MAX POV

I slumped even farther into my chair. The teacher went on and on, I mean, seriously, did he actually expect us to listen? I took out my notebook and started to doodle. I doodled my name and his, along with a broken heart. I mean, who wouldn't feel bad if their boyfriend had broken up with you one day, and in less than 4 hours, had a new cheerleader girlfriend. And I actually thought Sam and I had something. Man was I wrong.

The bell rung and I quickly got up, only to fall over because my leg was asleep. It didn't help that I was in the front of the class, and could hear everyone tittering behind me. I blushed, and stood up again, ignoring the tingling. I rushed out the door with my head down. I went to my locker, and did the combination.

"Hey, Max." I heard an all too familiar voice say.

"What do you want, Fang" I spat. I didn't want to hear him make fun of me.

"I was just wondering if you would like to come over to my house tonight to work on our science project." I groaned. Why the heck did the science teacher have to put me and Fang together for our science project?

"Fine." I answered. No matter how much I hated Fang, we did have to actually start working on it if we ever expect to get it done on time.

"So, I'll pick you up after school?"

"Whatever." I slammed my locker door and walked away.

I got into Fang's car reluctantly. I wondered what his girlfriend, Lissa, would think of this. She would probably think I was trying to make a move on her hot boyfrie—wait, what? I did not just call Fang hot. I groaned. I admit it. I've had a crush on Fang ever since the second grade.

"Umm…Max?"

"Yeah?" I asked suspiciously.

"You know you just said all that stuff out loud, right?" He smirked "About how I'm hot and everything…"

I panicked. I didn't know what to do first. Should I kill his smirk, or cover up what I said earlier… "Wow. You obviously don't know how to take a joke. I was kidding. Although, I do think that Lissa would think I was trying to make a move on you if she saw me in your car. With you."

"You are so out of it. I broke up with Lissa 3 months ago. Even though she is trying to get me again, I like someone else. Someone special."

He smirked again; I smiled weakly. I cleared my throat, and changed the subject.

"So what should we do the project on? I was thinking about…..nothing really, I hadn't given it much thought." What am I doing? Am I actually working with him? I'm melting…ohgoshohgoshohgosh. I gotta act normal, be annoying….ok, I got it.

"I was thinking something easy, quick-"

"Yeah" I sneered "then we could work with each other for the least time possible. Maybe we should do something like how long it takes bananas to rot. We could do it at your house so then you will have to record all the crap."

"Whatever" he muttered as he pulled into his driveway. I smiled. Oh, I am back, and ready to make his life miserable.

I know, worst story ever. Whatever. At least it's a story. Right now, my mouth is numb from Novocain. I count that as a good excuse! Review, and tell me your ideas on what should happen.