A/n:

Yeahh, Haven't updated in a month.

Sorry, Sue Me?

Without Further ado,

Chapter 12

Two Is Better Than One

Max P.O.V.

As we walked through the door, I swear every noise stopped in the crowded hallway. I let go of Mini as she pointed two fingers up and out. Meaning keep your chin up. I nodded and waved a quick goodbye as she headed down the art hallway.

I kept my head up as bug eyed teenagers starred at my missing right arm.

"Gotta starring problem" I basically screamed. Blushing cheeks appeared everywhere as hallway noise grew louder again.

"Max!" A girl voice shouted before running right into me. I pulled back to come face to face with one of my badass friends Dani. Dani California to be exact. She would be what rude people who label as scene. With her platinum blonde hair and blue bangs, she did stand out.

I met Dani about three weeks back at the hospital. Apparently her mom was one of the nurses that helped me "learn". So she decided to come check me out. I'm glad she did. We've became basicaly best friends in those weeks to follow. We like the same music, the same clothes, basically the same everything. It was pretty ah-maz-balls.

"Hey Dani" I said elbowing her back. She smiled and waved like the weird dork she is.

"Look up" She did as I said.

"Look down" Again, She looked down, just as I asked.

"Why you checkin' me out?" I shouted, nearly puking giggles. She laughed, slapping me a highfive.

"Do you mind?" I asked, dragging it out and nodding my head to my locker.

"Sure" She said, bouncing on her heels over to my locker and pulling out my stuff for my first class and pushing it into my bag. She closed my locker with the click of the lock.

We hooked arms and started walking down the hallway slowly. Just to annoy the people having to slow down behind us.

"Never made it as a wise man" I started singing softly as Dani smirked at me.

"I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing" She continued.

"I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling" I shot back, making her giggle a little.

"And this is how you remind me" She fired back. I rolled my eyes. We were such dorks

"This is how you remind me" I continued, walking to the invisable beat.

"Of what I really am" We screamed together.

"Dani! Max! SHUT UP!" Mrs. RIley shouted before slamming her classroom door shut. This was one of our little games that we played at the hospital. One would start singing a line to a song with both knew, the next would continue and it'd go on and on tell you finished the song. It kept us amused for hours, espically when one of us messed up and made up lyrics that didn't go with the song at all.

We continued out sorta-kinda victory lap before rounding the corner to head down another hallway. And thats when I almost crashed right into the red head mega bitchinator.

She gasped, going bug eyed like the rest of the population.

"I.. I thought you were dead" She whisper screamed. I laughed out loud. Dead? That's a new one.

"Opps" I said, sticking out my tongue before walking away, Dani still hanging onto my arm.

Not today bitch.

Not today.

Today I choose to live with gratitiude for the love that fills my heat, the peace that rests within my spirt, and the voice of hope that says all things are possible.

I've learned to Learn from Yesterday, Live for today, and Hope for tomorrow.

Ick..

I sound like such a girl.

Shudder.

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