MAX IS THE ONLY ONE WHO MATTERS.

Talking about Maxwell Jace sometimes makes me sick after what he told me. Argh. So annoying! It also feels like my brother is haunting me even though is not dead. Maybe he's even all over the place. Who knows? Sometimes I wonder how his girl survives. That maniac is a hell of a monster. Can you believe him? No! Sometimes things like this get me to conclude that girls can be stupid.

Rumors about Max were spreading all over the school campus; it seems like he comes from a wealthy family. Of course, he looks like Bill over Bill. Are you kidding me? His mother is an award-winning journalist for the magazine " couple times" and does not forget that his father has a lot of international hotels. Five-star hotels and of high quality, especially since he lives in an enormous house, maybe a mansion. I am sure he even has an enchanted room that dwells on him (Max). It did not surprise me because of his fame at school. Someone knew him for that and for being the best captain of the basketball team at school. I know I won't approach his level, but he made me angry, every harsh word in my imagination uttered out of my mouth. When I arrived home, that's when I remembered he comes from a sensible background. I don't know how I am going to face him.

Me saying all of this doesn't make me feel right inside.

I don't know how my nerves were conducted. Sometimes when I think of him mind blasts into a massive explosion, but I somehow became happy and excited. Most of the time, my mind left me in this battle where I would have to choose between anger and excitement. I can't deny the fact that he's good-looking. So clean, his smile surely reflects the light. If I would stand a chance to kiss him, I will have surely have conquered the world. Well not actually but at least something like that!

Thinking of amazing things like Max has made me calm down and free my anger. I guess I am in a deep sensation with someone who is not really into me. I am so desperate to feel his touch that the chemistry between us would hit things up.

Ahh! I almost forgot! He asked for a favor. I have to make this as soon as I can. If I should wait I would forget.

Hold on! Hold on! What if I don't do it and then he keeps on reminding me about it every single day at school? That's how I will build a connection between us. Maybe he will start to have feelings for me and the date becomes official. Aww. How bubbly. That's what couples do. Wait we are being a couple for reals like that's how Beyonce and Jay-Z fell into each other's arms. This is amazing. This is my moment, a moment of a lifetime.

Every time I see Max I felt lustful warmth. Nothing I have felt before. What I like about him is his accent, slow and deep also with a low tone. He kind of makes me want to ride on him or do something naughty. Talking to the hottest guy in the world.

Outside it was getting dark, clouds approaching the sky and the light breeze shook the trees and cold ruled the ambiance except for the house for it was warm. I didn't close the curtains in my room that night since I enjoyed the view out the window. It reminded me of him of the sweet Max.

I am completely certain that everyone was fast asleep except me thinking of him. I could stop myself for a minute so I went straight to Facebook. I search for his full name, Maxwell Jace. Found it! I click on his profile pic and take a glimpse at his profile. Wow! He is chili! So sexy and charming. Desperation forced me to save all his profile pictures from that day to the previous days and years.

Scrolled down to my gallery and admired all of them. My mind got jammed into these pictures yet my eyes were becoming dull and my eyelids closing themselves due to a weak body and the fantasy and illusion displaced on the invisible screen

. I started to dream.

ANNIE'S DREAM

I and Max wherein college doing my Bachelor's degree in media and broadcasting while Max studied for his diploma in medicine. We lived happily ever after, not until Max's mood changed towards me. He became more arrogant and aggressive. That's when I knew that there was something wrong with him. He quickly needs me to console him. But how am I going to do it? He has grown into a beast lately. What if his glasses are out of lenses? he cannot see while he reads? I thought. Or maybe one of his friends betrayed his trust. I wondered. This person has to talk to me since we share the same house.

I left him and looked for another house to stay in because I couldn't bear this anymore. I did so, him liking it or not; it was none of his business.

Truly speaking, I missed him a lot. I missed him cuddling me like a teddy bear and him kissing my forehead to sleep. No, I slept all alone, no touches and teases. Well, I had to normalize it.

I woke up and got myself ready for school. I heard early classes. I almost got late. Time was on my side, I arrived at school on time, luckily I lived on the school campus every though the class was a little bit too far from where I stayed. As I took my black bag and rushed as my head was harassing the grass and then found, my colleagues, already working. As I shamble set on my chair and also started working.

Ok, I went outside as she requested, then I took a glimpse at her face, her eyes were broadly open, her chest out and her body looked stiff as if the news she was to spill out were all out about death.

" Annie, please listen to me. I have to tell you something (took grief). It looks involves your boyfriend Max."

Come in, is that even shocking? I don't care about the guy anymore. His moods are so annoyed. What was surprising was that I didn't even miss him or pity him. I guess he was a turn-off for me now. But away let me just listen to what she is saying. What a waste of time.

" Look.. am. max. Max did something you won't like."

" What? What are you talking about? Just please hurry you are wasting my time."

" Ok, Max tried committing suicide and he is in the hospital on life support right now as we speak."

" What? Ok, I have to go." I left her standing there and run straight to the study room to grab everything that was mine.

I ran to the hospital since it wasn't far from the school campus.

Sweat dropped off my face, my heartbeat rose, and my breath was dry which made my chest pain as I was going to cough out blood. In the middle of the journey, I heard a voice from the ear shouting.

" Annie, Annie, Annie!"

"Annie,... Wake up." Annoyingly shouted my brother.

I opened my eyes for tiredness was stuck in my eyes. Even though I slept for a long time my body was really tired and painful. My sight, everything was a blur not until my eyes widely opened, and took a peek at my brother's horrible face.

" You are late for school, young one!"

I honestly believed that my brother likes to make bad jokes and even though they are bad he is still terrible at it. I can't believe this. For I probably took my alarm on the side of the bed and looked at the time. Ohh no! He wasn't lying after all.

It was 8:05 which meant that I had 15 minutes left. My panic levels are rising. I didn't care if he was still in my room or not. Without thinking, I did everything I could for me to get to school in no impossible time. Anyway, my body seemed not to agree for I was moving quite slowly and getting clampsier than ever. I couldn't help myself there was nothing else I could do. Firstly; brushed my teeth for maybe 10vl to 20 minutes which was already a flop. This was the time I had to admit that I am late even though I didn't want to be.

I prepared my lunchbox and put everything that belonged in my backpack right there. When I went to the door without greeting anybody from my household. Luckily I found the bus waiting for me. I guess I was not on the second trip.

Safely arrived at school but contained a lot of shame. Well, my mind wouldn't just be silent. It kept asking questions. What would Max think of me? A shameless girl who doesn't respect time. How would we even plan a family when your husband thinks that of you? I thought. What if became a laughing stock when I arrived in class? The bus dropped me outside of the school campus and all I had to do was to run as fast as I can. My race took ten minutes to arrive in class. Fear made a stay in my heart as I opened the door. With surprise, everyone in the class was looking at me including the teacher. After some minutes everyone was aroused with laughter. I felt so ashamed. With my facing the floor from the door I went to my seat. Thinking that the torture was over. It's time it got started.

Ms. William. That was the most strict teacher on the school campus. She hated to smile or laughed. I must say she was that one teacher who wore spectacles and every time you wronged her, she would put them on her nose and look you through

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