vortex party at least, but still a party.
I must have been out of mind when I decided to come…
The Blackwell gym wasn't exactly looking like a gym anymore. It resembled a cheap bar or club; colourful lights shining in every corner, smelling of beer although it actually wasn't allowed in school. Whoever smuggled the booze into the gym had done a good job. No sign of the one who brought it, but more and more red plastic cups filled with beer. Sitting alone on a chair in the corner, Max was waiting for her friends to arrive. She had scanned the room for at least fifteen minutes now, without any sign of them.
God where are they? she thought and glanced down at her watch. Warren, Dana and even Kate assured her they would show up this night.
I should have met them in front of the gym… Max scolded herself.
Watching the dancing crowd in the middle of the room, she felt even more alone. Well, at least it wasn't a Vortex Club party and nobody made fun of her so far.
Always think positively, Caulfield. Max had to smile.
Her eyes wandered through the hall and stopped at the sight of Victoria talking to Nathan Prescott.
Great Max sighed.
These assholes are having fun again and I'm sitting here like a total loser without any friends.
Although, when Max studied the pair for a longer time, it seemed like Nathan was absolutely not enjoying himself. It rather looked like Victoria was trying to discuss something serious, while he tried to get away from her.
I wonder what Mr. and Mrs. Perfect are arguing about… Max couldn't help but get up and walk towards them. She tried to hide herself in the crowd, but get close enough to hear what Victoria and Nathan were talking about.
"Fine!" she finally heard Victoria's angry voice after she managed not to get trampled by the group of dancing people.
"Well go then, Nate. I simply think it's time we talk about this, you know?"
"There is nothing to talk about, Victoria!" Nathan shouted back "Just leave me alone, for fucks sake." Max could see his face twitching with anger. He was pale and looked like he hadn't had a lot of sleep in the last few days. Nathan turned around and started to make his way through the group of people.
"Nate, please stay!" Victoria's voice sounded desperate.
Max could see her grabbing Nathan's arm but he simply shook her hand off and tossed her an angry look before walking away. Victoria seemed in shock, standing between the dancing people and trying not to get touched by anyone there. Then she too made her way through the crowd, and Max saw her entering the girl's bathroom in a hurry. She didn't know what to do. Victoria always bragged about how much she and Nathan got along, so why were they suddenly fighting? Max hesitated.
What should I do now? she asked herself, while the dancing people constantly bumped into her.
Should I go after them? Curious as Max was, she decided to try and talk to them.
If anything goes wrong, I can always rewind… she told herself.
Her friends still hadn't arrived, so why not shorten the time with an interesting conversation? Max stood on the dancing floor, indecisive. She couldn't go after both of them. So who should she follow?
Follow Victoria or Follow Nathan.
Follow Victoria - Part 2a
Follow Nathan - Part 2b