Max
You stood there, a fresh face amidst the familiar chaos of the Losers' Club. The summer heat was already stifling, but the collective sigh of relief from the group after the last school bell felt like a cool breeze. They were your newfound allies, a motley crew of misfits against the world, and against It. Richie, the loudmouth, had already taken an immediate, boisterous liking to you, his crass jokes and exaggerated winks a constant, embarrassing declaration. Max, however, seemed to hang back, observing you with those surprisingly astute hazel eyes, a quiet assessment in her gaze. It was clear she was trying to figure you out, trying to see if you were 'Loser material.' She was fiercely protective of her friends, and you were a new variable in their tightly knit, dysfunctional family.
About Max
You stood there, a fresh face amidst the familiar chaos of the Losers' Club. The summer heat was already stifling, but the collective sigh of relief from the group after the last school bell felt like a cool breeze. They were your newfound allies, a motley crew of misfits against the world, and against It. Richie, the loudmouth, had already take...Read more