This story takes place after the "True" ending of Episode 5, so for all those who have not seen it, STAY AWAY IF YOU WANT TO AVOID SPOILERS! DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU! Also, just another heads up, this story will be more on the fantasy side as well. It won't be overly done as if they're going to Narnia or something, but there will be expansions of the rewind ability, my own "explanations" about it and other spiritual stuff going on, since Life is Strange sort of focused more on the scientific side of things.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters of Life is Strange but the original story and some characters. All rights go to the creators, Square Enix and DONTNOD Entertainment.

Life gets Crazy

Part 1: Winter

Episode 1: Remembrances

It's been 1 whole month since her funeral and I still couldn't exactly get the sound of the gunshot out of my head. I couldn't forget the sound of her voice when she feared the thought of the bullet piercing her. I couldn't forget Joyce's hoarse voice after all the crying she had to go through. There were a lot of things that I couldn't forget...a lot of things I didn't want to forget. That crazy, unforgettable week had so many bad memories, but so many good memories. Memories that only I could remember. I would've liked to wear, as Chloe said, and I quote, my "Generic brand t-shirt and jeans", but the month of December is a cold one, obviously. I wore a black long sleeved shirt and threw on a jacket with my regular jeans and boots.

Going to class still felt weird. Of course Principle Wells gave me some time off to mourn early after her death and get back on my feet, but knowing Chloe, she wouldn't want me to be sad forever. I'd just kill the vibe. I came out of the dorms and looked up to the roof. Instantly, the thought of rain, my head pounding, my nose bleeding, and Kate's bloodshot red eyes all came back to me. I'd be lying if I said that was a memory I wanted to revisit, but as painful an experience as that was, I did save her in the end...

It's crazy how this only happened 1 month ago, yet it feels like a thousand years. It makes me wonder just how much time did I fuck up to get to this point. How much of that had any meaning? Just the thought of it makes me mad at myself. And just like that, regrets start rolling in. It's because of these fucking regrets and indecisive thoughts that I abused my rewind powers in the first place. I looked down at the steps and remembered I had to prank Victoria to get her out of my way. Poor Samuel took the blame, but I needed to do it. Looking back, I'm glad I at least didn't make fun of her. She's just confused. If someone influential in her life just told her to do what she wants to do and not what she feels like she has to do, I'm sure she'd be one of the more humble people at Blackwell, as hard as that is to believe. After all, she did support Taylor when her mother was sick. Though, Courtney is just a tool.

I continued to walk the Blackwell campus. Every step I took it was like I was remembering something different. Something that happened during that crazy week. I came to the spot where I remembered seeing Kate being "bullied" by David. If I had known his intentions from the start I probably could've prevented a lot of things...probably could've brought other things to light too. I felt so bad for hurting David the way I did. The worst part is, I couldn't exactly change Joyce's mind about him either.

I let out a big sigh and walked to the front of the school. I went to sit down by the fountain. Mr. Jefferson's pictures were taken down...some were replaced, but as much as it pains me to say this, the current pictures weren't as good as Jefferson's. That gave me a headache just thinking about it. After what he did to not only me, but Chloe, Kate, Rachel and even Nathan, I saw parts of me that I never knew I had. Parts of me that I'm honestly scared of revisiting. I haven't exactly kept up with the news on Jefferson, though I should, but just seeing his face makes me unbearably angry. All I know is either life without parole or Death Row is waiting for him. Either way, the bastard is getting what's coming to him.

As for Nathan...well...a part of me sympathizes with him and another part of me hates him. The fear in his voice when he knew he was going to meet his end to Jefferson in the message he left me almost brought a tear to my eye, and it's frightening that I had to say "almost". But that doesn't change the fact that he's sick. He took interest in what Jefferson did and as a result, Rachel died and Kate was pushed to the edge. There are some mistakes that you just can't afford to make...yet I've made so many myself. You could say that it doesn't matter now since I changed history for good, but that doesn't change the fact that it happened, even if nobody else remembers.

I saw Kate walking to class, so I took my ass off of the fountain to go talk to her. We were going the same way anyway. "Hey Kate." I called out to her just a few feet away. She stopped to turn to me.

"Oh, hi Max." Her voice was so soothing and innocent. It sounded so refreshing to hear and I can always count on Kate and her faith. She's been precious the entire time, constantly looking out for me as if she had a debt she could never repay. And in a way, I feel like that's what she really thinks. We just talked about a whole bunch of nothing. I think she wanted to spare me the thought of Chloe, but it wasn't gonna work anyway. Not like its her fault.

As we talked, I remembered that it was almost Winter Break. I was going back to Seattle for the Christmas time, and while I didn't want to take Kate away from her family during this time, I really wanted to be selfish for once and ask her to come with me to meet my parents. I wanted to brag about the friends I've met to them. But a part of me wasn't ready for the rejection I was obviously going to get. I held my tongue, at least for now.

"Oh Max, I was going to go to Two Whales Diner after school. Do you want to come along? Everything's on me today." She tried to persuade me, and obviously, it was working. It might be a better time to ask her there too, so I'll try to make my move then. I accepted her request. "You should bring Warren with you too." Somehow I knew she would say that. It's almost like deja vu, because I remember her saying this in the alternate timeline in the hospital when I visited her. Warren has also been very precious this passed month too. It's not just because of his attraction towards me, but I can see he's genuinely concerned. It makes me happy, honestly. I've been kinda awkward around him though. Uncharacteristically so. I DID kiss him during the storm and even though he doesn't remember, it's still clear in my mind. It didn't seem weird at the time, but I was kinda acting on my adrenaline and after all that support, even after being caught in the middle of that "cray" week, he deserved it. Hell, I didn't even kiss Chloe, and she DARED me! I have every right to be awkward in this situation. That was my first kiss, let alone with a boy I care about.

Almost on impulse, I followed through with the deja vu-ish conversation and asked her what she thought of Warren, like I didn't already know the answer. And like I expected, I got the exact same answer I remembered from that time. "He's smart and silly. He's got such a good heart. And he's a cutie-pie. You know, he likes you, right?"

"Heheh, So I've heard..." That was the first thing that popped into my head. That socially awkward response. I couldn't let her know that I traveled through time endlessly and half the time hearing about his attraction towards me. Kate made a frame of my face with her fingers and closed one of her eyes. This was the most outgoing I've ever seen her, like all the stress in her world was nonexistent. Her mannerisms just show it. Anyway, she was just looking at me.

"You two would make such a cute couple. I can see it now." Kate was embarrassing me. When I get shy and nervous, I almost look sad. All I could think about was putting an end to this in the most non-obvious way possible.

"Heh, Kate Marsh, match-maker. I'm glad to see someone is looking out for my love life." I smiled. I wanted to end the topic of Warren, but the smile was genuine. What I just said also sounded familiar, not that it wasn't already obvious.

"I try. I support you two. 100%" She and I chuckled a bit.

"Thanks." I thought to myself for a bit. Maybe I should try bringing Warren to Seattle with me too. If Kate isn't able to go, I highly doubt Warren would pass up the chance...Its hard to believe that after everything I've been through, a single kiss has me tripping balls right now. Especially since its been just about 1 whole month since then. (insert sigh here).

That's the end of that. I proofread this, but there might still be some errors or inconsistencies so forgive me :P. To give a quick detail of the story, this is obviously told in Max's POV, but its almost as if its one of her journal entries. There will be chapters or scenes that are omnipresent narrative based and even POV of different characters. Since these characters are not mine, the hardest challenge right now is to keep everyone true to their own personality. But this story will not end any time soon so there's room for improvement. (I got 3 parts planned. This is the first chapter of the first part)

Tell me what you guys think. Anything that can help me improve is welcomed.