(I really wanted to write this because I'm complete Pricefield trash and I need my dose of fluff. It's like my drug. I'm having withdrawals. So it's AU, no rewind, no Chloe dying at every turn. Max didn't leave, but she still goes to Blackwell, William dies, Joyce is married to David, Chloe is punk-ified because punk Chloe is life, blah blah blah. Read on and enjoy. If you do, you should leave a review. They make me happy.)
I wake up to multiple texts from my best friend of nearly ten years. And, just recently, my girlfriend. I had loved her forever, but I'm terrible at flirting and I was too shy to outright tell her. She ended up daring me to kiss her, so I did. And it escalated from there.
Chloe- "mad max were hanging out today"
Chloe- "2 whales"
Chloe- "be there by 10"
Chloe- "if im not there mom will feed you"
Chloe- "MAX"
She stopped annoying me then. Dog, how does she get up that early? Or stay up that late. I groan softly, getting out of my bed and grabbing my bathroom stuff. I head to the bathroom, stopping to wipe away the message that Victoria had left on my board.
'FUCK OFF WARREN, I LIKE CHICKS' Wow, Victoria. Very mature. But it is true... I'm not really into Warren. I mean, I like him, but just as a friend. He tries too hard.
Oh, Dog! I haven't even told him about Chloe yet. He's just gonna think I'm blowing him off for no reason now. I'll tell him if I run into him later. I quickly draw a camera on my board before heading to the bathroom and taking a quick shower. I put my pajamas back on and head to my room to get dressed. No Victoria interaction this time.
I step into my room, sighing softly. I get dressed in my jeans, Jane Doe shirt and my hoodie. I grab my beloved camera bag and pull it on. I step out of my room again, walking down the hallway.
Oh no. Alyssa is standing in front of a window. This can't be good. I walk over to the accident-prone girl. "Hey, Alyssa, could you go stand over there?" I point away from the window. I just have a hunch that something bad is going to happen if she stands there for much longer.
"Sure, Max. You're probably saving me again." She steps aside. Then a football comes crashing through the window. Sorry, Samuel... We hear a faint 'Shit, man, good job!' from one of the Bigfeet. Wowzers. If so many accidents happen when they're practicing, I can't imagine what it must be like during the actual games.
"No problem, Alyssa. Just be careful. I'll catch you later." I wave to her, continuing down the hall. As usual, Dana's door is hanging wide open, and loud, happy music is blasting.
I might as well say hi to her. Dana's nice, especially for a Vortex Club member. I walk into her room. She already has most of the decorations for her Halloween party. Which the Vortex assholes like Victoria and Nathan aren't invited to.
Dana is sitting on the couch, bent over a list of party supplies that she still needs. "Hey, Max. Do you know where I can find orange Christmas lights?" She looks up, smiling at me.
"I don't think you can find Christmas lights this far away from Christmas. But maybe that party shop in town has something." I shrug. Dana's obsession with Halloween is kinda adorable.
"Alright, I'll try there. What did Chloe say about coming to the party?" Dana had been trying to get us to come to her party together ever since she found out that we're dating. She's all for us, which I think is pretty sweet.
"She's still refusing. Don't worry, I'll get her to come. It'll be fun, I'm sure of it. When we were little, we used to play pirates together all the time. So we'll probably come as that."
Dana smiles happily. "Okay. Thanks, Max. I'll see you later." I nod, smiling back before leaving. Alright, now to get to the bus stop. Hopefully without anymore interruptions.
I leave the dorm building. And then the first person I see is Warren, hurrying towards me. I sigh softly. Well, I suppose now is as good a time as any to break the news to him.
"Hey, Maxamillion! Guess what? The drive in is having a Back to the Future marathon! Wanna come?" He smiles, slowing down and stopping in front of me. "We could go together. It's this Friday."
"Um, sorry, Warren. I can't. I'm busy this Friday. Going on a date. With my girlfriend." Shit. That came out more awkward than I hoped it would. Warren looks crushed. And Chloe isn't actually taking me on a date. Sorry, Warren.
"Oh... Girlfriend? I didn't know you liked girls.." He rubs the back of his neck, looking down. "Is it that blue-haired girl you're always hanging out with? Didn't she get expelled? I think she's a bad influence on you, Max."
"Thanks, Mom. Yeah, it's her. And she's not a bad influence, just... a trouble-maker." Great, Max. Use your brain sometimes. "Um, I should go. Bye, Warren. I'll catch you later."
I hurry to the bus stop and get on the bus the second it comes. I sit down and lean my head against the window, putting my headphones on to block out the world. I stare out the window, looking for photo opportunities.
The bus stops at the Two Whales about ten minutes later. I get off of the bus, heading into the diner. I sit down at our regular booth, the one with the math formula on it. Chloe wasn't there yet. Leave it up to her to be late.
Joyce walks over, one hand on her hip, the other carrying a coffee pot. She pours coffee into my cup. "Hey, hon. How's everythin' at Blackwell goin'?" I smile at Joyce.
"Good. My classes are good, and I don't have bad grades. Nothing below a B." Joyce swats at my arm.
"Good job, Max! I'm proud of you, hon. Now, down to the important stuff. What are you havin' for breakfast?"
I tell Joyce her order, eggs and bacon. Like usual. Joyce walks back to the counter, yelling the order to the back. Chloe walks in, the little bell on the door ringing.
She walks over to the booth, grinning at me happily. "Hey, Max-a-roon. I missed you and all of your dorky glory." She sits down, leaning over the table. "Guess what?"
"Hey, Che. I missed you and all of your punky glory." I reach over and grabs her girlfriend's hand. "What did you do this time?"
"Not everything I do involves breaking the law. Just.. Just most of it." I laugh, and Chloe rolls her eyes. "No. I'm taking you on a date this Friday. And I'm paying, cuz you always do." Great, that whole Warren thing kinda worked out.
"How romantic," Joyce says, standing next to the table now, with a plate in her hand. "That's nice of you, Chloe." She smiles at her daughter, setting my plate down in front of me. "Eat up, kiddo. Chloe, yours will be out in a minute." Joyce had supported our relationship from the second we told her. She said that she could see it coming from a mile away, because it's so obvious that we love each other. David, on the other hand, wasn't too supportive. He all but banned me from the house, but Joyce never would have let that happen.
"Thanks, Joyce," I say, taking a bite. "And say thanks to the cook."
"Of course, darlin'." She leaves, taking a few more orders from other customers.
"So, where are you taking me on this date?" I play with Chloe's fingers, studying her face. Chloe grins her signature, 'I'm up to no good' grin. I really hope this turns out okay, instead of another situation where we end up running from the cops. Like a few nights ago, when we broke into Blackwell to go swimming. Well, we didn't really break in. Chloe has David's spare keys.
"No, it's a surprise. Also, you know that Halloween party you and that Dana chick keep begging me to go to?" I nod. "We can go, on one condition. We go as pirates, just for old times sakes. You know, Captain Chloe and the first mate, Max the Marauder."
I giggle at the old memories popping up, especially the ones in our old treehouse. We had so much fun playing there, but after a while we had stopped going there. We also kinda stopped playing pirates. I guess we just grew out of it. "Che, after breakfast we should go to our old treehouse."
Chloe nods. "Sounds like a plan, Maxi-pad." I glare at her. She loves to call me that, just because I hate it so much. The blue-haired girl smirks. "Sorry, babe. You know how much I love annoying you."
I roll my eyes, continuing to eat my breakfast. Chloe's arrives, and we finish our food together. We both stand, and I leave a ten on the table. I don't want Joyce to have to pay for it. We both say goodbye to Joyce, leaving.
"Time for a trip down memory lane, babe." Chloe wraps an arm around my shoulder, kissing my cheek softly. I cuddle into her side, wrapping my arm around her waist.
I wish we could have stayed like that longer, but we eventually pull apart and walk to the parking lot, to Chloe's old beater. We get in, and the truck roars to life. I stare out the window, smiling softly as the town flies by.
We eventually enter the woods, and Chloe stops the truck. We get out and walk to the treehouse, hand in hand. Chloe goes up first, helping me up. I never liked the rickety old ladder that we used to get up and down. But it's better than nothing. The treehouse is starting to see the effects of old age. A few of the boards are missing, but it's still safe enough.
We sit on the dusty old floor, staring out at the peaceful woods. Chloe hugs me again, nuzzling my neck softly. I smile, hugging her back.
"Che, what's with you being extra affectionate?" She had been less moody and angry lately, and had been super sweet lately. Not that I was complaining or anything, the extra attention was nice.
"I just realized that you make me happy, and I should be nicer to the love of my life," She says quietly. I smile softly, kissing the corner of his lips.
"That's sweet, Che. I love you too." I lay back, pulling her with me. We lay on our sides, facing each other. I can't believe how beautiful Chloe is. I reach out and place my hand on her cheek, smiling softly.
She turns her head and kisses my palm. "I really do love you. I always have, Max. And I must be high or something, because I'd usually never admit that. You're turning me into a mush-ball, babe."
I laugh softly. "I like mush-ball Chloe. She's sweet." I lean forward and kiss her, smiling against her soft lips. She kisses me back, sliding her fingers through my hair. I pull back, pressing my forehead against hers.
I gaze into her bright blue eyes, smiling happily. We spend the rest of the day in the treehouse, talking and cuddling and kissing. I wouldn't want to spend my time with her any other way.
(So, I think that was pretty good. The longest chapter I've ever written. So, I'm finishing this chapter at 2 AM. I've been writing for a good few hours, marathoning Criminal Minds and eating Goldfish. And I wouldn't want to spend my time any other way. Anyway, if you like it, leave a review. Thanks!)
