A/N:
buter1: I like it, though it seems weird that Max would go to the school for a couple hours, then go back home, especially since she needed Chloe to drive. I guess she didn't have any classes?
-Max only has class on Tuesday and Friday. It was only Kate who had class.

"That's it?" Rachel asked as she felt the back of my head.

We were sitting on the couch, her legs were crisscrossed and mine with up to my chest, hugging them close to me. Chloe was still in the bathroom doing her hair.

"That's all she told me," I repeated for the third time, "I didn't want to probe her about it."

"You're so nice," Rachel smirked, "Ask to hang out with tomorrow then. You guys didn't stay there long."

"Were you guys doing something?"

"We went out to eat, girls were looking at Chloe and I nearly had to knock a bitch out, and then we just walked around. We didn't feel like doing anything crazy so we went around some shops and looked through windows. This was so funny, Chloe said "nice Rachel we're having." I remember her saying that when we skipped school together for the first time."

Rachel loved talking about that. It was one of the first things she told me when we first met. I still remember Chloe's face of terror when she was reminded of that. Good thing she couldn't hear over the clipper's buzz in the bathroom.

"Are you going to stay up again tonight?" She asked.

"Yeah, but I have a feeling she won't do that this time." I said with smile. She seemed to be in a good mood after hanging out, too bad she had to go.

Chloe came out of the bathroom, back in her half-shaven glory, and posed for us in the middle of the living room, "Am I hot or am I fucking hot?"

Rachel released a wolf whistle, "Very fucking hot, Chloe. Which reminds me, you never wore the things I bought you!"

"Sorry, got a little distracted by you looking like a snack." Chloe shrugged. She had such a confident smirk on her face, Rachel could only huff out her annoyance. I was a little uncomfortable in room by the sudden tension that statement created. I sat there, looking back and forth between them to see if something was going to happen.

"Anyway," Rachel looked back at me again, "Text her right now."

Chloe just smirked and then left to the bathroom again.

"Huh? Why right now?"

"It's been an hour since we came back, so just check if she's good now."

I reached into my pocket for my phone, welcomed by many notifications I get from Tumblr, and went into my messages. Chloe's messages were at the very top and Kate's were right below her. I pressed it and put in my first thought, What's the film about?

I tossed my phone off to the side, redirecting my attention to Rachel, who was focused on her own phone until she heard my phone thump against the couch.

Rachel put her phone back on her lap, "What did you say?"

"Kate had to leave to this film thing her friends were making, so I just asked what it's about."

She an amused look on her face, "It's a little too late to ask that, right?"

I was ready to reply, but all that left was, "I-It's-Well..."

I stammered way too much, causing Rachel to snort, "It's okay, you're getting better."

I slapped myself on the forehead. I still had a lot to learn. My phone vibrated; if it's Kate, I will lose my shit. I grabbed it and checked. It's a short film about two girls meeting in a library. It's a cute little love story.

That sounded nice. I would watch that on a loop. What did they need you for?

"Hey, we should go somewhere later." Chloe came back into the room, sitting on the armrest of our couch.

"You want to party on a Wednesday again?" I asked her.

"Nah, we should do another movie thing. Go to an actual theater and then go out to eat altogether."

"I don't want to third wheel you guys," I checked my phone again, "You two just go and be together."

"It's okay, you can say "I rather talk to Kate.'" Rachel lightly pushed me.

They needed some help setting up in the library. And to make the story more natural.

I raised an eyebrow. Did you write it?

Shit, that was a stupid question. If she wrote it, she would have said it already.

"Do you wanna go right now?" Chloe asked Rachel, holding her hand out. Rachel took it, standing up and grabbing Chloe into an embrace.

"I would love to." Rachel let go and then looked at me again, "You'll be good, right?"

She pressed her finger on my chin and then lifted my head.

"I'll be fine. You guys enjoy your date."

Rachel seemed satisfied with that and put her hand down. I smiled and waved them goodbye.

"See you later, cliMax." Chloe said before closing and locking the front door.

I lied down on the couch and turned the TV on. I surfed the channels for a bit until I landed on How I Met Your Mother. I spent two minutes on the episode before I felt my phone again. I gave the idea!

Nice! Hey, do you have time to call right now? Friends left me.

I threw my phone behind me again. Taking out my ponytail, I was able to lie down on my back with my head against the armrest. I was starting to feel the couch starting to sink and become more cramped, feeling the metal under. I felt my phone again, but there were longer vibrations.

I answered it, "Hey Kate."

"Hey," Kate sounded upbeat still, "I just had to see my friends for five minutes. I wish I knew. You could have waited."

"Oh, that's too bad." I sat up, crossing my legs.

"I know! Anyway, I have three hours left before class, so I'm stuck sitting on the curb again."

"Dang, Chloe and Rachel left already. I have unlimited minutes though."

"Me too." Kate then grunted a bit. I think she sat down.

"So, how did you get the idea?"

"Um, my friends have been wanting to make a film for a festival but they had no idea. I just mentioned it to them about two girls who meet in a library and then we see them get along."

"Did that come from anywhere? Like, something inspire you?"

I actually felt myself become giddy and hopping in my seat.

Kate was quiet on the other side. I didn't even hear breathing; it was dead silent as I lowered my TV volume.

"Nowhere in particular." She finally replied. She didn't sound confident to say that. I felt a little neutral again after that response.

"Alright, do you always give them ideas?"

"I give about ninety-percent of their project ideas."

"It must be exciting to be friends with a bunch of film majors, huh?"

"Yes, they always talk about different things they could record and how to make shots better. Do you hang out with anyone else?"

Ouch, they were the only ones I talked to, unless someone spoke to me first, like Evan.

"Ah, no, I'm spending more time eating and sleeping than actually socializing." I nervously chuckled, because that sounded really sad. I'd have to thank Rachel soon for finally getting food into my system again.

"We need to hang out more then. Staying inside isn't healthy."

Yes. That was all I wanted to say.

"That would be nice. Chloe and Rachel would agree."

"We can try again tomorrow. I'll tell my friends to not bother me."

"You have class tomorrow too?"

"No, I'm completely free."

"Then we can go somewhere! Somewhere that's not school, anyway."

"Is there a place you like going to?"

"Lately, just clothing stores and restaurants. What about you?"

"Not places you would find enjoyable."

"Try me." I pressed back into the couch as I looked up at the ceiling.

"I'm serious, Max. It is nothing you would want to do."

I could push on. I wanted to know more about her than just word of mouth, about things she likes to see and places she liked to go and people she called her friends. However, I decided on finding a middle ground for the both of us. I sat there for a couple minutes, neither of us were saying anything.

"Any ideas?" I stood up and started to pace in the room.

"I'm thinking we can go to Starbucks. If you need help with anything for school, we can do them over there. I think Chloe was there when I went?"

"That sounds great! And yeah, she works there so we could stay a while."

"Sounds like a plan to me. Afternoon?"

"Yup, that's perfect." We ended that subject with chuckles. On Kate's end, I could vaguely hear a pencil scratching against paper.

"Are you drawing again?" I asked, sitting on the couch again, leaning over and resting my elbows on my legs.

"Of course, any requests?"

For the remaining hours, I was naming different ridiculous objects and combinations. I was naming different memes, which Kate somehow didn't know a majority of them, and even try to draw me or anyone she knows from memory. Throughout the call, Kate expressed her frustrations about every meme she had to look up and having to remember people's faces.

"I already made you a portrait," She reminded, "Why would I draw you again?"

"Because muscle memory, it'll help you make consistent circles." I smirked at myself.

"Good point, but you're going last."

I jokingly sighed, "Fine."

I checked the time and it was about ten minutes before her class starts. I pouted and, speaking of memes, that Kermit thing came to mind, "don't tell her that class is starting soon."

"Hey, you should be getting ready to go to class." I lied down on my side, towards the TV. It was still playing the same show.

"Oh! Thank you, I forgot!" Kate sounded startled at herself. I could hear her frantically closing her book and doing a little squeak from what sounds like standing up.

"What class is it anyway?"

"Perspective drawing," she replied quickly, "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Absolutely, have fun in class."

I could hear a faint thank you and then she hung up first. I threw my phone behind me again, and instantly, I started to giggle uncontrollably. I hid my face in my hands, kicking my feet, and feeling my face become very hot as my giggling kept going. This feeling was overwhelming and my stomach felt like it was full of butterflies.

I felt my phone vibrate again and it gave me a heart attack, thinking it was Kate, but it was only Rachel.

"Hello?" I said through very small giggles.

"Max? What are you doing?" She sounded very worried.

"I just finished talking to Kate, sorry!" I took deep breaths.

She sighed into the phone, but chuckled at the end, "You're so gay. Anyway, we're heading back right now. Chloe saw people checking me out and now she's hella angry."

"In a "she's famous" kind of way or "she's hot" kind of way?"

"It was a big clusterfuck of both."

"Damn, tell me when you get back?"

"For sure, see you later."

I hung up and went back into my giggly fit.

It took fifteen minutes for them to come back, by then I got all my laughter out of my system. When the door opened, it was pushed so hard it ricocheted and tried to close again. Chloe pushed the door open again, straight faced yet obviously fuming, and then sat next to me with a thud. Rachel came in, only smiling, and then closed the door lightly. This will be interesting.

"Don't fucking mind me, it's not like I was trying to spend quality fucking time with my girlfriend." Chloe growled. Was she… talking to me? She wasn't looking at me or Rachel.

"Chloe, it's okay," Rachel pulled Chloe into a hug, holding her head against her chest, "You don't have to worry so much."

There I was again, being a third wheel to this moment.

Rachel then kissed the top of Chloe's head.

"What happened?" I scooted away from them.

"It's a long story," Rachel let her go, "I won't say it right now, but I'll tell you eventually. Instead, I would love to hear about your phone call."

I sighed happily, "Gee, where do I begin? It lasted three hours, we talked about her story idea, her friends, I gave her suggestions on things to draw, and then we planned out going to Starbucks tomorrow."

Rachel gasped, "Yes! This is a date, right?"

"No, it's just a study thing." I shook my head.

"I'm going with you guys tomorrow, when is it?" She slapped my thigh hard as she said this.

"It's in the afternoon."

"We need to sleep. You need to get some rest and then we'll plan out your outfit." Rachel grabbed my shoulders and then shook me back and forth. I felt myself become dizzy, but I was feeling the enthusiasm. It was only seven, but I do need sleep.

"Chloe," Rachel stood up and grabbed Chloe's arm, pulling her off the couch, "You need to relax."

Chloe was just letting Rachel pull her around, like a rag doll.

"Come on, nice massage, watch your favorite shows, cuddling." Rachel named off. A few years ago, those would have been completely different suggestions. I watched as they went back into the room, but this time the door didn't shut loudly like every other time.

I grabbed my bag and took out my laptop. For the past couple of weeks, I haven't even used it for anything. I had no reason to even use it at all. Laptops, to me, gave me the same feeling of happiness as taking pictures did. It was still asleep and I was met with the blue Tumblr dashboard. As I actively ignored my assignment deadlines, I went through the dashboard reblogging and listening to maybeshewill at the same time.

Eventually, it was about eleven when I stopped and felt my stomach growl. Plugging in my laptop charger, I finally stood up from my spot and went to check on them. I saw that they were in a spooning position, Rachel against Chloe's back, and knew I should leave them alone. I slowly closed the door, smiling to myself and went back to the couch, waiting for my phone to go off.