Max and the girl landed on the ground with Max on top of her. The car paused, then reversed and started to drive off.

Max: (angrily) Hey! Get back here, you jerk!

The car simply went off without so much as a human response from it.

Max: Jeez. Some people.

It was at that moment that the girl suddenly spoke.

Girl: (shyly) Ummmm h.... hi.

Max: Hmm? Oh... right. Are you ok?

Girl: Y... Yeah.

Max got off her and helped her up to her feet.

She was only a bit shorter than him with long pink hair divided into pig tails. Her eyes were green, and her attire was quite modest.

She seemed to be a decent and modest person and, in many ways, quite unassuming. She had a pretty face, though, and her voice was of a higher pitch than what you'd expect from someone of her age.

Max: So...

Girl: (Quickly) Thank you so much!

Max: Wha...

The girl bowed down and faced him again. She seemed to be quite flustered as her face was red.

Girl: Thank you for saving me!

Max: Well, you're welcome.

Max noticed her red face.

Max: Are you sure you're ok? Your face is red.

Girl: Huh.

She shook her head rapidly.

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Girl: No, no. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Max: Ok, if you say so. What was that about anyway?

Girl: What was what?

Max: That car.

Girl: Uhhhh... well. I'm not sure. Maybe... maybe it was an accident?

Max witnessed it first hand. It was easy to call it an accident. But it just as easily could have been intentional. But of course, the intentionality was unlikely, and explaining everything to this girl would have been impossible.

After all, he couldn't tell her about how he saved her. And hopefully, she would never ask, he thought.

Max: Yeah.... maybe.

The girl nodded and stared at the ground.

Max: Uhhh hey.

Girl: Oh, I'm so sorry. I was just thinking about something.

Max: No big deal. You don't have to apologize for everything. (thinking: Sheesh. This girl is seriously polite.)

Girl: Oh. Really?

Max: Yeah, yeah.... so anyway...

He pointed at himself.

Max: The name's Max, Max Hunter. What's yours?

Girl: Oh, me?

The girl blushed bright red.

Girl: M... my name is... Rose.

Max: Rose, huh.

Name: Rose Wright

Age: 15

Description: Shy and gullible

Occupation: student

Fact: She ran away from the theatre during a horror movie showing. She only watched the first five minutes.

Rose: Ye... yeah.

She gently pulled her hair apart and smiled.

Max: Alright then.

He looked at his watch. It suddenly dawned on him that school was still a thing and that he'd promised his mom that he'd make it to school on time.

In all the excitement, he'd completely forgotten.

Max: Well, I gotta get going to school. Dont wanna be late.

The girls face turned completely gloomy almost immediately.

Rose: Oh. I... I see.

Max: Well I.... (thinking: Jeez, she got upset so easily.)

Rose: Well, if you ever need anything, feel free to ask me.

Max was taken aback. He never would have imagined that she was that modest.

Rose: I... I owe you that much, at least.

Max stared agape in surprise before laughing.

Rose: Wh.. what?

Max simply continued laughing.

Rose: W... Was it something I said?

Max: No, no, it's just......

He continued to chuckle.

Max: It's just that you're a weirdo.

Rose: Huh.

Max stopped laughing as he noticed that she seemed upset.

Rose: (sadly) Oh. Ok

Max: You don't need to make it up to me either. I just saved your life, but how about we remain square either way, huh?

He laid his hand out to her. Her eyes shone brightly as she gazed upon his hand. she happily shook it.

Max: So....

Max got onto his skateboard and prepared to leave.

Max: Where's your high school?

Rose: Oh. My high school is Hypercity High.

Max paused.

Max: Whoa! That's my high school!