Max's P.O.V.
After school finally ended, I found Hannah standing and leaning against my locker talking to the oh-so second famous Johnny.
"Oh hey, Max." She said casually.
"Hey Hannah, hey Johnny," I replied trying to avoid Johnny's eyes. Apparently, I didn't' need to. He was ostentatiously continuing to stare at Hannah, all just to get me aggravated. Didn't he have anything else better to do? Such as sticking his head in a toilet?!
I angry opened my locker and got my stuff out all ready to go home to my peaceful cherry red couch. Yes, I'm 'weird' that way.
"Hannah, let's go," I said.
"Sorry, I'm not walking home today," she said. I was startled, just this morning she said…oh no, this Johnny guy was influencing her, straight to the fiery pits of Hades.
"Why not?" I asked trying to sound to cared.
"Because Johnny's driving me home today," she said truthfully; not a sorry gleam in her eyes. I stopped my jaws from dropping composing myself.
"Fine," I said.
"Hey, Max! I'll walk with you tomorrow!" she yelled. Yeah right, I'll walk with her tomorrow after she gets a zero on the biology quiz that is!
Johnny and Hannah were laughing as soon as I had left their presence.
I had to call my mom, but then again, I could walk home by myself, I mean, how much harm could it do?
It wasn't all sunny, and it was a bit cloudy…okay, fine, it looked like it was going to rain. But definitely not in twenty minutes.
I swung my lumpy backpack full of homework and text books onto my back and left saying bye to some of my friends. Real friends, mind you.
I had random thoughts going through my head, such as how mad I was at Hannah and that…that…insignificant creature. But most of all, Nick. I didn't know why, but every second he wasn't there with me either staring or talking, I felt like I was wasting valuable time. I really wanted to talk to him right now…which brought me to the topic of the…dun dun dun! Beach party.
What was I going to do? I had said something or more like blurted something I didn't intend to and now I ended up in the corner. But I didn't NEED to go, I mean, I could just pretend I was sick or something. Yeah, that's the plan. For now.
My les started burning and I really wanted to give up walking. Why did home seem so far away when I was walking back? I swear I could have taken upon any offer if anyone asked me if I wanted to ride in their wagon or whatever.
Finally, the clouds brimmed over to the last of its ephemeral patience and there was a hint of rain.
I decided to walk around the alleys with wide roofs so I wouldn't get myself wet.
"Hey!" some gruff voice called behind me. I whirled around on my heels hoping it was one of my friends. But the voice wasn't familiar at all, and I was suddenly feeling like a wimp cowering back to my little corner again.
I ignored it and kept on furiously walking away from the voice. Maybe my hearing wasn't as well as I had expected. Some tall gangly looking guys stood in front of me now.
"Hey! Where you going?" I scowled (I was getting better at it) and tried to ignore them by walking the other direction although it wasn't my home.
"Come on, it's about to rain anyway," the same voice repeated.
"Yeah, come with us!" I know, a normal person would have screamed, ran away, done something. But I stupidly stood there facing them and not walking. I had read a lot of these situations in books before, where their dream guys would come and rescue them…
"Don't touch me," I managed to mutter. The wind was getting colder, and they were right: rain was starting to fall drop by drop.
"That's one nice looking…" I drained out his last words by gripping onto my backpack straps tighter.
That's when I blew up. I ran as fast as I could, around and around, somewhere far away…but that place unfortunately happened to be a corner, a mouse corner.
"Come on, you want a nice warm place?" a different guy said and they cackled their laughter's into the hard pouring rain.
They were surrounding me now, with their arms wide open like barriers and me, a weak cowardly little me, a girl of age 14.
Another part of my mind yelled something: are you just going to stand there and let the idiotic male population dominate you like that?! Yeah, it would have been funny and other time.
"You get near me, and I swear I'll kick your " I said menacingly. I went into some sort of fighting stance with my fists locked up into little lethal weapons. My legs were spread apart although my jeans were soaked and stuck to me. My shirt was too by the way.
"Aww," they moaned at the same time. Ew, disgusting.
"Max? What are you doing?" A familiar voice rose from somewhere. Somewhere I couldn't recall, because at the same time, one of the guys lunged forward and pinned me to the wall behind me, a brick wall where my wet matted hair banged against the bricks.
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