Nathan Prescott

Max was puzzled as she hadn't said anything to anyone about the incident in the restroom. How did he find out?

"You think you're hot shit don't you? My parents OWN this town! I saw able to find out you "suddenly" disappear when the fire alarm came on, and it was triggered from inside that restroom! You better not tell ANYONE what you heard or think you saw." Nathan spat at her.

"I didn't say anything, shit!" Max yelled back.

"You better not, or my family has ways of shutting you up."

"Hey, lay off man!" Warren tried to break it up, but got socked in the face for his trouble.

Max tried to calm them down, but Nathan pushed her away, making her stumble back...right into...

SCREEEEEECHHHH

A large rusted pickup truck nearly ran Max over. She turned and looked at the driver, who turned out to be the same blue haired girl she saved earlier. Only this time, she was saving her.

"MAX?!" the driver cried.

"CHLOE?!" max yelled back, barely recognizing her old best friend.

"Get in!" Chloe told her.

Max jumped in, just before Nathan made to grab her. Warren jumped onto Nathan, and punched him in the face.

"Go, I got this." Warren said, before Nathan turned them both over, so he was on top of Warren, and began punching him in the face.

Chloe put pedal to metal and raced out of the parking lot, leaving the two boys to fight it out. Max sighed in relief, and thanked Chloe for rescuing her.

"Hey, no big. That asshole was out of line." Chloe replied.

"Still, thanks."

"Not as much as you need to thank your friend."

"Yeah, I owe him BIG."

"So, I guess Seattle sucked, huh?" Chloe asked.

"What?"

"Well, you left, and I never heard from you again. You're here, what three months, and I don't hear from you until now?" Chloe suddenly got serious.

"Hey, sorry I meant to keep in touch. And I didn't want to say anything before I got settled in." Max said, defensively.

"Whatever, you left when I needed you most."

"I'm sorry about your dad. Really. And I'm sorry for not being a better friend. But at least I can make up for it now."

"Yeah, my mom is gonna flip when she sees you."

Max takes her camera out of her bag, and examines it.

"Ah man, are you cereal?" Max laments.

"Haven't heard that one in a while." Chloe jokes.

"Well, my camera has officially taken a shit."

"My step douche has some tiny tools you can probably use to fix it. Which is great cuz he is also a tiny tool."

"I've missed you, Chloe."

"I've missed you too, Max.