The group exited the class. Max and Ken walked in the front while the other three followed behind them.
Rose: Now those two really hit it off.
Tiffany: Yeah...
Luke: Who would've guessed?
Tiffany and Luke shared uneasy glances while Rose smiled excitedly.
Meanwhile, Ken and Max continued their conversation.
Ken: ...and that over there is the snack machine.
Max: Yeah?
Ken: (whisper) I'll let you in on a little secret. If you bump it just right, snacks just pop out.
Max: Really?
Ken: Yeah. Or guys'll call ya weird for randomly smacking snack machines.
Max: Heh. That's no big deal.
He had in all his life never met a nerd that was so freewheeling.
And then something suddenly dawned on Max. There was something he hadn't asked Tiffany.
Max: Oh yeah.
He turned around.
Max: Hey, Tiff?
Tiffany: It's Tiffany.
Max: Right... right. Why is your second name Chang?
Tiffany: Because I grew up in Asia.
Max: Really? What's it like?
Tiffany: (sighs) It's fine.
Rose: Ehehe. sorry, Max. She gets asked that question all the time, so she gets a little peeved whenever someone mentions it.
Max: Oh, I get it.
Tiffany: I.... ugh. Whatever... Anyway, the next period is chemistry. I've gotta go to the bathroom, so save me a seat in case I'm late, Rose.
Rose: Okie dokie.
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Luke: Ugh, chemistry. Hey Ken, what do we have after that?
Ken: I believe it is biology.
Luke: Oh maaaaaaan.
Luke moaned, and Rose giggled.
Luke: Hmm, what's up?
Rose: It's just that you never change Luke.
Luke: Heh. I guess so.
He smiled at himself.
Luke: You never change either.
Rose: (giggling) Really?
Max: (to Ken) Is she always like that?
Ken: Yep.
Max: But how?
Ken: No idea.
Luke: Anyway guys lets huff it! I don't wanna be late. Hey Max, meet us here after you get your books, alright?
Max: Hm? Alright.
Max went to his locker as Ken yelled from a distance.
Ken: And bring the right book this time!
Max: Yeah yeah...
Max couldn't believe it. He'd actually made friends. And he was having conversations with them. He giddily rushed to his locker while trying to keep himself from getting too happy.
As he got into his locker room to get his book, he noticed a note from his mom inside the books he'd left in his locker.
"Stay positive."
- Mom.
He smiled to himself. Maybe this time. Maybe this time, it would work out. It had to.
As he pulled out the book and left his locker, he found Tiffany.
Max: Oh, hey Tiffany.
Tiffany: Hey.
She seemed to be looking for something.
Tiffany: Where are the others?
Max: They said to meet over there once we'd finally gotten our books.
Tiffany: I see. Follow me.
The pair walked over there, and as they did, Max noticed an interesting amount of muscle definition in her legs.
Max: So, uhhh. Do you do sports or something?
Tiffany: No.
Max: So, whaddya do with your free time?
Tiffany: That's private.
Max: Ok then.
Max waited awkwardly for the others as he continued to try to spark a conversation with her.
His experience getting girls to talk to him had been eventful, to say the least. He could get most girls to talk to him, sure. But the majority of those experiences were not things he liked talking about.
Max: So, uhhhhh....
Tiffany stayed quiet. Waiting for the other three.
Max: Does that mean you like girly stuff? Like rainbows, unicorns, and...
Tiffany looked at him with something that wasn't a glare but was clearly made to tell him to stop talking.
Max: Right....
Eventually, the three showed up, much to Max's relief as he could finally talk to the other three. The five of them left off to attend their second period.
What followed in the next few periods was about the same.
As with the maths class, Max made somewhat of a splash in every class he entered.
In Chemistry, he was paired up with Luke, and because neither of them were paying attention, ended up destroying some glass equipment, much to the class's amusement, but not to the teacher's. Mr. Kane.
Name: Alan Kane
Age: 32
Description: Easily stressed out
Occupation: Chemistry teacher
Fact: He oddly enough loves rock music.
Biology was no different, with Max being paired up with Rose and carrying dead specimens to freak her and other girls out. Of course, Ken and Luke found it funny, but Tiffany scowled at him, much to his displeasure.
The teacher, Mr. Krüger, was willing to let it slide.
Name: Mr. Mark Krüger
Age: 35
Description: He is zen
Occupation: Biology teacher, works at local botannical garden
Fact: He wishes he could go vegan but can't quit chicken
Of course, the final period before lunch was biology, and so, the five of them headed for lunch.