Dylan's POV
I was flying over Arizona, sad and angry. Max had just broken up with me. She wanted Fang. She even kissed Fang in front of me to prove it. I knew she wanted me out of her face. This time she was telling the truth.
So, I left. I looked down to try and find a place to refuse. I saw a girl that looked like….. Max, sitting on a rock crying. I flew down to see what was wrong. "What's wrong?" I asked after I was down to the ground.
"Fang broke up with me and called me a clone, which I kind of am," she said. "Now, how are you a clone?" I asked. "In the school they took me and made me look like max. It's hard to explain," she answered.
"Wait, so who are you actually?" I asked. "I'm a girl, I'm usually called Max 2, but I changed my name to Maya, and I'm 14," she answered. "Okay," I said. "Oh, and just to let you know, I hate Max," Maya said.
"Oh, well right now I do to and right now, Maya, I love you," I said not even realizing I said the last part. "Well, right now I love you, too," Maya said. I didn't even realize it, but we had both leaned in and - after she said that- kissed. That's is the story of me and my wife Maya.