Max's POV

"You're drooling." Nudge, my pretentious best friend, very annoyingly remarked as I was staring at my "forever" crush, Nick (Fang). He is this dark, mysterious, silent, goth who has captured me. Meanwhile, I'm over here all dorky, average, and a hot mess.

The bell rang for second period. "Finally, it was like an eternity of doing nothing in Language Arts, once again." I said while Nudge and I are in the hallway.

I continued to stare at Fang from a distance, baffled at his adorableness. Then, the monster came, or better known as Angela, Fang's current girlfriend. She has fiery red hair, sparkling green eyes, and flawless skin. And she has her hands wrapped around Fang's waist like she owned him. My mind always filled with annoyance and fury when I saw them together. She could have all of the other guys in the school, why choose the one guy that I liked, maybe even loved? Interrupting my thoughts, the school's jock, Dylan ran into me. Making me dump my books on the floor.

"Why you got so many books, four eyes?" Dylan said in a heavy country accent.

"Because I don't waste the day away by talking to people who don't give a crap." I said, regretting it immediately. Everyone was looking straight at me now, even Fang. I had to get out of there fast, so I started walking away towards my bus. With everyone standing there in shock.

The bus ride home wasn't pleasant. There were so many people, there had to be three to four people in one seat. I was squished between a skinny-as-heck sixth grader and, I'm pretty sure, a twenty-year-old that got sent back too many times and looks like a hobo. But, that's what it's like everyday so I'm kinda used to it. Luckily, no one that had witnessed my little "shoutout" rode my bus. Except Mathew.

Matthew obviously has had a crush on me since middle school and has been following me around like a sad puppy everyday. But, he's sweet so I keep him around. It's definitely not because he's one of my only friends… Anyway, he's been with me and Nudge forever.

Fang's POV:

I don't think I've ever seen Max that confident. Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever heard Max talk in more than a whisper. "So yeah, I think we should break up." Angela said, interrupting my thoughts.

"Hold up, what?" I asked, trying to catch up.

"Um, you never pay attention to me, never go shopping with me, and you space out when I'm talking like just now."

"I just got a lot on my mind right now."

"'Right now'? You are spaced out constantly."

"You know what? I think its time we do take a break."

"Umm, excuse me? I am the drama queen. I make the decisions."

"You know something else? I don't want to deal with your puppy faces and your dramatic scenes, making me look like the bad guy. I'm tired of it. So we aren't just taking a break, we are breaking apart for good." I felt so relieved to say that. But, as soon as I said that, I regretted it. Now everyone was looking at me, thinking I was the bad guy, once again. But this time, I made myself the victim, not Angela. I started walking away as people started booing. I couldn't believe them. Haven't they seen the way she treats me? The constant asking to go shopping, when she knows I don't like it, asking for money, and constantly trying to break up with me and ending up getting back together. I've accepted the fact that she was only trying to use me for popularity. She only used you, she doesn't love you. I thought. But, I couldn't help but feel bad. I really didn't need to yell at her. Then, another voice in my head said, She deserved it the way she treated you. After thinking that, I just kept walking.

I found myself in Max's neighborhood. I couldn't help but think I needed to talk to her. So I go up on her porch and ring the doorbell hesitantly. She answered it. I could've sworn Max had glowed more since the last time I saw her. Wait, I couldn't have possibly have thought that. I thought as I stared idiotically at Max. She looked at me with a questionable look and said….

Max's POV:

"What are you doing here?" I asked Fang.

"Um, I don't really know, I just needed to talk to you. Me and Angela broke up-well I dumped her- well I think it was mutual. It all went down pretty quickly. I just wanted to get out of there fast."

"Why did you come here though? Why not one of your friends or anyone else?"

"I felt like you are the only one that really understands me and gets me. The others, well they were just-not like you."

I couldn't help it we were right there. The moment was perfect. I've imagined this moment for as long as I can remember. I quickly leaned in and hit my nose on his cheek. I was so afraid of his reaction that I ran inside as fast as I could.

I was laying on my bed playing my worst nightmare over and over in my head when my phone buzzed.

I never got to talk to you.

-Fang

I couldn't believe he had my number. I didn't know whether I should respond or to ignore it. He obviously wants to talk but what if he starts talking about the "kiss"? What if he asks why I did it? There are a million possibilities. Which is why I am choosing to respond.

Sorry, I kinda freaked out.

-Max

I waited impatiently for him to text back. And he took exactly three minutes and twenty-one seconds. But, it felt like forever.

It's alright. I saw it coming…. sort of, not really.

Yeah, what was that?

-Fang

Umm, yeah, there was a fuzzy thing that looked like a spider on your face and I tried to kill it- with my mouth…..

-Max

Hmm, I thought I felt something on my face.

-Fang

Yeah, it was just a nice gesture.

-Max

Ok, so what I wanted to talk about…..

-Fang

Yessss?

-Max

I don't really know the reasons why I broke up with Angela. I saw you being all cute and confident, and I lost it when she was trying to create a scene.

-Fang

This is what was going on in my head when I saw that: he thinks I'm cute, He thinks I'm cute, HE THINKS I'M CUTE over and over and over. I was hyperventilating. But, what do I put now? I don't know how to respond. Ok, when all else fails, ask a question, I guess…

Hmmm, so you are just realizing you needed to break up with her?

-Max

No, I knew I needed to a long time ago, I just didn't know how to end it. Every time I brought it up, she would cry and sob and make me look like the bad guy in front of everyone.

-Fang

I wanted to talk to him about how his reputation is more important than his happiness, than my happiness….. then I saw the time and apparently, so did Fang.

Alright, so it's midnight, I can't believe it's been that long, I gotta get some sleep. Good Night, Max.

-Fang

Good Night, Fang

-Max