Disclaimer- blah, blah, blah. You all know I don't own the characters or the show. Don't sue.

A/N- Thank you again for your coaching on. I know a lot of you wanted an M/L fic, but I chose Normal

because I think he deserves a chance in the Fan Fiction world. Oh, and thank you "Ryn" for the tip on the

Charmed theme song. Which is actually called How Soon Is Now by Love Spit Love. Did I get that right? Thank you, please keep reviewing. I'll post more soon.

Oh yeah, and I'm writing this story from inside someone's head. Their deepest thoughts. The kind no one else notices…

I don't want to swim forever

I don't want to fight the tide

I don't want to swim the ocean

When it's cold I'd like to die

-Moby feat. Mimi- When It's Cold I'd Like To Die

See, the thing is, you kind of get tired of it. Of being like you are. Of being…different. Not loved. You know, that sort of thing. They say you should aim for the stars and reach the sky. That say that you should learn to fly. But what do you do when you still can't fly? Even if you had tried, for years.

No changes. Everyone preaches for peace, for recovery. Not like it's going to happen anytime soon. This is just the way it is. Things are never going to be the same as they were before the Pulse.

Some life I live, though. Even before the Pulse, I was always an outsider. Always a misfit. I never had many friends. My family wouldn't even invite me to their weddings and birthday parties. I would show up at them, and pretend that I didn't know I never got an invitation. "Oh gee honey, the invite must have gotten lost in the mail!" Yeah, right.

Where were you when I was lonesome?

Locked away with freezing cold

Someone flying, only stolen

I can't tell this light, so old

-Moby feat. Mimi- When It's Cold I'd Like To Die

I pretend I can't hear what they call me. I can though. I know what they say about me. I saw the looks on their faces when I tried to express my condolences for Herbal's loss. They thought I was joking. Original Cindy wouldn't have helped me out when I was kidnapped if she didn't get anything in return. They would have left me there.

But is it my fault how they treat me? I mean, maybe I could be a tad bit nicer, but it's not all my fault. Is It?

What was that noise? Sweet, sweet nothing

I can't hear you through the fog

If I holler, let me go

If I falter, let me know

-Moby feat. Mimi- When It's Cold I'd Like to Die

I want them to like me. I want to have friends. I don't want to cry. I don't want to cry.

He collapsed on his bed, sobbing.

A/N- To much song? I heard that song, and I felt it was a perfect tune for this type of story. The next chapter will be more Max or OC, and Normal. Maybe they can help him. R/R please.