Chapter 4 Part 1: Maxxie and Oliver

Maxxie and Oliver
“We will be landing in thirty minutes…” A voice said over the loud speaker.
“Finally!” The whole class yelled.
“Quiet down please.” Tom yelled at them. “Now this trip’s purpose is education, so education is the only thing you’ll be getting.”
“I think I’ll be getting more than that.” Chase said nudging Taylor with his arm.
“Yeah, you think you will…” Taylor replied pushing him back.
“No, no, there won’t be any of that on this trip. This is a strictly hands off trip only. Listen guys we’re going to Russia! The land that’s still wild and untamed. Free, open, and full of mysteries. The land that Napoleon and Hitler failed to tame! This is more than education, it’s uh… Living, breathing, total education.”
“Yeah, a total hands on trip.” Maxxie yelled back.
“Yeah Tom.” Everyone else laughed. Tom took his seat and tried ignoring the kids for the rest of the plane ride.
“So Oliver, how’s that “turbulence” doing in your pants?” Maxxie asked in a joking matter.
“I already told you, it’s the vibrations of the plane along with the trubulence.” Oliver retorted.
“Uh huh.” Maxxie replied.
“Not to mention, those Russian peasant girls. They would do anything for a guy like me.”
“Oh really? Why would they go for you?”
“Think about it mate. They don’t get anything from anyone else, so they crave for any open guy such as me.”
“So you think?”
“I don’t think… I know.”
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“You know Matt, why do you always wear that stupid beanie?” Fi asked.
“My hair looks like shit, what do you expect?” said Matt.
“Well, you should try without out sometime. Have you planned out what you’re going to tell Kirra?”
“I don’t even know if I’m going to ever talk to her at the moment.”
“What the fuck? Matt are you shitting me?” Taylor said turning around.
“Well he pushed her to trying to commit suicide what do you expect?” Chase asked butting in.
“He should at least talk to her. If she tells him to fuck off, then go ahead and don’t talk to her, but avoiding her will make it even worse.” Taylor explained.
“Seriously Matt, think of something.” Fi told him.
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“So Angie, you going to see what a real man looks like on this trip?” Kale asked his teacher.
“No, I will not, no matter how much I want to, you are my student and it is just wrong!”
“You know you want me. It’s perfectly understandable, everyone does.”
“No! I do not want you! I will not have anything to do with you!”
“Okay, okay, whatever you say. I will leave you alone the rest of the trip if that makes you happy.”
“Thank you Kale, it’s so nice when people don’t pester you about everything.”
“Oh really, I think I’d like it if some girl was asking to fuck with me.”
“You aren’t asking if I would have just screw around with you, you’re asking if I will totally screw you, and I won’t. Big difference.”
“So you’ll screw around with me?”
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“Please fasten your seatbelts, we will be landing shortly.” Another announcement came over the loud speaker. No one actually fastened their seatbelt, they just rode out the rough landing. When the plane landed, the exited through the doors and followed the path to receive their luggage. They got to the area, and they expected the typical machinery to deliver it, but instead they saw a big basket in the middle which they had to dig through. They dug and dug until everyone had their luggage, but one. The airline had lost Matt’s luggage on the trip.
“Well Matt, I guess your going to have to wear the clothes on your back the whole time.” Chase taunted.
“You think I don’t know that?”
“Just clarifying it for you, being a good friend.” Chase chuckled.
“Yeah, a good friend indeed…” They kept walking, following Tom. He led them through the usual safety precautions without problems, and they reached the front door.
“Do you have a bus?” Tom asked a man in the front.
“Eh?” The man said not understanding the language spoken.
“Do you have car?” Tom said still in english.
“Huh?” The man said again followed by his native tongue.
“Uh, do you?” Tom said while pointing at him,” have a bus?” Tom continued as he motioned the signal for driving.
“Ah.” The man said finally understanding. He pointed to a man over by a big bus, and spoke in his languge some more. After a bit of argument, the man said a clear,” NO.” The man motioned for him to follow, and so he did. He led the group to a big pickup truck and motioned for them to get in. The group squeezed into the back, body on body and eventually they fit. The car took off and everyone jerked even closer to each other. There was no room for moving it was to tight.
“How do you feel Chase?” Taylor asked him.
“This feels quite normal actually.” Chase answered.
“Normal? Honestly Chase.” Fi retorted.
“I’m sure it is pretty normal actually Fi, just look at the big picture.” Maxxie laughed.
“And you’d know what normal is?” Fi asked.
“More so than you obviously.” Chase said.
“Oh shut up.” Fi said, hitting Chase on the arm.
“Well it seems true, so why must he shut up?” Oliver jokingly said.
“Just be quiet!” Everyone else shouted at Oliver after his remark. They were quiet the rest of time until the truck pulled down a windy path that had a sign saying the hotel was that way.
“Finally!” The kids shouted.
“Yes, I need a hot shower and a decent hair…” Taylor said, cut off by the view of the hotel itself. It looked like a two hundred-year-old run down motel. It was made of bricks, which had turned black from age. The windows were semi-clean, and its only ‘attractive’ feature was the wood, which had been newly replaced.
“Oh great Tom, were staying in a fucking prison.” Fi said.
“Now, don’t judge a book by its cover, even one with a cover like this.” Tom said as he noticed a short and stout Russian woman come over.
“Come, I lock you in!” She said as she held up a ringlet with hundreds of keys around it.
Once inside the hotel, it was a bit better. A lot cleaner, nicer, and it actually looked like an okay place to stay.
“I told you, do not judge a book by its cover guys.” Tom beamed. “Now, pair up with your roommates, two to a room.” They all paired up and of course the usual couples together. “Now no. Its same sex only.” Whines were heard of course, and the pairs were made. Chase was with Matt, Fi was with Taylor, Max was with Oliver, and Kale was alone due to the odd amount. They all went down the hall only to find that their rooms were lockless.
“Of course.” They all whined. They all went into their rooms only to find a hell hole of a room. The mattresses were hard as rocks, there was no dresser, no shower, no bathroom, and bars on the window.
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Oliver had his knees on the floor as he tried to open up his bag. Maxxie had his drawing book open, and was drawing a picture of some sort. Oliver kept trying to open it, but was struggling with the tightness of the bag and the design of the bag itself.
“Need some help mate?” Maxxie asked.
“Yeah sure, good luck.” Oliver replied. Max got up and took the spot Oliver was in. He pushed some things out of the way, and pulled on the zipper. He pulled once, and it unzipped itself, leaving a ring that echoed through the room.

“Wow, cheers Max.” Oliver said.
“Yeah anytime.”
“Wow, these are seriously impressive.” Oliver said referring to his drawing.
“You can keep it if you want, I just finished.”
“Cheers again man.” Oliver said. Max looked at the objects within Oliver’s suitcase. He removed one from the top and lifted it up.
“What the fuck?”
“What?”
“What the hell are these? Sentimental times boxers?” Max said.
“What? You try arguing with my mother.” Just at the moment the door slammed open, showing Kale, Matt and Chase.
“Dinner!” They all said in sync. Max got up without Oliver who stayed behind. They got to the cafeteria type room and went to get their food. Today’s special was a potato looking mush with a green herb on top. They took their seat and tried to eat their food.
Oliver looked through the drawing book, and nearing the end he heard a noise coming from outside. He went to the window, and through the bars he saw a women. She was probably in her mid 20’s, with long blonde hair that hung down to her mid-back. She was very pretty, and looked native to the Russian land. She wore shorts that redefined the word short and a flannel shirt. The noise he had heard was the sound of an axe chopping wood in half.
Oliver stood there looking at her in awe. “Jack. Hotel group. Jack. Hotel group. Jack, uh. Hotel group…” He ran to the cafeteria in a rampage. “Guys, guys come look! Hot Russian girl, she’s got big tits and the whole package.” The guys got up(besides Kale), but Taylor and Fi remained seated.
“What the fuck is wrong with them?” They both said together.
“Well, you’re going to want to see this. She’s got a big chopper as well!” Oliver hollered.
“I wanna see that.” Taylor said as she and Fi got up, and the group left.
“You don’t want to see the girl with big boobs?” Angie asked Kale.
“No, I prefer American women.” Referring to Angie’s nationality.

They all went into the room and ran to the window. “Out there!” Oliver shouted. They looked out the window, but there was no one there. It was all emptiness.
“Sure Oliver…” Taylor and Fi said as the left.
“Tell us when you see Michael Jackson too!” Chase said as he left with Matt and everyone else.
“Sorry man, I believe you.” Maxxie said as he took a seat on the bed and started digging through Olivers bag.
“What are you looking for?” He asked.
“Your sexy night club clothes. We’re going out.”
“Alright sounds good, but make me a promise. Don’t bring back some big, uh--- guy.”
“What?”
“Well Max, we’re sharing a room you know, and I don’t want to sit here and watch you do whatever you do with someone.”
“I dunno, maybe you could bring back someone too, your Russian peasant girl perhaps. We could have some sort of part, you know.”
“I’m serious Max, I don’t want to have to pretend to be asleep and hear all that stuff.”
“Could I bring a girl back?”
“What?”
“I could, couldn’t I.”
“Well I don’t know. Have you ever tried being with a woman?”
“Have you ever tried being with a man?!”
“Don’t be sick…” Oliver said in a disgusted manner.
“You calling me sick?” Max said with his feelings hurt.
“No, it’s---it’s just against my religion. The whole gay thing is just---just wrong.”
“So our friendship is just wrong?”
“No, you know that’s not what I mean.”
“Well, it sure sounds like it. Take it back.”
“Uh, take what back?”
“You know what. Take back what you said.”
“I---I’m just to religious…”
“Then I guess I’m just to gay…” Max said as he got up and left the room. He walked down the hall and pinned himself against the wall. Moments later Taylor opened up the nearest door and looked over.
“What’s wrong Max?” She said empathetically.
“Nothing…” Max said with emotions filling his mind.
“Obviously there is something…”
“Not right now…” Max said as he ran away and down the hall.
“Max?” Michelle screamed. She got Fi and ran out to follow Maxxie. By that time Max was already out of the hotel, and gone from sight.
“Christ… Why does this always happen during times like this?” Fi exclaimed.
“Let’s go find him…” Taylor pulled Fi along as she walked down the route to the city.
Max kept running and running. He ran down the path until he reached the streets of the city. He searched for the quietest bar he could find, and he went inside. He got a shot of tequila and another drink to wash it down. He drank shot after shot, waiting for it to hit him…
Taylor and Fi knew he would go to some bar, so they searched every bar in sight. They finally came to the end of the main street and had no trace of Max.
“Where the fuck has he gone?” Taylor whined.
“You don’t think he’d go in one of those back alley bars do you?” Fi asked.
“I guess it’s possible. I really don’t want to look that much though.”
“I don’t either, but he’s our friend, we should help him.” Fi added.
“I guess, let’s go…” They looked through the alleys, and they found a bar in the middle of the street in a back alley. They went inside at the bar table sat Maxxie.
“So you want to tell us what’s wrong now?” Taylor asked.
“You know, some people are just so silly.” Maxxie said in a drunken voice. “Take Oliver for instance. He thinks that his religion controls his life! I mean how stupid do you have to be! Then you have silly willy Matt. He’s like the most inexperienced but experienced person I have ever met! Then you got Kale. Insecure load right there. I swear he’s going to die one of these days! Then Fi over here. You think that you know everything about everyone, and you can solve everyone’s problems! I mean honestly, get your own problems straight first. Then Taylor, my little slut over here. You think Chase loves you, you refuse to do anything when you’re taken, and you put out way too much. I mean just look at what you’re wearing. Whore written all over you.” Max continued in such a drunken way, it was almost incomprehensible.
“What the fuck? How much did you drink?” Taylor asked, shocked by his accusations.
“I don’t know. I think to much though.” Max said followed by a loud laugh.
“I think you forgot someone by the way Max.” Fi said.
“Oh, Chase? I don’t want to talk about him. I’d cause too much drama between Taylor and him. Haha! More drama!” Max yelled.
“What? What does that supposed to mean?” Taylor asked highly confused.
“Nothing Taylor, he loves you… Now Max why is it that you did this?” Fi said trying to change the subject.
“Oliver doesn’t like me anymore apparently, did you know?”
“What? I thought you guys are like best bud’s or whatever.” Taylor said.
“Well, religion conflicts, and apparently now he has decided it has to take over everything. So poof! HAHA poof! Good word, poof.” Maxxie laughed again.
“God, so hard to talk to you right now. Have you talked to him anymore about it?” Fi asked.
“POOF!…See, there you go again, always trying to solve everyone’s problems.”
“I’m trying to ask a fucking question Max…”
“Well, the answer to your ‘fucking’ question would be nopey-dopey-dope.” Maxxie said as he tapped the table to get another shot. The bartender gave it to him, and Maxxie drank it.
“Is there anything we can do for you?” Taylor asked Maxxie.
“Possibly. How about get me another shot!”
“NO! No more for you, that’s enough.” Taylor screamed at Max.
“Aw, just a few more.” Max repeated the tapping, and drank another one. He tapped it again, and when he put the shot up to his mouth Taylor slapped it to the ground.
“What was that for, the glass went POOF!”
“You don’t need anymore!” Fi screamed at Max too.
“You don’t need your virginity anymore, but does that stop you from keeping it Fi?” Max asked.
“Fuck, he’s really annoying.” Fi complained to Taylor.
“Me? Annoying? Good joke.” Maxxie smiled. He tapped the table again, and this time he got the shot down before they slapped it. “Got you both this time!”
“You need to stop Max! Enough is enough. You’re going to get poisoning!”
“Nah, I’m fine. I just need a few more.” He tapped the table and got another shot down. “Now that. Now that takes a special person.”
“Yes it does Max, now let’s get back to the hotel.”
“No, no. Just a few more.” He got another shot and swallowed it. He pointed at Taylor, then Fi, and mumbled some words. He rested his head on Taylor’s shoulder and moments later, he fainted and fell onto the floor, head first.
“Ah shit!” Taylor hollered. She turned him over, and his unconscious body was still breathing.
“What should we do?” Fi asked.
“Well, let’s try to get him back to the hotel, I guess.” Taylor took one arm and Fi took the other around their necks. They dragged his limp body out the room, and down the alley. They turned down the now deserted streets and continued on. They went past the city and down the dirt road.
“Good thing he’s not that heavy…” Fi said.
“He’s heavy enough!” Taylor whined. They struggled with him down the last turn of the road. They got him to the door, and tried to open it, but it was locked.
“Are you kidding me?” Taylor hollered.
“C’mon let’s go see if Chase can let us in.” They walked around the building and to the windows. They looked in each one, and eventually found the right one. The knocked on it once, but no response. They tried again, but no response. They got a rock, and threw it the next time. It hit the metal bars on the window and bounced back, hitting Maxxie right in the head.
“Shit!” They both said in sync. Max still to hammered to notice anything, his body stayed still. Taylor and Fi returned to pounding on the window, and eventually they woke up. Chase and Matt went to the window and tried to listen to what they were saying. “Open up the front door, it’s locked!” Taylor and Fi screamed.
“What?” Matt screamed back.
“OPEN UP THE DAMN DOOR!” They both screamed even louder.
“What?” Chase yelled back even though her heard them.
“OPEN THE FUCKING FRONT DOOR!” They screamed again.
“WHAT?” Chase hollered again.
“HOLY SHIT! OPEN UP THE DOOR!!” They yelled again followed by hand motions.
“What?” They asked.
“Open the door…” They said calmly.
“OH!” Matt and Chase said. Fi and Taylor dragged Max to the front door and waited for it to be opened. Chase eventually opened it up and saw the two with the unconscious Max.
“What the fuck did you do?” Chase asked.
“What did we do? How about you guys! Not to mention him!” Fi said.
“Yeah, can you move out of our way?” Taylor said rudely.
“Where are you going?” Matt asked.
“Well, back to his room dumb ass.” Taylor said. They kept dragging him on when Chase said,” You want us to take him? You look like you’re having trouble.”
“No, we’re fine. Do you know where his room is?” Fi told them
“Yeah, across from ours.” They followed the two and reached the room. They opened up the door, only to find Kale sleeping in Max’s bed. They closed the door and talked about what to do.
“Well we can put him in the room Kale was in.” Matt suggested.
“And if he wakes up?” Taylor responded.
“Well what do you suggest then?” Matt asked.
“He can sleep with me.” Fi offered.
“In our room?” Taylor asked.
“Yeah, our room.”
“Are you sure you want to do that?” Chase asked.
“Do you want him to sleep with you?” Taylor asked.
“Sure, why not?” Chase said again.
“As if we’d trust you with him.” Fi taunted.
“I’m not going to fight you for him. Go ahead, but if you want to, our offer is still up.” Chase replied.
“Our offer?” Matt said.
“Yes, our offer.” Chase replied.
“Fine, good night you two.” Taylor said as she dragged Max back to her room. They opened the door and went inside. They set him on Fi’s bed and positioned him carefully.
“What should we do now?” Fi asked.
“Well, we don’t need to baby-sit him, so let’s just go to sleep.”
“Easy for you to say, he’s not in your bed.”
“Then you can have my bed and I’ll go in yours.”
“You sure?”
“Positive. Or maybe I’ll just go to that empty room.”
“Yeah or I will.”
“Well how about I go and if you want for some reason we can trade later.”
“All right sure, I guess.” Taylor left the room, and Fi sat down. She stared at Maxxie until she drifted to sleep…
“Will he ever wake up?” Fi complained the next morning.
“I don’t know, he hasn’t even moved.” Taylor said. A knock came at the door with a voice. “Leaving in five minutes! Get ready quickly if you haven’t yet!” It was Tom.
“Shit, let me do this.” Taylor said as she walked out of the room. Moments later she came back with a smile on her face.
“We don’t have to go.”
“How did you manage that?”
“Persuasion, and wit. It was pretty easy actually.”
“I see, and what are we supposed to do now that we’re alone?”
“Well, he should be waking up soon and we can go out and do whatever after that. We don’t even have to wait actually.”
“Well we should wait a little bit at least.”
“Yeah I know. We will wait a bit, no worries.” Taylor got up and went over to her makeup bag. She took out some items and put them on, Fi did the same.
“So why are you still with Chase anyway?” Fi asked.
“Well, he loves me so...” Taylor answered.
“How do you know?”
“Well he must love me. He can have any girl he wants, so why would he want me with all the other girls?”
“I’d say that’s three-quarters right…” Max said, finally waking up.
“Maxxie!” Fi hollered as she went over and gave him a hug. Taylor didn’t say anything she just thought about the quarter that she was wrong.
“How do you feel?” Fi asked.
“Decent. You know how it is…”
“Yeah. How about we go to the town and get you some help?” Fi said.
“Nah I’m fine. Whatever you want to do is good with me.”
“Well, I’m don’t getting ready, so shall we?” Taylor said as she turned around to face them.
“Sure, let me just go get ready myself.” Maxxie said as he got up. He walked out the door. He walked into his room and found it empty. He put on new clothes, cologne, brushed his hair and walked out of his room to find them waiting in the hall. He walked out of the hotel with them and ventured into the town…
When they returned back, they returned minutes before the rest of the class did. They went to their rooms, and sat there like everything was okay. Oliver eventually came into the room and saw Max sitting against the wall, drawing a new picture.
“Hey man, I need to talk to you.” Oliver said.
“Yeah, sure. What?”
“I didn’t mean any of that yesterday. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, sure. Whatever, it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”
“How about we just start over. Pretend like we’re not friends, and we don’t know anything about eachother.”
“Alright. I’m Maxxie, and I’m a homosexual. How about you?” Maxxie said without enthusiasm.
“I’m Oliver and I’m obsessed with my religion. It rules my life, if I don’t follow it, I beat myself up for it.”
“So you’re going to beat yourself up if we become friends?”
“No did I say that?”
“Well you’re breaking the rules, so that’s basically what you’re saying.”
“Why do you always do this?”
“Do what?”
“Make it so fucking awkward to be your friend.”
“So now the truth is awkward?”
“You know how I am! You know gay is just wrong for me.”
“I’m sorry I thought I’ve never met you before. I know that now though, so thanks for telling me before we became friends.”
“Just leave…Please…” Oliver said.
“Fine I will!” Max left the room again and went into Chase and Matt’s room.
“What’s wrong Max?” Matt asked.
“Oliver has decided to follow god…”
“Like more religious than he already was?” Matt asked.
“Yeah. I need to sleep in here for now on.”
“Sure, go ahead.” Chase butted in.
“Go ahead?”
“Yeah, go Matt.” Chase said
“Why?”
“Just do it…Maybe bring your stuff too.”
“I don’t have anything remember?”
“Oh, that’s right. Sorry.”
“Fine! Fucking fine.” Matt said as he left the room and into the next.
“Thanks.” Maxxie said as he got up and took a seat on his new bed.
“What happened?” Chase said as he got up and took a seat next to him.
“I dunno. He just switch about me being…you know…”
“Short?”
“No…”
“Blonde?”
“No.”
“Cooler than him?”
“Gay!”
“Should I give you head?” Chase said without a smirk.
“What?”
“It might cheer you up.”
“For fucks sake Chase.” Max was cut off by Chase kissing his lips. He quickly pushed him off.
“You fuck! You’re supposed to be a friend! I come in here with a problem and this is what you do?”
“We’re in Russia! I want to try something new, you know.”
“I’m not a hobby Tony… You aren’t taking up canoeing here.”
“I’ve been canoeing.” Chase said informatively.
“Well… What about Taylor?”
“Loves canoeing.” Chase said with a shrug.
“Chase…”
“Fine…” Chase said as he got up. He took his shirt off and started to undo his jeans when Maxxie cut in.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“I’m going to get an early night. Going to bed.” He took his jeans off and sat down on his bed. Just at that moment the door opened to reveal Taylor.
“Hi Max.” She said.
“Hey.” He said as she sat down next to Chase.
“Mind giving Chase and I some time alone?”
“Uh, well no. Well I guess. Yeah sure. Sorry.” Maxxie said as he got up and left the room. He went back to Taylor’s room and decided to talk to Fi until he got his room back. They talked a while, and in the middle Max decided to say something.
“Fi, lemme ask you a question.”
“Okay, shoot.”
“What would you do if Taylor made a move on your boyfriend when they were alone, given the circumstances.”
“Why do you ask that?”
“No reason, just wondering.”
“Does this have anything to do with Chase?”
“No? Why would it have something to do with Chase?”
“It is isn’t it? What did he do? Who was it with?”
“No it isn’t. With no one.”
“Oh my god with you?!” Fi said, reading Maxxie’s expression.
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Kale knocked on the door to Angie’s room. “One second Tom!” Came from inside it.
“It’s not Tom, it’s Kale.”
“Oh, okay. Come in then.” She hollered. Kale opened up the door and went inside.
“You’re sharing a room with Tom?” He asked.
“Yeah ‘budget’ couldn’t swing to single rooms.”
“I have a single room. I sleep alone.”
“Do you want to sleep with Tom?”
“Well, no, but just saying.”
“Yeah, any ways, what do you want?”
“Uh, how about a goodnight kiss?” At that moment another voice came from the door. “Can I come in?” It said.
“One second Tom!” Angie repeated. “Shit!” she mumbled. “Under the bed! Under the bed!” Kale got under her bed, and she let the blanket hang to cover the space up. “Okay, come in!” Tom came in, and took a seat on his bed. He removed all of his clothes, down to his briefs and sat on his bed.
“Can you please not do that tonight?” Angie asked.
“Well, I only sleep naked at home.”
“That’s fine… Can you just use a blanket tonight?”
“I guess I can try…” He took off the rest and got under the blanket. Within minutes, he was asleep. The blanket was off and he was snoring very loudly. Kale got up with a disgusted look on his face. He leaned in and Angie gave him a good night kiss. With that he left back to his room for the night.
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Oliver got up and looked around outside. He looked everywhere, and lastly he saw a big house in the center of his view. The upstairs light was on, and he stared into the room. After a minute or so a woman came to the mirror that was visible from the window. She had a skimpy silhouette of an outfit on, and was discovered to be the girl Oliver had seen earlier chopping the wood.
“Matt, Matt come look!” Oliver said as he rushed over and picked him up by the arm. He took him to the window and pointed to the house. But by then she was gone and the light was out.
“You know, sometimes people want to see and have something so bad that they think they can see it. I think you are a horny little boy, and that is projecting this image into your mind. I’m going to go talk to some people, see you later.” Matt said as he left the room. The light in the room flicked back on moments after Matt left and the woman returned to the window. Oliver stared and stared at her. He stared at her for minutes and minutes when she finally saw something in the mirror. She turned around and saw Oliver staring at her. She smiled and waved at him. Oliver waved back. Then a man came to her and grabbed her. He took her out of view, and the light was turned off.
Oliver slightly disappointed went and sat on his bed. He saw Max had left his stuff in the room, along with the drawing book. Oliver went over and grabbed it. He opened it up and the drawing Max had given him flew out. It was a drawing of him and Maxxie sitting on a brick wall. It was sketched off of a picture taken by Kale, and was pretty much an exact duplicate. Oliver thought for a few moments, but resisted temptations.
“Fuck it…” He said.