Chapter 3:
Liz tried to regain her composure which was soon lost after she saw Max walk
through the doors of the restaurant. Her heart skipped a beat as she the familiar
sparkle light up in his dark soul ful eyes when he saw her staring at him. Feeling the
heat rise to the surface, she sheepishly turned around back in her seat. Still trying to
find her composure, she knew she couldn't when knowing that he was so close and she
couldn't touch him in some way. In only the three days that they have known each
other, he had put a force on her. A force which made her feel things that were
undeniable, chemical, and dangerous.
What was so special about Max Evans?
When Liz was about to tell Maria that Max was here, the aroma of greasy food
washed over her. Looking next to her, she saw that Pam Troy was standing over her,
with her food in her hands. Plopping the food down in front of them, she walked away
with a smug look written all over her face. As soon as Liz saw that Pam was out of ear
shot, she continued with her story.
"Maria he's here," Liz said, wanting to see the reaction of her best friend.
"Where?" Maria asked. Since they started their sophomore year, Maria had to
constantly listen to listen to what ever happened in the days of events concerning Kyle
Valenti. The sound of Kyle's name brought chills down her spine. She did not like the
guy.
"Behind us," Liz said, pointing behind her. Maria could not see the mysterious
man, for there was sticks blocking her view.
"Stay here, Maria," Liz said. She couldn't let Maria see Max yet. It was too soon
in the blossoming relationship. To see the look of happiness flash in Liz's eyes, Maria
knew that what ever was happening with her and Max was for the best.
Max sat in the booth pushing around the greasy french fries laying in his plate.
He couldn't eat when he knew that Liz was here. Ever since he entered the Crashdown,
and their eyes locked, he wanted nothing more than to go sit with her, to wrap her in
his arms, but he knew that it wouldn't happen. With Michael and Isabel sitting right
across from him, nothing he wanted could he have.
As Max lifted his eyes, he saw that Liz was standing next, her eyes shining down
at him. Liz couldn't get over what was happening to them. Everything was perfect.
The sound of Max's soft voice brought her out of the daze she found herself in.
"Hi Liz," he said gently. She heart melted as she heard his voice.
"Hi Max," she said, her voice just above a whisper. Liz found his eyes were so
contagious. Her own eyes found their way to his so easily. And then, they would just
stay that way forever until someone's voice brought them out of their daze.
The crowd of the students at the restaurant soon died down and only a few
lingered about, talking amongst themselves. After Liz was shooed away by Michael, she
went to sit back down with Maria and Alex. "Well, I gotta get going. There is a huge
test tomorrow in bio, and I really need to study for it," Liz explained to her friends. The
friends said their good-byes and Maria and Alex left arms locked.
Liz remained in the booth, thinking about Max Evans. She promised herself that
she was going to know everything about him. Nothing was going to stand in her way of
that.
Gathering her book bag, and purse, she walked out of the Crashdown, all of
thoughts on Max. As the sign that read North Ridge came into view, Liz caught sight of
the familiar jeep that she had seen Max climb out of as Maria, Alex, and her sat in the
Crashdown talking about the days events. Pulling over she began to help Max and his
stubborn siblings. Liz couldn't help but wonder how they were related.
"You need any help?" Liz asked.
"Yeah, Ummm. We have a flat tire," explained Max. Digging into her purse, she
pulled out her new cell phone that her parents had just bought for emergencies.
Making a few phone calls, she turned her attention back to her friends.
"The tow truck will be here in a few," Liz said.
"Thanks..," Max said. Fifteen minutes passed and Liz could begin to see the
truck pulling on the side of the road. The man was a heavy set man with a gray beard
and was smoking the remainders of his cigarette. He pulled out a spare tire which was
in the back of his truck. "Thanks Liz," said Max as he climbed into his jeep. She flashed
him a friendly smile and was off to her own car.
When hopping into the car, Liz's thoughts were completely on Max. "There is
definitely something special about Mr. Max Evans!"
Liz tried to regain her composure which was soon lost after she saw Max walk
through the doors of the restaurant. Her heart skipped a beat as she the familiar
sparkle light up in his dark soul ful eyes when he saw her staring at him. Feeling the
heat rise to the surface, she sheepishly turned around back in her seat. Still trying to
find her composure, she knew she couldn't when knowing that he was so close and she
couldn't touch him in some way. In only the three days that they have known each
other, he had put a force on her. A force which made her feel things that were
undeniable, chemical, and dangerous.
What was so special about Max Evans?
When Liz was about to tell Maria that Max was here, the aroma of greasy food
washed over her. Looking next to her, she saw that Pam Troy was standing over her,
with her food in her hands. Plopping the food down in front of them, she walked away
with a smug look written all over her face. As soon as Liz saw that Pam was out of ear
shot, she continued with her story.
"Maria he's here," Liz said, wanting to see the reaction of her best friend.
"Where?" Maria asked. Since they started their sophomore year, Maria had to
constantly listen to listen to what ever happened in the days of events concerning Kyle
Valenti. The sound of Kyle's name brought chills down her spine. She did not like the
guy.
"Behind us," Liz said, pointing behind her. Maria could not see the mysterious
man, for there was sticks blocking her view.
"Stay here, Maria," Liz said. She couldn't let Maria see Max yet. It was too soon
in the blossoming relationship. To see the look of happiness flash in Liz's eyes, Maria
knew that what ever was happening with her and Max was for the best.
Max sat in the booth pushing around the greasy french fries laying in his plate.
He couldn't eat when he knew that Liz was here. Ever since he entered the Crashdown,
and their eyes locked, he wanted nothing more than to go sit with her, to wrap her in
his arms, but he knew that it wouldn't happen. With Michael and Isabel sitting right
across from him, nothing he wanted could he have.
As Max lifted his eyes, he saw that Liz was standing next, her eyes shining down
at him. Liz couldn't get over what was happening to them. Everything was perfect.
The sound of Max's soft voice brought her out of the daze she found herself in.
"Hi Liz," he said gently. She heart melted as she heard his voice.
"Hi Max," she said, her voice just above a whisper. Liz found his eyes were so
contagious. Her own eyes found their way to his so easily. And then, they would just
stay that way forever until someone's voice brought them out of their daze.
The crowd of the students at the restaurant soon died down and only a few
lingered about, talking amongst themselves. After Liz was shooed away by Michael, she
went to sit back down with Maria and Alex. "Well, I gotta get going. There is a huge
test tomorrow in bio, and I really need to study for it," Liz explained to her friends. The
friends said their good-byes and Maria and Alex left arms locked.
Liz remained in the booth, thinking about Max Evans. She promised herself that
she was going to know everything about him. Nothing was going to stand in her way of
that.
Gathering her book bag, and purse, she walked out of the Crashdown, all of
thoughts on Max. As the sign that read North Ridge came into view, Liz caught sight of
the familiar jeep that she had seen Max climb out of as Maria, Alex, and her sat in the
Crashdown talking about the days events. Pulling over she began to help Max and his
stubborn siblings. Liz couldn't help but wonder how they were related.
"You need any help?" Liz asked.
"Yeah, Ummm. We have a flat tire," explained Max. Digging into her purse, she
pulled out her new cell phone that her parents had just bought for emergencies.
Making a few phone calls, she turned her attention back to her friends.
"The tow truck will be here in a few," Liz said.
"Thanks..," Max said. Fifteen minutes passed and Liz could begin to see the
truck pulling on the side of the road. The man was a heavy set man with a gray beard
and was smoking the remainders of his cigarette. He pulled out a spare tire which was
in the back of his truck. "Thanks Liz," said Max as he climbed into his jeep. She flashed
him a friendly smile and was off to her own car.
When hopping into the car, Liz's thoughts were completely on Max. "There is
definitely something special about Mr. Max Evans!"