INICIAR SESIÓNNOAH I had imagined him going to Anna's house to spend some time together. From the pictures you could make out that Anna’s family was influential as well.I laid the phone over my chest and thought of what I could do to pass time.So an idea stuck.I walked into the room; there was a makeshift motorcycle without wheels, which served the purpose of an artifact, and the table by the side of the wall, which had a monitor, CPU, and series of books on the table. The chair was behind the table; walking down the short staircase, I saw the undeniable bathroom Max’s father had stumbled upon yesterday.There was an adjoining door, so I went right into it.It was a dressing room, one part containing a lot of Max's jerseys, another for jeans. I went over to the one that had jackets lined up. Took out a black leather one and shoved it in front of my frame and checked if it would look good on me.“Snooping around,” a voice asked from the doorway, and I jerked as she fell to the ground.I picked
NOAH.I walked out of the school in hazy steps, still overwhelmed with my conversation with Mr. Kent.As I made my way to the parkway, a car drove past me, the silver Volkswagen glistening under the afternoon sun.I walked past the car, clearly not in the mood for games.“Hey Noah,” I heard from behind me.The voice was familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint where I heard it from before.I swerved backwards only to see Mario, the serial killer. My hands flew to my mouth at the thought. Kidding…he wasn't that, though.He came over and wrapped his arms around my shoulder. It was a warm gesture, so I reciprocated.“So nice to see you, Mario,” I exclaimed excitedly. There’s nothing like seeing someone who knows you to some extent. Not in school, where you had to put on a show and be on your best behavior, which, other than my brains, I didn't think I actually had any other amazing abilities that could gain me favors in school.I had opted to join the cheerleading team, but after that had been
NOAH I woke up the next morning, feeling better than I had felt in a long time. But since it was still a weekday, I had to prepare for school and try not to be late.Lately, I didn't know myself anymore; I was Noah, the nerd, and though I had an opposing character to being good in school.I still felt I was slacking behind on studies; Max's world was filled with enough distractions to turn my world around.I headed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and took my shower.After I was done wearing my school uniform and putting each button in place. I slung my bag on my shoulders and headed for the door.“Noah,” Mom yelled from downstairs.“I will be down in a bit,” I answered as I made my way to the stairs.“Go wake your brother and inform him that breakfast is ready,” she ordered.First he kissed me senseless, and now I was in charge of waking him up.“Uhh,” I groaned, kicking my feet angrily on the lush carpet.I went over to Max's room.His door was slightly open, and I peeked inside
MAX Father stepped into the room, calling out my name, but I didn't answer, but he wouldn't give up; he had seen me drive home earlier, so he knew I should be in the room.The running shower gave me away instantly.Noah was here, and the alcohol hadn't worn off; telling him she was drunk wasn't a good idea, or was it the fact that we were in the shower together?Or maybe she was looking at me in realization as the cool water washed down her frame, slipping down in tiny droplets from her face down her cleavage.The bathroom door opened as Father came inside.It had a shower spot that was demarcated by a transparent glass and was see-through, except for the shift that could be said to be a curtain, but that only stopped mid-knee, and anyone could see the pairs of legs from underneath.Which only left one option.“James, are you there?” Dad asked once more, and I responded.“Yes.”“You know you have to be nicer to Margaret and especially to Noah; we really didn't talk about it in the st
MAXI pulled Nelly away from me as I ran upstairs, searching each of the rooms and wondering where she could possibly be.The rooms were empty, the same as the hallway. Moreover, I never saw her go through the front door.An instinct warned that she hadn't; the party had hardly started. She wouldn’t leave when the fun was still underway.I went downstairs; that was where the games party was taking place—actually all of the party, the snooker, the drinking challenge with shots of whiskey, the dartboard game, and for those who wanted a car race game with that PS on the right-hand side.They could make themselves feel at home.I saw Nelly close to the snooker board; the disinterest in her face was very evident, but not as much as the twitching eyes and the way she was blinking her eyes continuously, trying to look away from me.The Nelly I knew wouldn't play innocent unless she was to look like one, and clearly she was nothing close to that.Which sent the message: something was amiss, a
Noah David looked glamorous in a green leather jacket, polo, and trousers. It seemed I was on the late side since the room was filled up by the time I came.David couldn't come over; he had only called to know if I was still coming, and I didn't want to disappoint, and so I did.But to my surprise, on getting there, Max was there; he had clearly beaten me to the race.Always on my neck, and successful at making me snap at the slightest provocation.Tonight was going to be the tip of the iceberg. I wasn't going to take kissing pics with Max, and he would be a fool not to sense the defiance in my eyes.I had talked to some of David's friends and gotten so many compliments from them that my cheeks were red.David had excused himself and showed up later carrying two disposable cups in both hands.“Do you drink?” he asked. He seemed nice and had been looking at me admiringly since I entered the room.“Yes,” I answered, which was a lie. I never drank alcohol, and the last experience was en







