The Play (MaxPres - Camp Camp)

5: preston

i hate him, i hate him, i hate him.
he lied to me.
straight to my face.
i saw the book in his fragile, hoodie covered arms.
i swear i did.
he could have just said yes.
and not lied to me.
but, y'know what? it's fine!
totally.
it's not like i totally wanted to form a friendship with him and become his boyfriend.
no.
never.
never in a million years.
i walked into david's class, a frown sitting on my face.
"preston! you don't look cheery at all, kiddo! what's happenin'?" he said, optimistic as usual.
i, in a max-like fassion, rolled my eyes.
"oh, y'know, the love of my life just crushed me by lying. but i'm fine, david." i said, my words coming out like a hiss.
it came out more dramatic then intended.
he frowned.
"aw, i'm sorry, buddy! who is it?" his words hung.
i looked at the door as max entered. he had purple bags under his eyes.
"guess."

A/N: i've been busy. i went on a date today and i had to unpack my things, so i'm sorry this chapter is really bad.