Zack heard a pounding on the door the next day. He opened it, and there stood the wasted kid. The boy smirked at him. Zack folded his arms and scowled.

  The boy then spoke. "I'm afraid we got off the wrong foot yesterday. I don't think I've properly introduced myself, the name's Max."

  "Zack. Look, how the hell did you know where I live?"

  "I followed you home." Max said simply.

  Zack sighed. "Great. What business do you have?" He questioned.

  "I see a guy that has true potential to be a new member of my group. You're badass! I like you!"

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  Zack scoffed and looked to the side. "You're full of bullshit."

  "No, I mean it! Come on, there's this big party tonight, and I wanted to invite you."

  Zack laughed. "Yeah, no. I'm not going to be part of a crowd of drunk people. You need to leave."

  Max looked up at the sky, impatiently, and laughed to himself. "If you don't do this, then I'm going to fuck that weasel that's with you." Zack laughed again.

  "Oh, really?" He then pounded his fist on the door, this made Max jump. "After I just whomped you yesterday? Oh, wait, you must've been too shit-faced to remember!"

  Max didn't say a word.

  Zack slammed the door on him, then looked at Matthew, whoo was standing across the room, leaning against the wall. The curly haired boy shook his head.

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  The following days, Matthew did his best to avoid Max any way he could; but with just how defenseless he was, he kept getting the shit beat out of him. Some days, Zack would rescue him and scare Max off, other days, he would limp home.

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