Beauty in the Breakdown [[OPEN]]

[max keys]

Oh how Max wished his muse would just appear some days! He had been sitting in the local cafe (which in his opinion was far better than Starbucks) attempting to write a one act play. He had finished the first half or so, but had run out of ideas. Ah well, time for another muffin, then! He stood and picked up his plate that once held a chocolate muffin before stepping into line.

"Why hello there." he heard a voice behind him. Max turned, raising an eyebrow at the sight of a college-age guy who had spoken to him. Oh no. Max really wasn't in the mood for flirting right now; not when he was so busy trying to retrieve his muse. "Let me buy you a drink." the guy said.

"That's quite alright. I already have one." he gestured to where his chair was, with a half-full coffee cup next to his notebook.

"Oh puh-leese? Don't make me beg you." he pouted. Max held back a grimace.

"Not to be rude, but I'm really not up for it right now." Max said. The guy gave him a concerned but sad look.

"Well ... at least give me your number." Oh good lord, Max thought

"Alright." Max smiled. He grabbed a business card from the counter and a pen and scribbled down a phone number. It wasn't his (he didn't know whose it was) but at least this way, he'd get the guy off his tail. He handed the card to the guy. "Call me." The guy smiled, nodded, and left.

Relieved, Max turned around and stepped up to the cashier, who had a shocked look on his face. "One chocolate muffin." he said simply, as if nothing had happened. The cashier was still in a trance, so Max placed his plate on the table. Clink!

"Oh. Of course." That had woken him up. The cashier grabbed a chocolate muffin from the display and placed it on the plate. Meanwhile, Max shuffled around the bills in his pocket and pulled out exact change. He handed it over and picked up the muffin before returning to his seat.

After sitting down, Max closed his notebook. He needed a break. His lack of muse, in combined with this encounter ... not a very good day so far. He picked up his muffin and bit into it. Mmm. At least something about today was good.

[dreamcatcher2]

"MAX!!" Jessi yelled when she walked into the cafe and saw her friend sitting at a table alone. She was there to get some studying done and have a lattee.. or two. Jessi hadn't spoken to Max in months. Last year they didn't get to see eachother much becasue Max was a year older than Jessi and he had moved up to the highsschool, but know they'd both be in the same school together and could once again co-star in the plays like they did back in middle school.
Jessi walked up to him and gave him a hug from behind then walked around the table and took a seat across from him. "Whatchya up to these days?" she said with a grin grabbing a small peice off of his muffin and helping herself. "I've missed hanging out with you!" she said while chewing, then she swallowed and smiled at him.

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[max keys]

Max looked up when he saw his name called out and grinned. "Hey Jessi!" God, he hadn't seen this girl in ages, it seemed. Well alright, it was months, but considering how much they used to hang out in middle school, the last time they saw each other was barely long enough to count.

"Well I started writing a one-act play, although I'm not quite sure where to take it." he admitted. "Here, have a seat." he pushed out the chair across from him with his foot. "I'm guessing you came here for some latte goodness?" he said with a smirk. He knew how much she liked lattes, and that she probably would have more than one.

"I've missed you too! God, it's been months. But at least you're going to East Side High when school starts again, so we'll be able to hang out more." he said with a grin. "You'll love it there, trust me."

[dreamcatcher2]

Jessi grinned. "Of couse I'm here for latte goodness!" she said and giggled. Jessi and Max's personalities clicked so well, they had similar- if not the exact same sense of humor and many similar interests. "And on that note, I'll be right back" she said jumping up from her seat and going to the counter. She ordered and latte and tapped lightly on the counter as she waited impatiantly for her latte, making silly faces at Max as she waited, wanting to get back over to him to catch up some more.

When she finally got her latte she half-skipped back over the the table and sat down. She didn;t sip her latte yet sinice it was stil very hot. She smiled at him. "So, a one act play? What is it about?" she said very interested. Jessi always got new ideas for plays- but she didnt have the writing skills to actually write one like her sister Kennedy had.

"You have NO idea how excited I am to be going to East Side High! And I can;t wait to hang out with you more!" she giggled and tossed her hair back. She was very hyper- most of the time and probably didn't need the latte that sat infront of her, still steaming. She blew on it hoping it would cool down faster.

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[max keys]

Max couldn't help but laugh as Jessi made faces at him while she waited for her latte. The two got along really well. Perhaps it was their silly personalities or their love of drama, but whatever it was, it made them click.

Then she asked what the play was about, and Max smiled. "Well, I want to keep it a surprise until it's finished, so there's not much I can tell you now." he told her. But then again, she was probably used to how secretive Max was when it came to his plays. He didn't like giving things away because he changed things, and he liked to keep it a surprise until he was done. "Basically though, it's centered around people waiting in line in the after life to see if they go to hell or heaven." he told her. It was a really simple play, and didn't really need many props or anything. Because of that, costumes were very important; instead of the cliche white robes, he had it so everyone was wearing whatever the wore when they died. Plus, that gave the audience a better idea of who the characters were and how different they are.

"Like I said, you are going to love it there, trust me. There are so many awesome people... the drama program is awesome, and the drama teacher is really cool too." he assured her. "And yea, same! We'll get to hang out at lunch, just like we used to in middle school." he said with a grin, thinking about it. God, had that really been over a year ago?