Max (POV)

I looked outside of my window to see Fannie walking by the street, she had a black beanie which covered all of her hair except her side bang, a black blouse, and a baby blue knee ripped jean. I sighed since all I had was a white tank top, black leggings, and my hair was in a ponytail. Today Fannie is coming to my house, since me and her didn't have nothing to do today and she wanted to visit so that we could start hanging out more. I, because we all know that I have a nice heart, accepted the Idea so now we are starting to hang out. I payed attention to the window to see that Fannie wasn't their. 'What the fuck! Were is Fa...' Just when I was thinking, the doorbell rang.

Ding, Doooooooooooong...

'God I hate that ooooooong part' I stood up from my chair and opened the door to see Fannie standing their, the only differnce was that she didn't have her beanie.

"Wheres your beanie?" Fannie enteres the house as I close the door, we both reach the living room and sit on tge couch.

"Ohh, my black brannie? I put it away... WAIT! How do you know that I had a black beanie on?" She asked as her eyes were wide open, letting me clearly see her blue ocean eyes. I chuckled at how cute she looked like, hahahah... Wait, cute?

"I saw you from the window," I said, I reached over for a water bottle which was laying on the table and drank some water to take away the dryness that my throat was suddenly building. Fannie smiled.

"So you were checking me out?" My eyes widened, and some watter slipped from my mouth, and I almost choked on it. I managed to swallow my drink. When I looked at Fannie, and saw that she was smiling, my face started to feel warm, 'Am I blushing?!"

"C'mon Max I was joking, don't take it so seriously. K?" She said as she grabbed the control from the table and turned on the Tv. I nodded my head and drank the rest of my water.

"So when do you start teaching again?" Asked Fannie as she setelled on a tv show called friends. I looked up to see that she was staring at me. Then i though, 'She has beautiful eyes, I wish I had those eyes and not this boring brown eyes'

"In one week." I boredly responded. I honestly don't like to teach, I never even wanted to be a teacher, that was my moms dream for me. Since I was little I always wanted to be an artist, but my mom thought that that was a realy low job and that I should be a teacher or loyar, so I listened to her and now Im a teacher. In my free time I use it to draw and just... draw! Fannie nodded.

"And do you enjoy your job?" She crossed her legs and kept on staring at me. Was this therapy, or an interview? 'how does she know all this stuff'. I sighed.

"No, I don't." She nodded her head.

"What do you want to be?" She leaned forward, trying to listen better.

"Me? I want to be an artist, the best one, and when I die my drawings will be hanged on a museum so everyone will see my creations." I had on a big smile on my face. I imagined my drawings hanged on a museum wall, people were sorrounding it and were taking pictures and pictures of it.'Beautiful' I thought.

"And why aren't you doing what you want to do?" Her expression changed into a sad one, looking like she had pity. Why did open up to her? And why do I seem to enjoy it?

"My mom didn't want me to be an artist, she wanted me to be a loyar or teacher, and I for being a good daughter obeyed her. But I dont enjoy being a teacher." I said as I stared at the TV. Im leaving to other peoples expectation, I say yes when I want to say no, and I say no when I want to say this whole time of highschool and University I was living to the presure of being the perfect daughter, and never have I done something good for me.I felt something warm press on my left side of my body, I turned around to see Fannie pressing her body next to me, embracing me with a hug.

"I know how it feels, to have someone pressure you to be someone who you don't want to be. Feeling that if you show the real you, you wont be accepted." A lump grew on my throat, thats how I felt while growing up, insecure. "When I found out I had a certain attraction to the same gender as me, I told my parents." I saw how Fannies eyes were full of tears,and each drop slowly rolled down her pink cheeks. "They got mad at me, they didn't speak or even looked at me in the eye. They hated me. And when I turned 18 they left me to live alone. They haven't spoken to me since then, and I haven't opened up to nobody, until you came. I appreciate you for that." She said. A few seconds later she exploded into sobs. She was holding me closely, and I was holding her closely, letting a few tears escape my eyes. 'Fannie shouldn't have gone through that, Ill make sure she never feels insecure around me.' I holded her, and her sobs soon calmed down, and all i could feel was her soft breathing.

"Fannie, I promise that you won't feel like that ever again." I softly said but loud enough so that she could hear me. She nodded her head and snuggled close to me.'Fannie' was all that i thought about the whole day.