Author's Note: Hello! (: I know I've been away from this fan fiction for about a week or so. Sorry I've left you without a Fran and Max fix. Like me and SamandDianefan10 were talking about - there is not enough Fran and Max fictions. So. I'm now wanting to hurry and post this chapter:D I do hope you love.

Fran placed the cell phone that her Aunt Frieda had provided her, into her pocket. She wasn't sure if she should call Danny, but with one look at Maxwell told her no. She removed herself from her bed and followed him outside her dorm door. Is this such a good idea? He looks popular and I'm going to kill his reputation. Maybe – he's going to help me fit in here. She slowly smiled to herself as he reached his arm out for her to relax into as they walked.

"Do you know who your dorm roommate is?" Maxwell turned his head slightly to look down at the wonderfully, beautiful new classmate they were all receiving. "Her name is C.C. We're not sure of her real name, she just goes by that. Her boyfriend, Niles, he calls her Babs."

"Why does he call her Babs?"

"Her last name is Babcock."

Maxwell held onto Fran as they walked around the – now known – small campus. "All of your classes are in this section. It's Freshman's side," he laughed. "Well, we all call it that anyway." Maxwell squeezed her side a little as he moved her over to one of the tables in the court yard. "Where is your schedule?"

"Here," she handed it over to him. Fran hadn't really reviewed it since she had received it from the dean. "I'm not even sure what classes I have or why I have them. Does Eton chose them for you?"

"No, you should have got to pick." Maxwell studied carefully over her schedule, "maybe your aunt picked them for you."

"Maybe so. She's the only one who's really cared about what I do with my life – my parents don't or I wouldn't be here." As she let that small bit of information slip from her lips, she knew it was a mistake. Oh, Frannie. Now look what you've done! You'll have to explain yourself. He'll never want to be with someone who's damaged.

"Well, what's happened that's so bad? Your parents always being gone? My father was never home. That's why he sent me here – because I keep complaining that he wasn't home." He sighed. "You would think parents would care more, huh? That's why when we have kids I'm always going to be there for them." Both of their eyes widened, "Fran. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like it sounded."

She laughed, "no. It's fine, Max." Fran moved closer to him.

Maxwell closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head. "Anyway. We've got every class together." He smiled. "I'm thrilled. You?"

"Of course I'm thrilled. At least I'll know somebody."

"I'm pretty sure your going to know a lot more people." He wrapped his hand around her's – slowly moving in to kiss her tenderly on the lips. "Once I get you wrapped up in my world and have you as my girlfriend... All of Eton will know who you are."

Max kissed her again and again and again. Fran couldn't help but to love the feeling of his lips on her's. She forgot about her past life in American – her life with her parents, with Danny, with Val. She let it all go and put all of the passion she had left into the kisses that Max applied to her lips. Her arms wrapped around his waist tightly, pulling him closer to her. She was pretty sure this is wrong to be doing, but it didn't matter, if this is what it took to make her forget – this is what she wanted.

She came back up for air from the kiss that had been staged onto her. Her eyes were still closed, her breathing quickened, her heart beating faster with every thought of Max. He continued to run his fingers through her hair, staring at her until she finally opened her eyes.

"What? Was that your first kiss or something? Because if it was, your are very talented."

She softly laughed, "no, it's not. I've just never had a kiss like that-"

"Well, I'm happy I could give that to you,"

The couple sat to watch the view in front of them – a couple of people had stopped by to talk to Max and Fran, letting her know that she is welcome at Eton and if she needed anything to come to them. Fran had been grateful for the offers, she really hadn't thought that she would fit in, but now that she is – she loves it at Eton.

"Maybe we should go back to my dorm?" Fran asked with a smirk on her face, "continue where we left off?"

Maxwell looked at her, "I would love to, Fran. But I'm a gentleman and I couldn't take advantage of you like that – it wouldn't be right." He slowly ran his finger down the side of her face. I can't hurt her.

"Oh, come on. I'm the one asking you, remember." She grabbed his hand and held it in her's. "We've got classes tomorrow. Let's go."

"Only if your sure. And what are we going to do about C.C. coming in on us?"

"I'm sure." Fran thought about the idea of her roommate walking in on her and Max doing it, but it was a risk she is willing to take. "I don't care. What about you? You have a roommate?"

"No," he smiled. "Okay – we'll go."

Max stood and let Fran climb onto his back as he carried her across the campus back to his dorm. She would giggle and tickle him, kiss his neck and bit his ear – anything that would want him to want her. Finally she stopped and settled for running her fingers through his hair, a small grey streak of hair running through the front – and he's only fifteen.

Max lay turned to Fran's body, his hands traveling everywhere reachable to him. If this was her first time, he wanted this to be a perfect time for her - even though it's his first time, too. If it wasn't her first time, he definitely wanted to make her his queen. His eyes are locked on her's the whole time, but her's were hardly open as she loved the feeling of his touch. Fran leaned her mouth up to place a passionate kiss on his, moving his hand as she did. He began to work from there, knowing exactly what she wanted him to do.

He climbed on top of her, careful to keep his weight off. Max supported his weight as his fingers tickled their way to her vagina and moved into her clit. Her body arched wildly under him as he slipped a finger inside her - she's very tight feeling to him. Max stopped so he could see her beautiful eyes another time. He took his finger from her vagina to hold his weight. He moved his clean finger down the side of her face, delight filled her eyes as they opened. Fran nodded her head in approval.

He'd already placed the condom onto himself - thinking it was rude if he let her - even though she was evident at wanting to do so. Max hovered over her opening as he moved into her. His thrusts were gentle and easy, afraid of hurting the first woman he'd ever actually felt something for. If they had asked anyone else, they would have said it was lust, but no. Max had felt something for Fran - not lust. If it wouldn't have been for her asking him to go back to his room, they wouldn't even be there. No, the feelings that were there was the first part of love. Or what they both thought love was suppose to feel like.

Fran found his lips again with her's, letting her own part a little and her tongue slipped into a tangled mess with his. She tried to keep herself quite, knowing it is her first day at Eton and people would be passing his dorm as well as the people sharing dorms beside of his. Nothing played on her mind, expect the wonderful feeling Max caused her and the thrill of getting caught. The door was locked, yes, but that didn't stop people from hearing the sensations outside of the door. She began to wonder if Max had the same thrill as her.

He felt her began to get tighter underneath him, with every moment he made. Fran's rasps of breaths became heavier, knowing that she was holding back a very loud moan, waiting to escape. His left hand placed onto her hip, holding her closely to him. A release from the both of them would be coming soon and he could sense that. Fran's eyes flew open from the position she was resting it, she slowed her hips to hold off on her arrival. She moved her hand up to run through his sweaty, messy hair. Fran could feel him growing bigger on her tightening vaginal walls.

She moved her hips a little faster as he nodded his head - they both wanted the same thing - a release waiting to happen. He keep going at his gentle pace, loving the hear of her nasal moans, the sweaty body knowing he had caused, and not wanting to hurt this angel that he was working on. Max slowed to a stop as his own groan came out of his lips. He heard a soft scream coming from his partner. Both and slipped over their own orgasmic edge.

"Oh, Maxwell." Fran turned on her side as he shifted his weight off of her. "That was really special," she smiled. "Please tell me this is just the beginning of a relationship that we could have."

He nodded, "yes. It is. This is too special to let go, your too special to let go." Max turned his head quickly toward the door as it rattled from a knock. "What are we going to do?"

Fran climbed out of the bed and placed her clothes back onto her body, grabbing one of his towels he had lying around to wipe the sweat she had pouring from her face. She threw Maxwell his boxers and his T- Shirt.

"Just a second." He yelled from inside the room.

Both rushed frantically as they tried to clean up their mess - the beautiful mess that both were thankful for. He got Fran to answer the door for him as he sat out of breath on his bed. Her eyes quickly widened as she realized she didn't know who anyone at this new school was. Fran set her mind to remember the face in front of her - she knew he had introduced himself while they were sitting in the court yard. Her mind still on the mind- blowing orgasm she had just had didn't help with her memory dissolution.

"Um, your Niles. Right?"

The boy nodded his head, "yes." It was a little weird for him to see his best friend have a woman into his room since he hadn't had a girl friend that he could remember. "Is he here?" It took everything in him not to laugh and he would be sure to tell C.C. that Max was finally getting him some.

"Yeah, he's over there." Fran moved to open the door a little wider. "Max. It's Niles."

"Oh, pal."

To Fran, both had the most beautiful accents she had ever heard before. She had shortly began to think she was the only American at Eton, but she was sure that she wasn't. She felt weird just standing in a room they had previously had sex while Max and Niles gossiped something about football, but she didn't want to leave on such short notice.

"Coach wanted me to tell you that there is no practice this week, but we have a game Friday night." Niles shook his head, "I know we have this other team beat, but why would they play a game on the night that we could be home instead of here?"

"I don't know, but if your sure we're going to win it doesn't matter."

Niles had forgot that Max didn't get to go home because there was no home to go to. With his parents away, he was no longer allowed to leave and he had no other close family. In order to leave Eton your parents or relatives had to live close before you could go home for the weekend - most of the time Max was left at Eton for the holidays, but Fran didn't know that yet.

"Yeah. Well, I'm going to go back to C.C. She keeps wondering who her new roommate is. She's very excited to meet them."

He turned to leave before Fran stopped him, "I'm your girl friend's new roommate." She smiled. "Is she nice?"

"Oh. You don't have to worry about that. She's going to love you."

Author's Note: What's going to happen when C.C. finds out Max is finally getting it? Oh, and I know that she doesn't really like Fran on the show and isn't really that nice, but I'm changing it around. We don't really know how she was in high school, so I'm making her how I think she was. She's going to like Fran(: Can't wait to see you're reaction when you know what I have in store next! Leave me love. Peace.