Max almost fell of the bed. "What?!" She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Victoria just stared at the ground.
"Why the fuck are you always picking on me then?", Max asked. "If that's how show love then I don't want to know how you act when you hate someone."
"I have to. People expect me to be a bitch to everyone, so if I'm nice to you…" Victoria said. "And if people find out I'm gay…" She started blushing. "You're not my first girlcrush you know…"
Hm, it seemed like Victoria was telling the truth. Max saw that Victoria was on the verge of tears. But Victoria was also good at acting, so... "So you're not making this up?"
"No, no…", she sniffed. "I swear. I swear…on my dog's grave." She laughed nervously. Max gave her a smile and pulled her into a hug.
"I'm glad you told me this.", Max said. "But… I don't know what to think right now. You have made me feel like shit sometimes and… it's just hard to trust you right now."
"I know and I'm sorry… Please…", Victoria sniffed. "Listen, I love everything about you, okay? Your photographs are awesome and I know I always make fun of your selfies, but I love all your work. I'm literal shit next to you. I have been such a bitter and jealous bitch to you. I hated that I couldn't tell you how I felt, because of my fucking social status. I hated how you were better then me. I hated the unfairness of it all. Shit, I know I fucked up, but… please give me one more chance?"
Max sighed. "I gotta think this over, okay? I'm sorry, but this is all very overwhelming for me." Victoria nodded. "I understand." When Max was about to leave, Victoria took a deep breath and said: "And i-if you change your mind… please come to the park after school tomorrow."
"Okay.", Max said and went to her own room. There, she collapsed on her bed. What a day. What a week.
The next day during art class, Max noticed that Victoria wasn't her usual self. Mr. Jefferson had asked her two questions and she now got another one wrong.
"Well, Max, since your rival is not feeling herself today, can you help her out a little?", the teacher asked. "Can you tell who helped bringing photography to the mainstream and how?"
"Uhm, s-sure…", Max stuttered. "Uhm… George Eastman founded the Kodak Company and uhm… popularized the use of roll film, right?"
"Yes!", Mr. Jefferson said and smiled. "Glad to see you that you actually studied, Max. Unlike some others…"
Victoria groaned. "I did study. I just…" When she saw the look Mr. Jefferson gave her, she sighed . "Never mind. Forget it."
Max felt bad for her. Why did Mr. Jefferson always have to mock the people who didn't know the answer?
The bell rang and Victoria immediately got up and ran out of the classroom. Her two minions Taylor and Courtney quickly followed her.
In the halls Max saw Victoria crying by her locker, while Taylor and Courtney tried to cheer her up.
Max took a deep breath and walked towards them. "Hey, Vic. I'm sorry for-" Taylor turned around and gave Max a firm push.
"Leave her alone, freak. The last person she wants to talk to right now is you.", she snarled. Victoria stopped sniffing and shook her head.
"It's fine.", she murmured. "Don't worry about it. Now, can you please leave me be? All of you?"
Max nodded and decided to go outside. It was a beautiful day today. The sun was shining and people were relaxing on the grass. Max decided to lie down and think about what she should do. Well, it was a beautiful day and in 4 hours the school would end…
She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. It was a text from Chloe. "Hey, Maxx! Wanna hang out at my place after school?" Shit, Chloe. She had almost forgotten about her precious Chloe.
Max groaned. "Uuuugh…. Life, I hate you." Then she noticed that she had another unread message. It was from Victoria and she had sent it before class. The message was: "(heart) I REALLY DO LIKE YOU OK (heart)"
Max blushed. Oh, what the hell, she thought. I could always rewind. So she texted Chloe back: "Sorry dude. I have a date."