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Max's pov

  "You never told me why you were called back." Enzo said, throwing a fry into his mouth. "That bitch did something, didn't she?"

I ignored him, picking at my own food. Enzo was just making it worse. He was talking about someone I couldn't stop thinking about. Someone I so badly wanted to stop thinking about.

Honestly, I don't even know what the fuck is wrong with me.

Allison was this annoying teenage girl every guy wanted to nail, and I had tried to put her to the back of my mind through out the pink hair situation, but seeing her today was like torture. I hated that girl with everything boiling in my blood and the fact that I can't stop thinking about her, was the main issue.

I hated her because I couldn't get my damn mind off her.

"I knew she did something." Zack cut in, lost in his food.

I wanted to snap at him for speaking, but I stopped myself.

"Yeah, she's that kinda girl who has the capability to get under your skin in a good way and also in a bad way. Don't let her get to you Max. She's not worth it." Enzo said.

I ignored his comments.

Allison Cherry had found her way under my skin, now she was this itch that wouldn't stop itching unless you cut that part off.

I sat up, looking around.

Students were everywhere, their voices filled the cafeteria like small ants. Their faces irritated me, and I just couldn't wait to get the fuck out of this hell hole.

"Who do you think he'd be?" Zack asked, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Enzo and I turned to his direction.

"Who?" I found myself asking.

"Alessandro's seed. Santos said he goes here. You're the one with the brains Max, if you were the son of a very rich and terrible mafia, who would you be in disguise as?" Zack asked, looking at me straight in the eye.

He wasn't scared... I could tell.

"That's actually a good question, Zacky." Enzo smiled, but then his smile turned into a deep frown. "If you ask any more good questions again, I'll cut off your tongue and feed it to my baby fishes."

I rolled my eyes, turning to another direction.

Well, I regretted the direction my eyes went to, seeing as it landed on Allison's table. She was sitting with two guys... The same ones who accompanied her to my house the other day.

She talked freely with them, eating her sandwich. She looked relaxed and somewhat anxious. Her shoulders were high as always, maintaining the front she kept. Her friends seemed to really care about her. Their body language said it all.

It appeared they had been friends for a while. They seemed to know each other so well and their bond seemed to be really strong.

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