Max the Stalker

I’m the kid you ignore in the hallways. The kid that the jocks will think it’s funny to pick on. The kid that looks like a nerd, but doesn’t get perfect grades. I’m that kid. Max is the name; Max Stanford.
But she… oh dear, she is a creature sent from heaven. With beautiful black hair that cascades down her back. Piercing blue eyes. When I look into her eyes it feels as if I am being whisked away to winter. Icy sensations chill my body. Just the thought of her makes me go crazy. And, I don’t even know her name…