We've all grown out of this story. The endless twists, the endless turns. I'm sorry I abandoned all of you so long ago.

But lets see if we can spruce this up a bit?

College Roller Coaster

Chapter 1
Max POV

Beep Beep Beep

It doesn't take long for my alarm to jolt me out of a deep sleep. My roommate doesn't even have time to flinch before it's silenced and I have sat up and stretched my arms above my head. Throughout my senior year of high school, they warned me to avoid the 8 AM classes, but somehow my advisor convinced me that it would be a smart idea to take an early history class so that I could focus on my accounting classes later in the day.

The funny thing was, is that by my 12:00 accounting class, I was so tired I could hardly drag myself the 20 feet across campus just to make it in time.

As my bare feet hit the floor, I glance at my wall of photos nostalgically, giving each one a chance to give me an extra pang of homesickness. Fang had stayed behind in Louisiana, while I had decided that it would be smart to move to Oregon and play "new girl" again.

For those of you wondering, it wasn't a smart move.

I don't blame the people who told me that long distance was impossible, both with friends and with boyfriends. But I would be lying if I told you that they hadn't gotten to me.

Seeing as it's still dark outside in Oregon at 7:15 in the morning, I blindly dig through my tiny closet and grab a tank top, a hoodie, and a pair of jeans along with the old converse I had been wearing since I was a junior in high school and escape to the bathroom down the hall.

As soon as I've had time to get dressed, drag a hairbrush through my hair, and stuff half of a strawberry pop tart in my mouth, I grab my phone and my backpack and head out towards the frigid morning.

Because Louisiana is two hours ahead, I already have plenty of texts from Fang, Nudge, and Angel, and my heart lifts a little bit.

-Fang: Good morning Maxy! I'm about ready to head to class, but I wanted to remind you that I love you. Eight more weeks of this torture! We can do this 3

-Nudge: Good morning Max! How is school? I know I asked you yesterday, but I'm just thinking about you! I miss you. Think you could come home a little

sooner than Christmas? I hate that you moved so far away. It's boring here without you and Fangles is miserable.

- Angel: Good morning Max! I hope class goes well today! I am having a Gazzy issue. Think you could call me later? Love you.

Compared to high school, college so far had been... boring. There were no murderous parents, no psycho girls after Fang, and no psycho ex boyfriends after me. Things were quiet. It's not as though I want all of the wild senseless drama that happened in high school to continue into college, but I did want something. Living here had brought me back to my first few new schools, the ones where it had been completely impossible to make friends or do anything. I was bored, homesick, and lonely.

Sorry for my pity fest everybody. Let's move on.

As I walked across the small college campus of Fred Wolf university, I think about my last few years in high school and about all of the drama that occurred. How Fang and I had managed to get rid of my psycho mother by reporting her to the police and jump starting a huge custody battle over Angel. I emancipated myself and eventually won full custody once I showed proof of the lack of attention and talked about some of the crazy things I had gone through because of her.

AKA threatening to kill me if Fang didn't break up with me. Can I get a WTF?

I'm not sure what happened to her after that. I like to think that they sent her sorry ass to prison, but I'm sure my lack of proof didn't lead to anything that extreme.

Things had really settled down over the next few years. Angel and I moved in with Fang and his family, and they supported us through everything. Heck, they were even paying for my college. I could not have been more grateful for their generosity, but sometimes I wished they hadn't encouraged me to move so far away from home. That way, I wouldn't have to wait until Christmas to see all of the people I loved.

As I crossed over the final bridge and make it to the history building, I can feel a pair of eyes on me and I whirl around in confusion only to find nothing in the space behind me.

I shrug it off as the occasional paranoia that occasionally still plagued me even after a few years and walk into the classroom.

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Once history is over, I get out of the building as quickly as possible and take a minute to call Angel.

"Hey Ange how's everything?
"Max! It's so good to hear from you! You caught me just in time for my study hall."
"You should probably be studying then instead of picking up your phone."
"Yeah yeah, okay 'mom', your phone calls are more important though."
"Alright, alright. Tell me what's going on."
"Okay, well Winter Formal is coming up, and Gazzy still hasn't asked me. I know he knows that I REALLY want to go, but its coming in like two weeks. We still have to coordinate my dress and his outfit and we can't do that if he doesn't ask me soon!"

I laugh to myself and silently wish that my problems were as little as this one.

"Well why don't you talk to him about it?"
"Isn't that too obvious? Or desperate?"
"No Ange, he's your boyfriend right? You have to be able to voice these kinds of things to him."
"Ugh if only he was as good as Fang."
"It took Fang awhile to learn too ya know."
"I know, you're right. I'll talk to him today! How is school? Have you made friends yet?"
"Same as yesterday, and nope, not really."
"What about in your classes or with your roommate?"

My eyes start to fill up as I think about how lame I must seem to my little sister. I want her to look up to me, not pity me.

"I don't know Ange-"
"Op! There's the bell! Gotta go Max, Love you, Bye!"
*Click*

I try to suppress my sadness as I make the ten minute walk back to my dorm. The small forest through the middle of my campus used to cheer me up, but it doesn't really do much anymore.

-Max: Hey Fang, really missing you right about now. I swear every day I feel more and more stupid and lonely. Could use one of your hugs to help me feel better.

Once back at my dorm, I start my homework. And then I grab my stuff to head to my first accounting class of the day. The whole way there I have that same eerie feeling at the back of my neck, and by the time I reach my classroom, I swear I've looked behind my back at least ten times. I get into the room quickly and take my usual spot in the middle towards the left side of the room.

It's only then when I see him walk in, tall, blonde, and impossible to miss. He glances up and smiles when he sees me and makes is way to the empty chair next to me. I blink my eyes rapidly in order to make sure I am not dreaming.

"How's it going Max?" He asks, proving I am very much awake.

"What are you doing here Dylan?"

And that's it! Let me know if this sucks. If its not worth a reboot please tell me now and not later!

Fly on.

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