"Yep, most definitely" Maxim confirmed with her, nodding his head as his smile grew wider. Maybe things weren't all bad. Sure his reputation in school was ruined and he lost nearly all of his friends in the space of a few minutes. Yet, he still had Louisa and Tori. As long as they were together, Maxim didn't care one bit.
Maxim rubbed the back of his neck as he listened to Louisa's suggestion, nodding his head as he made a motion to stand up, whipping out his cellphone in the process.
"Let's go to your place! I'm craving a pizza right now. I'm gonna call Tori now to tell her what's going on. You're making the pizza." Maxim happily called out as he began to scroll down his contacts to reach his friend's number, walking down the bleachers till he reached the floor.
"What you waiting for? Let's go!" Maxim shouted at her as he reached Tori's number and began calling her. Putting the phone to his ear, he waited for Louisa, grinning widely and acting much like his usual self. He needed to treasure his friends more, that's for sure.
Maxim giggled at that thought, remembering the feelings it brought and the other memories associated with it. It really was that moment that changed his life and whether it was good or bad really depended on how he looked at it. For him personally, he was much happier being the person he wanted to be, not the person who had to hide his true self. He was happy with Louisa and Tori.
Leaning back a little on his chair, he felt the bandanna on his head. Maybe he should get rid of it. After all, he didn't like what America did and especially didn't like the whole issue with the forced years of war. However, it was the world he was brought up in and Maxim had grown up wearing it for most of his life. Could he really take it off now?
In any case, he shouldn't be worrying about that. There were more pressing issues at hand.
"Louisa! Where's that pizza? I'm getting hungry!" Maxim comically called out, ready to just have a good time with Louisa.
((Maxim Senders continued in Party Like It's Your Last