Hey you guys! I was just wondering whether you guys were thinking this was too cliche. The last chapter was obviously not a huge hit, and I wasn't a fan of it either. I hope you like this chapter better!

Broken

Chapter 10: Broken Dating

Max

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""So, I hear you have a massive crush on me," I joked, in my dry, sarcastic way. Max smiled at the comment.

"You caught me!" She joked, "Ever since day one!" We both smiled at Lissa's stupidness, or more like a smirk from me.

"Look, I'm so sorry that I caused this!" I blurted out, my guiltiness eating its way out of me.

Max's face turned dark, "You weren't the reason why." Confusion shook my brain.

"Then who was?" I growled at myself.

Max's face was conflicted, "Yesterday, I was um- jumped by a gang." Wow, so believable.

"Whatever you say, Max.""

"You sure I can't do anything to help?" Fang asked for the millionth time. It was beginning to become very annoying.

"No," I began. Fang was dropping me off at my house. "I would invite you in, but I don't think that Jeb would want to see you. But, thanks," I smiled.

Fang looked indifferent, as always. "It's all good. Hey, we're still on for Thursday?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll pick you guys up for your study session. See ya', Fang," I closed the door, walking back into a nightmare. Inside sat Valencia, sitting on the couch. Immediately, she rushed toward me.

"Oh my God! Max, I was so worried! I thought you were dead!" She rambled.

"It was just a small concussion." I lied. She didn't need to know the details.

She rushed me into a hug. "You better get some rest. We don't want you to get anymore hurt." Valencia urged. Though I really didn't feel that tired, I decided to get an early night anyways. At least Jeb wouldn't beat me tonight.

I walked down the long hallway with the pictures I oh-so-often try to ignore. The stupid childhood that I went through. The oblivion I was in. That I was loved. All of that is lies.

I open the door to my room, and found it the same way I always found it, empty and barren. There was nothing that i needed to have in the room, I just had it there. No matter how amazing and full the room was, I still felt alone.

I opened up my drawer and pulled out a old Stanford Tee-shirt and some sweat pants and quickly changed into them. Soon after, I crawled under the covers.

"Hey, Max!" Kayla greeted me, "I was wondering you wanted to come over tomorrow. It feels like I haven't talked to you in a week!"

I rolled my eyes, "Maybe that's because I was in the hospital for a week, and this is my first day back?" I offered sarcastically. "Sure, I'd love to come over tomorrow." Better than staying home with Jeb. "But, can I invite Nudge? I hate it when she's at home alone with Jeb."

"Of course you can invite Nudge. In fact, I'm more excited that she's coming then you are." Kayla bragged. I nudged her in the side, and we laughed. It felt good to laugh every once and a while.

We continued walking to our Chemistry class, making meaningless small talk.

"So then, Ethan's just like, 'Why do you always go to Iggy? I thought I was your boyfriend.' I mean can't he just give me a break sometimes. I don't like Iggy!" Kayla complained.

"Yeah, I hate it when people get jealous for no reason." I replied to her comment. "I've known a couple a people who used to do that."

Then, I felt a layer of pressure on my shoulder as Iggy pushed off of both Kayla and my shoulders lifting himself off of the ground. "How are my besties doing this fine morning?" He asked happily.

"First of all, thanks for the extra pain in my shoulder," I glared at Iggy, "secondly, we were just talking about you."

"Look, Max," Iggy said seriously, while stopping in front of me. "I know that you've had a crush on me since we became friends in 7th grade, but my heart goes out to Ella." I looked at Iggy, then to Kayla, then back to Iggy. As if at the same time, Kayla and I burst out laughing. Soon Iggy joined in.

"I've missed you guys!" I admitted, "Ever since I've started tutoring Fang, I feel like I never talk to you guys anymore."

Kayla and Iggy looked at each other, as if they were both thinking the same thing. "Max, you don't need to hide it anymore. Admit it. You're friends with Fang!" Kayla blurted out.

"That is a lie. I despise him. The only reason I'm tutoring him is because Mrs. Jones asked me to." I defended myself, though I knew they weren't going to drop it.

"Whatever Max. You know that you don't hate him. Just deal with it! Anyways, you can't hate the person that saved your life." Iggy said, shoving me. I rolled my eyes at them, mostly because I knew it was true. I didn't hate Fang anymore. He was more like a friend to me than anything else.

We walked into Chemistry, with Mr. Burnes We sat down in our regular seats. Kayla sat diagonally from me; Gazzy, in front of me; and Iggy to my right.

Then Mr. Burnes began to teach. "Before we begin Gazzy's constant correcting," Mr. Burnes started, as the class laughed, "I wanted to pass back your tests. The class average was a-"

"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Burnes." A voice said, walking into the class. The voice belonged to Fang.

"Ahh, Fang, thank you for being late to my class for the fifteenth time. Please talk to me after class." Fang took his seat, in the last row of the class. "As I was saying, the class average of the test was a 95%, and most of you did very well!" The 'most' was probably Fang. I saw as Mr. Burne passed by me, with his tests. Fang's test was on top.

A 55%. How could he have gotten such a low score on such an easy test?

"And of course, our star-pupil, Gazzy, has gotten a 100%, the only one in the class, followed by the equally great, Max, with a 99%!"

"Of course she has," I heard Fang mutter. I turned and glared at him, and saw him looking through the test, with pages splattered with red marks.

"So, be honest. Do you like Iggy?" Nudge asked Kayla. We were at Kayla's house. Kayla rolled her eyes, though I saw her pale cheeks turn a reddish color. It made me question what she really felt.

"As I've told a million people, I don't. Iggy and I are just best friends. I am perfectly happy with Ethan." Kayla said indifferently. She said the exact same thing every time someone asked. She moved further away from me, and scooted down the couch she was sitting on.

I cocked my eyebrow, "Are you sure you're so in love with Ethan? That's not how you felt yesterday." She rolled her eyes.

Bring. Bring. My phone rang out. I picked it up.

u r not gonna beliv wat i just saw. The text read. The text was from Iggy. A picture soon came after it.

"Holy Crap."

So, I'm gonna end it there. I know you guys are probably mad that I took so long. But, I have a hardcore question for you guys. Do you still like the chapters? My average amount of view per chapter is 752 views, but last weeks was 298. That is the lowest amount the chapters have ever gotten. I don't care if not that many people read it, but I'm wondering if you even like it.

I have the next chapter written. Like completely 100% done, so I'm waiting on you guys. I think a total of 120 reviews is good? Last week we got 7, and this week its only 6, so I think that's a fair goal.

If I don't get enough reviews in a week, then I will post a shortened version of the chapter.

Questions for the chapter-

1) Do you like the chapters? And do you think that Iggy and Kayla are gonna have a thing? And what do you think the picture was?

2) When the zombie apocalypse comes, (and it will), what fictional character would you want to help you survive?

3) What was the best part of the chapter?

~Maximum Reading

Oh and Happy Mother's Day!