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Chapter 3-Men are Easy

The entire student body watched as the boy was lowered from the hook, with the help of his friends, and all three of them were escorted off the stage.

But before he took them up to his office, Mr. Mazur walked back on the stage and, without a microphone, addressed the student body, his anger fueling his voice so even those in the back could hear him.

"You see?" he shouted, "This is exactly the kind of thing that will happen if you get caught up in your teen years. All this music and dancing and…and flashing lights! It all means nothing in the long run! What you need is books, math, and science. No more of the teen-sensations, no more of this Powerline, and definitely no more singing-Goofs! Who's with me?" Mr. Mazur called out the crowd, obviously expecting them to respond with cheers and applause and abandon their music and teen joys to join his cause. Well, the crown of high school teenagers certainly responded.

"Boo!"

All across the auditorium, there were teens booing and sniping at their principle.

"No way, man!"

"As if!"

"That Goof kid totally rocked!"

"So awesome!"

"A lot cooler than I thought!"

"Totally!"

Roxanne was over whelmed at the sounds of the student body, all rising up against the principle after being spurred on by that one boy.

"Stacey" Roxanne called to her friend, trying to be heard over the outcry, "Stacey, what was his name?"

"Who?" she asked.

"The boy, Stacey," Roxanne exclaimed, shaking her arm, "what was his name?"

"Uh…" Stacey thought for a moment, trying to remember what she'd heard people around school call him during ridicule. "Goof" she said, turning to Roxanne, "Max Goof."

"Max Goof," Roxanne repeated quietly, trying it out on her tongue. Yeah, it fit him alright. But she liked that name. Max.


After they had been let out of class, Roxanne went with Stacey up to the office to grab some papers she needed from the front desk. She'd been half listening to Stacey's story about the heating in her house for her party, but with Stacey, it was best to just nod and not speak.

They arrived at the office shortly and Stacey was still blabbering about the venue for the party. Roxanne, rolled her eyes at her friend's never ending chatter, but in the process, caught sight of someone she'd hopped to see.

Max Goof.

Just as she'd thought, there he was, sitting outside on the principal's office. His face was in his hands and he looked miserable, but, for some reason, Roxanne found that endearing. He didn't like to get in trouble like any other guy who'd have pulled that stunt, and he was silently waiting to take his punishment like a man. He was very mature.

Roxanne hadn't realized she'd been staring, until she heard Stacey's 'I know what you're thinking about' hum and she turned in time to see Stacey's eyebrow wiggle and tongue-clicking.

Before she knew what was happening, Stacey was shoving her in His direction.

"No, Stacey, No" she tried to protest, too nervous to put up much of a fight, "I don't wanna…"

She suddenly cut herself off, seeing that she was close enough for him to notice her presence, though he still hadn't looked up.

She gave Stacey a 'what do I do now' look, to which she replied with a whispered "talk to him".

Taking the plunge, Roxanne cleared her throat loudly to get his attention. When he appeared not to have heard her, she leaned a little closer and tried again, louder this time. This still didn't work so she turned back to Stacey for another idea.

"Tap him" she whispered, giving her a look that said the she should have known that already.

Reaching over to him, she very carefully, gave him a very quick tap on the shoulder. The warm of his badly through his hoody sent small tingles through her finger tip. But she didn't have a lot of time to notice because, before she could even pull back, the boy had shot up from his position, startling her and causing her to drop the books and papers she'd had in her hands.

He seemed momentarily surprised at her appearance and maybe a little nervous of her, but she managed to give him a tiny smile, which he returned to her, before standing up from his chair to meet her face to face. His proximity was making her jittery again, and as no one said anything, she distracted herself by stooping down to retrieve the things she'd dropped.

From the corner on her eye, she saw him crouch down beside her, "oh gosh, I'm sorry" he apologized, grabbing a few papers.

"It's okay, really," Roxanne replied, getting tingles from the sound of his voice. When he wasn't babbling nonsense, she noticed, he had a really great voice.

Roxanne was so distracted, she didn't pay attention to her actions until her hand reached for the same paper he did, causing them to connect.

They looked up and their eyes made contact once more, but, without the glasses to hide behind, he became shy and quickly retracted his hand as Roxanne picked up the paper, quickly pulling it to her face so he wouldn't see the smile she had on.

"Um," Roxanne stuttered, trying to make conversation, "I liked your dance"

"Yeah," he replied absently, before suddenly turning around to look her in the eye, looking genuinely surprised, "yeah?"

Both of them rose from the ground and he handed her the last book while saying, "Yeah, it's from Powerline's new video."

"I know, he's-he's totally genius," she stuttered a reply, shocking her with her own stumbling, but she really didn't care to notice.

"Yeah, he's-he's doing a concert in L.A."

"Yeah, Stacey's showing it at her party"

"Yeah," he remembered, running his hand through his hair.

"Yeah," Roxanne said back. There was an odd kind of silence between them, making both of them somewhat antsy, before he spoke again.

"Um, uh, Roxanne" he said, looking even more nervous than before, "I was, uh, sorta kinda thinking that maybe I'd, uh... ask you to go with me – that is, to the party." His words suddenly became rushed as he tried to explain, "of course, if you don't want to, I'd completely understand."

"Well, I was sorta kind of thinking that…I'd love to," she replied, giving him a reassuring smile.

"Yeah?" he asked, thinking he might have misheard.

"Yeah," she replied.

"Good"

"Great"

"Terrific"

"Wonderful"

"All right"

"Okay"

Before anything else could be said between the two, Stacey decided that it was time to cut in. "Come on, Roxanne," Stacey prompted, elbowing her a little, "we don't want to belabor the moment now, do we?"

"Well, I'd better be going" Roxanne tried to cover up, dragging her feet a little as Stacey tried to pull her away.

"Okay," he replied, suddenly becoming confident and cool, "I'll, uh call you later."

"Okay" Roxanne gushed out, suddenly feeling giddy all over, and she backed out of the room, "Bye" Her back suddenly collided with the frame on the door and she gave a nervous giggle before waving him goodbye and rushing off before she could make an even bigger fool of herself.

"See, that wasn't so bad" Stacey told her as they walked down the hall together, "I told you men are easy to deal with…" but Roxanne could no longer hear a word she said; she was too far into dream land.


Well, there you have it. Max and Roxanne have official made their date. So next chapter, I get to break it. What fun!

The seen in the auditorium might have seemed pointless, but I assure you, it was necessary to the story. In case anyone noticed, Mr. Mazur really went off on Goofy over what happened in the school and even the strictest of teachers shouldn't get that wound up over it. So, I threw in a bit of humiliation on his part to make it a bit more personal. He might have been a bit OOC, but we don't see him enough to notice too well, so I think it'll be fine.

Sad to say it, but this might be the last chapter you see for a while. School is seriously piling up between that and ballet classes, I' gonna have to limit my time, so I can't do the research I need for this fic.

But, have no fear. I'm not going to abandon it, not by a long shot! It will be finished, just not too soon. But I'll be sure to upload chapters whenever I have the time, so keep your eyes out!

-BlueRoseInMidnight