“In her dreams? What does that mean?” he asks cautiously. His father looks up at him and shrugs.“She didn't tell me everything she saw. But... she described you to me as looking like Max.”Max blinks in surprise. Did he?His father sighs again before continuing.“I... I didn't know what else to do. I was so worried, and I couldn't find anything to say that would convince her that she was seeing things. So I called your mother and asked her to look over her notes of yours and see if there was anything that could give us any clues as to why you looked so similar to my son.” He leans back in his seat and looks down at the floor, clearly upset. “Then I... uh... tried to contact her again, asking her if maybe she had spoken to a doctor. I even tried calling your mother's old boss at the hospital. No one has heard of anyone matching the description she gave me.”Max takes a step towards his father and places his hand gently on top of his shoulder.“Dad, it's okay. You tried to contact me
"Yeah, it's true. It's kind of hard to believe that it all happened. Especially considering what happened the last time something like this happened," he mutters quietly. A brief look of panic appears on her face, and for a moment he worries that his words triggered some sort of reaction. But as soon as it appeared it disappears, replaced by a neutral look as she clears her throat nervously."Yeah... you know, Max, I think it's best if we don't mention yesterday ever again," she states nervously, taking a deep breath. Max frowns."What? Why not? Why would we-" his mouth shuts firmly when he sees the look of annoyance on her face. She seems to be having the same thoughts as him, only for different reasons."Because it was just... really embarrassing," she replies, crossing her arms defensively in front of herself. He frowns slightly and opens his mouth to protest, but his brain tells him to just keep quiet. Something about the way she's acting is just unsettling. She avoids eye conta
"I have a plan," she replies confidently with a slight grin on her face. Max frowns slightly, unsure what she means by a plans he said."For starters, I need to get a job somewhere else. At least for a while, until the lawsuit ends," she says with a shrug and an almost sad smile playing on her lips. Max furrows his eyebrows slightly. Is she seriously trying to leave?"Mom, that's crazy! You can't just do that! Don't you have anything planned for college?" he demands. She shakes her head and gives him an apologetic smile."I'm sorry, Max, but I have to do something. Otherwise, I'll just keep hurting myself. I'm not gonna lie and say that I'm not scared about what might happen to me, but I know that nothing is going to stop me from helping people.'' ''Besides, I already told my parents that I'm leaving, so they probably know what's going to happen anyways, so it won't hurt them," she responds, grabbing his hand. "Don't worry, Max. I will come back. I promise." She squeezes his hand re
"You honestly think I'm willing to sacrifice my dreams and my goals just because you're pissed off at me? I guess you really don't know me at all, huh?" he says. Max narrows his eyes slightly, confused by what he just heard. Did he just...?"What?" he asks uncertainly."I'm not going to let someone else suffer because of your stupid mistakes, Max. That's not how this works. People deserve happiness and happiness shouldn't be handed to them on a silver platter," he declares. "If I'm not able to work with my family, then I'll just have to find some other way, okay? I'll still find a way, no matter what happens," he adds firmly."You... you really don't care about anyone else but yourself? Not even your family?" Max asks hesitantly, his tone laced with disbelief. Andrew sighs and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, avoiding Max's gaze as he stares at the ground."Yeah, I mean... it's kind of hard to care about anyone else when you're surrounded by a bunch of people who love you so damn
"Why am I doing this?" he complains exasperatedly to himself as he plays yet another game of chess with the opposing team's captain. "This isn't gonna work..." he mumbles under his breath."Oh, calm down, kid," the guy comments dryly, giving Max a slight grin. Will narrows his eyes at him, feeling annoyed at the fact that everyone seems to think that this isn't working at all. "It's not gonna work because nobody here is smart enough to play chess properly. Why don't you guys just go back to sitting in the bleachers instead? Then you won't be cheating and wasting my money," he snarls irritably. The coach glances back at his players before looking back at Max."Listen here, son," he begins sternly, his voice taking on an authoritative tone. "We're gonna finish this game, but you need to learn to control yourself a little more. We all need to put aside our differences and focus on winning this game, alright? Do I make myself clear?" he says sternly, causing Will to scoff in response.
"Hey, it's okay. It was fun while it lasted," Sophie tells him comfortingly, patting his back lightly. He nods in acknowledgment and lets out a deep sigh."Anyway, I guess we should probably get started before anyone starts asking questions," Max suggests hesitantly. They glance back at the bleachers again, seeing that the rest of the team has returned. Their expressions light up when they see their opponents."Finally! and we're getting somewhere," he grins."So, you want us to pretend to be your friends?" Max frowns, folding her arms across her chest. Andrew nods excitedly in response and gives her an enthusiastic thumbs up. She rolls her eyes and turns to look at the other three girls who look a lot more confused than she feels."Wait, I thought you said that this was gonna be a game of truth or dare?" He says, furrowing her eyebrows. Max shrugs indifferently and sits down next to her."I never said it was gonna be a game of truth or dare, I just said that we were gonna play," she
"Because... I just wanted to," she stutters. he narrows his eyes slightly. He looks slightly suspicious, which she finds amusing."Max, come on," he urges her gently, taking another step towards her. Max backs up slightly, almost hitting the edge of the bed. "We both know that you didn't come here just to talk," he adds knowingly. Max looks back up at him anxiously, her heart pounding loudly in her chest."You're right. But that doesn't mean I have to answer every single question you ask," she retorts harshly."Is that really what you want though? For me to stop asking questions?" he asks teasingly."No, obviously not! Just let me finish what I have to say first," she argues annoyedly, crossing her arms. She glances over at the door briefly before focusing her gaze on him again. Andrew sighs in defeat and rests his hands in his pockets."Okay. Well, you clearly haven't been yourself recently, so please tell me why," he requests sincerely. He sees her cheeks flush pink slightly and a
"You're forgiven," she assures him. he nods silently, his gaze fixed on the floor. Max suddenly jumps up from the floor and begins to walk towards the kitchen. "Hey, where are you going?" Max calls after him. He spins around, holding a piece of paper in his hand."Can I stay here tonight?" he asks eagerly. He looks over at him before nodding. "Awesome," he exclaims, grinning at his friend. Max furrows her eyebrows slightly."Why? Didn't you spend last night in your own bed?" she questions. He rolls his eyes."Well I do! But I don't wanna go back to mine 'cause I know my mom's gonna kill me if I show up there without bringing any clothes," he explains. Max scrunches her eyebrows together in confusion, not understanding what he means."Don't worry, I'll lend you some of mine," Andrew offers. He nods gratefully."Thanks man. It would mean a lot," he admits. Andrew smiles and stands up from the floor."Okay well, since I already talked to you guys, I better get going," he announces, pic