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Tess had her feet up against the dashboard in her moms Crysler mini-van. With her iPod in her ears, it help drown out her mom's constant moronic babble. Finnally she pulled up to the curb of the school and as she walked out of the car, she heard he mom shout through the bridge of a White Stripes song, "Alright, sweetie. Have a great day at school."

She took her ear phones out of her ears when she saw Chelsea waiting for her by the door. "Hey, whats up," Chelsea greeted. Tess gave a small little grunt in reply. She wasn't really a morning person, but Chelsea was alert and awake. "Oh, dude! Kristian broke up with Paul," Chelsea exclaimed. "Are you going to make a move now?" Tess stopped infront of her locker. "No. I told you I already got over him when he asked Kristian out. Back to brother sister relationship, thank god," she croked out of her dry throught. Her body was still waking up.

Paul was a guy she had been friends with for about 5 years. She's had a crush on him since his second girlfriend back in 7th grade dumped him just because she got bored. They went out for about a year. Tess was of course there to pick up the pieces of what was left in his existance. Every girlfriend he has had, which has been about 4 or 5, the first one being in 4th grade, has treated him wrong either by cheating on him, flirting with other guys or just treating him like dirt. Everyone of his girlfriends has broken up with him because he just doesn't know when to say enough is enough. Tess has been there for him through it all and has never found the courage to ask him out.

But she gave up on him a long, long time ago. She just decided to be the best friend that all his girlfriends have been jealous of. And so far, it has gone well for her. She may not have him, but at least she gets to spend more time with him than most of his past girlfriends have. 

"Oh, right...you have someone else on your mind," Chelsea said, breaking Tess out of her flash back. Tess smiled. "Sorta," she said shyly. She then lowered her voice. "You havn't told anyone, have you?" Chelsea shook her head. "I said I wouldn't, so I won't." Chelsea's gaze averted to something that was behind Tess.

Tess turned to see Max standing behind her. Her heart dropped into her stomach. "Hey," Tess piped. Max towered over her. He had on a Rolling Stones t-shirt with a pair of dark-wash jeans. "Hey," he said in his soft, low voice. "Well...I've got to go to class. See you guys later," Chelsea said quickly as she hurried away, leaving Max and Tess alone. Thanks alot Chelsea, Tess thought to herself.

She started to get kind of nervous. It was hard being alone with Max. He really is intimidating with his insane height, his serious face that seemed to never smile and his love for dark clothing. How about some color? she though to herself. Maybe then she wouldn't be so scared. But then she though, would she like him without all those charactoristics? Doubt it.

"So, um, are you staying after today?" Max broke the silence. "Oh, yeah. What did you bring today?" Tess said, trying to act as calm as possible. "My guitar and my recorder. I didn't bring my drum. I'll just use the drum set in the band room," he said as he reached up and scratched the back of his head. He looked just as tired as Tess. She studied his sleepy eyes for a second. They looked some how...deeper today. Normaly they were glazed over and clouded. But, today there seemed to be a glimer of something in his amazingly green eyes. He looked like he was thinking about something.

"Are you okay?" Tess said with concern. He looked down at her for a moment. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said with a clouded tone, like he was still thinking about something. "Well, I got to go. I have a new piece of music for you and Mike that I think you should try out," he said as he walked away. "Bye."

 Mike was another cello player, like Tess, who would stay after school. There was only two cellos, three violins, a drumer from the band class, a bass player and Max, who plays bass in class but brings all sorts of instruments from home. There isn't an instrument he can't play. He's amazingly talented at everything. Tess always has fantisized about Max playing a song for her on his guitar that he wrote just for her. She keeps on dreaming, but it hasn't happened yet...

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