A/N: So this chapter is when Max is a freshman so she's fourteen and she starts smoking which is a big deal in both the stories and Fang eventually gets her to quit.

I leaned back against the tailgate of somebody's truck and watched the people around me talking. Tyler Whitely walked up to me with a big grin on his face. He's a senior and yet he seems to have found an interest in me, the freshman.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes out and stuck one in his mouth and then offered me one.

I shook my head, reflexively. There wasn't a thought behind it except that I wasn't supposed to.

"C'mon I thought you were a townie," Tyler said simply. "Wild, crazy, dangerous. You sure don't scare me, Max. Right now you just remind me of the boring girl next door."

"Sorry to disappoint," I mumbled.

"And I thought you were supposed to be the crazy one," Tyler continued.

I gestured to the people around me and the beer in my hand that happened to be at least my fifth. I can't remember how many I had drunk earlier.

"You see any other freshman?" I asked.

Tyler smirked at me.

"I'm not trying to make you smoke," he said. "I kind of just thought you already did."

"I've managed to avoid it," I replied.

"Never pegged you as the type to make smart choices," Tyler said calmly. I watched as he blew out a large cloud of white smoke into the night air.

I laughed a little. "Tyler, I couldn't walk in a straight line if I tried. I haven't made a smart choice in my whole life."

Tyler laughed at that too.

"Try it?" He said and gestured to the grass.

"Try what?" I asked.

"Let's see you walk in a straight line," Tyler said.

"What happens if I do it?" I asked. I slowly set myself on the ground but my world was unsteady and my head felt light.

Tyler just smiled at me brightly.

I got down on unsteady feet and tried to look at one point ahead of me, but I couldn't walk straight and I knew it. I made it two or three steps before I almost fell over. I just started laughing. I had nowhere to go anyway.

When I looked back at Tyler he chuckled at me and gestured for me to come back. I made my way slowly back over to the truck and clambered up to steady ground.

"I couldn't do it," I told him.

"I could tell," Tyler replied.

"I think you should kiss me, Tyler," I said bluntly. I was thinking it but I couldn't keep myself from saying it. I didn't really care though.

Tyler chuckled and ground out the last of his cigarette before coming over to where I was sitting on the tailgate of a truck. Next I knew his lips were on mine and I was desperately trying to pull him closer. All I could feel was the strength of his chest and the feel of his lips. At this point I couldn't wish for anyone in particular and the distinctly male shape of Tyler's body was enough to satisfy me.

I don't know what compelled me to do it, but I reached into Tyler's pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. He pulled away from me and watched me as I stuck the cigarette between my lips and grabbed for his lighter. It was unfamiliar and a shot of fear shot up in my stomach but the alcohol quickly calmed me down.

I took in a small breath and coughed a little as I exhaled. It was strong that's for sure. Tyler looked at me with wide eyes. I took another drag of the smoke and exhaled. It felt smooth as the smoke drifted down my throat. It burned a little but it wasn't more than a bit uncomfortable. I became even lighter headed than I was before. I relaxed further into Tyler without hesitation.

"You like it?" Tyler asked.

I shrugged and took another drag. I smirked at him and banged the cigarette against the tailgate to get the ash off the end. I know people who actually know how to smoke can flick the cigarette with their finger and that will get rid of the ash but I don't know how to do that.

Tyler watched me curiously as I finished the cigarette slowly and then ground it out and tossed the butt on the ground.

"You're going to be addicted now," Tyler whispered to me.

It wasn't good enough to get addicted too.

"Nick, I'm a townie," I said with a smirk. I met his lips in a slow kiss. "I don't get addicted to anything."

A/N: So she obviously gets addicted. Review guys!