With a huff of anger Stella stomped away. 'How could he!' Her mind spun as she made her way back home. 'He thinks I would use him for that awful Dallas boy? He is far too nerdy for my liking' she thought.

Max sighed as he spun in his chair as he grabbed a pencil and his notebook. He began writing

February 13th

Today I made a choice it felt like life or death. Even if it wasn't but how could I pick between two people I care about. I made a bet that in 10 days I would meet the person I like at the park. If I'm being completely honest I'm scared, I'm scared that it had to come down to me picking between my ex girlfriend and my best friend. Before I broke up with Stella we had dated for 3 years but she was making out with my best friend behind my back so I broke up with her. I met Dallas when I was 8, that was 10 years ago, him and I have been best friends ever since than. How am I supposed to pick between them. 10 days.

Max put the pencil down and folded his arms on his desk placing his head down. He had 10 days weighing him down 'what if I lose everything' was his last thought before he drifted off to sleep.