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Title: Still none :/ - Suggestions?
Rating: I would say PG-13 for drug references/use and cursing.
Comments/Warnings: Any criticism is welcome except for that of spelling grammar puncuation etc. It's not my main point in writing - plus I need a beta - comment if you're willing and able!
Summary: Kate runs from more trouble -And bumps into someone in an unexpected place?
Previous Chapters: 1


The rest of the day was a blur. All I could think about was Max, what we talked about, how long I should wait before I called him, his odd scent of smoke and blueberries. Everything about him came rushing through my mind, every minute of class seemed like a year and you could not even imagine my relief when the day was finally over.
So I go outside to wait for my bus, and of course it isn't there. Typical, I thought. Of course on a day like today, when all I want to do is go home, my fucking bus is late.
Well, I guess my frustration showed because all of a sudden I heard someone calling my name followed by repeated "Are you okay?"s. I snapped back to reality to see Kara standing in front of me. Lovely.
"Yeah, sorry Kar. I was just kinda spaced out."
"Kinda? I called your name, like, ten times."
"Yeah, yeah, sorry. So what's up with our fucking bus not being here?"
"I know. Bummer. I could think of some better things to do, though..." Kara said, obviously flirting.
"Kara, what the fuck!" I said a little too loudly. So, I got a lot of stares...
"Okay, jeez. Just trying to get a little action. Anyway, what's the rush to get home?"
"No reason..." I said, obviously lying.
"Wow Kate, you're just such a good liar." Kara replied in a sarcastic tone.
"Shut up!"
"Soooo, what is it?"
"None of your business."
"Uhm, everything is my business. Especially if you're not gonna let me in on some action, just a li--"
"KARA!"
"Okay, okay." I watched as her eyes drifted down to my hand, then my palm. I tried to hide it, but I knew I was only making it more obvious. "Ooooh, scored a number huh?"
"Shut up."
"Who's is it?"
"Kara, seriously, go away."
"I just wanna know whose number that is, babe! Or maybe for a kiss I'll forget it..."
I couldn't help it. I couldn't hold it in anymore. Before I knew it Kara was down on the ground -unconscious. I didn't really mean to hurt her, just make her shut up. I didn't even really mean to punch her, it just kinda... happened. I didn't mean to make her bleed, oh shit.
But to be completely honest, in the back of my mind I was thinking, at least that little skank will leave me alone now...
I ran in horror of what I'd just done, ran far away from the school, until my lungs gave out. I ended up at a 7-11. I don't know why I went inside, I just didn't know where else to go. My house was way too far away to walk...
As I was browsing through the drinks, I heard someone call my name. The first time I figured they were calling someone else, considering my name is kinda common. But the second time I figured I should probably turn around...
"MAX!?"
I'm not gonna lie, I just about flipped out. I mean, of course I wanted to see him and everything, but why was he there? Was he stalking me?!
"Hey, hey, chill baby, it's all fine."
"What are you doing here?"
"Buying groceries, is that okay with you?"
"Sorry, sorry, it was just weird."
"What are you doing here?"
"It's a long story."
"I have time."
"Well... basically I punched a girl for being a jerk and got scared of getting in trouble so I ran away."
"Ohhh, bad move honey, they'll find you. And now they're gonna be even more mad since you ran."
"Well thanks for your support."
"Hey, chill sorry just saying I would know."
"Yeah, I bet you would..."
"Look, do you want a ride home or not?"
"...Really?"
"Yeah, my dad took me here, he's in the car out in back if you wanna go wait for me."
"Uh... you sure?"
"Of course baby."
"Well... I'll just wait for you here."
"Sure, just give me a sec."
I waited as he finished buying his groceries - pickles, mayo, and other assorted side dishes and condiments. Kinda weird, but oh well.
"Hey little butterfly, you still here?"
"Of course. You're my ride home, remember?"
"Of course." He smiled at me and led the way to his dad's car.
"Hey, pops, Kate's coming with us, mk?"
HIs dad mumbled something that sounded like "sure" or "whatever."
"Thanks," I said to both him and his dad as I got in the car. "I really appreciate it."
"No biggie. Anything for a friend."
Friend. The word echoed in my head. Friend? We're friends? Is that what this is?
"Hey, come here," he patted the seat next to him. "The other buckle's broken."
"Uh, sure," I said as I scooted over.
My heart was pounding. Why was it beating so fast? Why was he making me so nervous?
"Hey babe, no worries, really. Why don't you just rest your eyes?"
"I'm fine, sorry, I'm alright." My heart is just beating at 4,000 beats per minute, I thought to myself.
"Sshhh baby, just rest..." He said as he gently pushed my head onto his shoulder.
I wanted to rest, but I couldn't. I had too much in my mind. I reached my hand into my hoodie pocket when I felt something there --The needle! I took it out and examined it. Max seemed like a nice guy... he would never give me anything that would hurt me, right? I mean, I trusted him...
The cold, sharp, needle grazed my left arm. Max was too busy looking out the window, submerged in his thoughts to notice. As it slowly entered my skin, I felt no pain, only happiness. As Max turned to me I tried to hide it, but it was too late. "Hey girl," he said to me as he smiled. "I knew you'd come around." I smiled back and leaned closer so my nose just touched his collarbone.
"This is so crazy," I said to him.
"Hm, whatdya mean, beautiful?"
"It's just... I hardly know you, but, I've just... never felt like this about anyone else before."

Alright, I definitely need a beta. I was gonna fix this more but I kinda gave up.
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