"So, Max, what do you think? Max? Hello?"

"W-what?" he said, tearing his head away from where he was looking. "Oh, um, what did you say Tess?"

"Max - haven't you been listening to anything I've said?" Tess demanded.

"Um..." Max didn't know what to say. Annoyed, Tess slung her bag over her shoulder and stormed off, huffing. Max looked back and saw Liz was still talking to Jerry. Soon, he left though, and Max approached Liz. "Hi."

"Oh...hello Max," she said.

"Do you have a minute?" he asked.

"Well, actually I sort of have to get to class," she told him.

"It won't take long - Liz, I just want to apologize for last night," Max added when she started to walk away from him. Liz turned round, and waited for him to continue. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been like that about you and Jerry. It was just strange...I didn't think you liked him anymore."

"Maybe there's a lot of things you don't know about me."

Max nodded, knowing that was absolutely true. "I just don't want to lose you as a friend, Liz. You're like my best friend. Can we just be okay again?"

Liz stared sadly at him but then nodded her head. "Okay."

Max smiled. "Thanks." The second bell rang meaning that they had to get to their classes soon. "I'll stay out of the you and Jerry stuff from now on. See you in Bio?"

"Yeah...okay."

*

Michael tapped his pencil onto the desk. It was the first time he had been on time for this lesson and he was certain that his teacher would make a sarcastic comment about it when she arrived. Maria hadn't arrived yet either. He wanted to talk to her but had no idea what to say. When he looked up again she was entering. He was about to smile when she saw him, but she looked past him. But she was coming up to him, wasn't she? No, she walked right past him, avoiding his gaze completely and sat down next to Kyle who was sitting behind him.

As the lesson passed and eventually finished Maria still didn't talk to him and ignored him when he tried to talk to her as they left the class. Depressed, Michael wasn't watching where he was going and accidentally bumped into Max. "What's up with you?" Max asked.

"Well, let's say I did even worse than you last night."

"Oh...problem still not fixed?"

"Nope. And I don't know how to fix it," Michael said as the two walked down the hall. "What about you?"

"Sort of. I'm not sure. I mean it is, but..."

"If you guys ar eokay then what's wrong?" Michael asked. "Max?"

"It's just Liz...she's...you won't freak out if I tell you, right?"

Michael held his palm up and said, "Swear."

"Well, it's just sometimes, I think..."

"You like her, don't you?"

"Well....yeah. I do."

Michael didn't know whether to laugh or not, but kept quiet.

"I didn't tell her though. You know, with her liking Jerry and all -"

This time Michael had to interupt. "Maxwell, she doesn't. Like Jerry, I mean. Well, not completely anyway. She's not sure because she still likes someone else. And Max - that someone's you."

"What? She still likes...me? Still? ME?"

"Yes, Max, you. She's liked you for ages and just about everyone noticed except you."

"I don't know what to say..."

"Well, you better think of something soon before she changes her mind on you and Jerry," Michael said.

"Yeah," Max nodded his head, "Michael, you're right. Thanks. Oh - and by the way, I hope your deal gets worked out too."

"Me too."