- My story is about Max from "Life is strange". (SPOILER-ALERT:) In my version, though, she does not have any supernatural powers. Mark Jefferson did not kidnap and/or kill anyone. Rachel Amber never went missing and there is no tornado threatening Arcadia Bay. Max somehow stumbles into a relationship with her teacher Mr. Jefferson. She quickly realizes that he is no "normal" boyfriend: He wants to have full control over everything. Always. Besides, Frank Bowers and Nathan Prescott want to be close to Max as well. But why? There will be fem-slash-chapters about Chloe and Rachel from time to time. CAUTION: In this story there will be explicit sexual topics (also more coarse ones like SM) and strong language. As English is not my first language, I apology for any mistakes. Enjoy :-)! -

The sun was shining warm and golden on the campus of Blackwell Academy in Arcadia Bay. The nearly unbearably hot summer had finally made way for autumn that was still pleasantly warm at the Pacific coast in Oregon, USA.

Max Caulfield slowly strolled from the girls' dormroom towards the red and white brick building, which was the centre of the area. Being able to go to this boarding school and being allowed to learn so many new things here was still something special for Max. Arcadia Bay was just a small town, but all the more bigger was the name of Blackwell Academy, where only promising young artists and natural scientists of the nation got a position. And Max even had a scholarship!

It's only been three weeks since Max's parents, Vanessa and Ryan Caulfield, said goodbye to their beloved daughter. Tearfully, they left her alone and with lots of luggage, returning to Seattle where the family had been living for five years now. It was strange to be separated from the parents for the very first time, but Max had settled in quite well.

Her first act was to contact her best childhood friend, Chloe Price. Chloe had changed a lot over the years: Her former long blonde hair was now a blue bob. Her arms were covered in tattoos. She smoked weed and other stuff and listened to strange music. Punk-Rock and something like that. Not exactly Max's gusto. But the two girls clicked with each other the second they met again and they giggled together like back when they were 13, before Max had left Arcadia Bay.

At Blackwell Academy, Max had only found two real friends yet: shy, religious Kate Marsh and Warren Graham, a goofy guy who loved science. Her other fellow students were mostly nice to Max, but it wasn't enough to build more real friendships yet. Max was too introverted to swoop down on people and she wasn't interested in alcohol or partying. That probably made her boring in her peers' eyes.

While she dwelled on thoughts, Max trotted through the Academy's assembly hall, blocked out the chatter, laughter and fooling around of the other students and opened the door to her favourite classroom. In the Art Classroom, also called Photography Lab, there were dozens of books about photography on the shelves. Cameras of every style - big and small, analogue and digital ones - stringed together in cabinets. Max knew every single sample. A big printer enabled students to immediately print their works. That was something Max could only smile about. Her beloved Polaroid Spectra 1200i spitted out her images instantly, too. Max had always been into instant photography. Luckily, her parents had supported her passion ever since it showed up. They bought a small supply of the rare and expensive instant films each month and sent them to her.

And now, Max Caulfield sat here, in prestigious Blackwell Academy, waiting for being taught by nowadays greatest photographer.

Mark Jefferson.

-Granted, that was a rather short and uneventful chapter, but it was just an introduction. I'll continue writing as soon as possible, and with more action ;-).-