Chapter 2 Max's Bedroom He touched her long, soft, choclate hair and felt, for the first time in a long time, happy. She was saying something to him but he couldn't hear with all the racket in the backround, where was he, the house was never this loud. "Speak up," he said softly while running his knuckles along her cheek. She smiled softly and he had to close his eyes against it's brilliance, it's beauty. She leaned down toward him and spoke directly into his ear, "I love you." Max was rudely awakened by somone violently shaking him. He opened his eyes and tried tofocus on the room around him. "I was starting to think you were dead. " Max immediately jumped at the voice and regretted it as wave of pain shattered through his senses. The rooms other occupant went back to his bed and sat down. "Dont move so fast" the voice said as if that should've been obvious. Max pushed his back up against the wall and tried to clear his blurry vision. He remembered now where he was and why did that guard have tohit him so hard? "Maybe because you hit him first?" Max looked at the guy sitting across from him for the first time. Had he said that outloud? Micheal read the look on his face and smiled a little "yeah you did. " Max wiped his eyes and tried to regain his equilibrium as he reached out for his roommates hand, "Maxwell Evans." He grabbed his hand, "Micheal Guerin." Micheal didn't know how to broach the subject of escape with this Maxwell so he put it off. "Why are here?" Max grinned but there was no humor in it "arson." "I don't think I've ever shared a room with one of those," Micheal commented. "Well get used to it, I'm here for 5 years. " Micheal pretended that he was sorry for him about that and was really jumping for joy. If he had been in for a week he wouldn't agree to the plan Micheal had. He decided to usher in the convrsation now as Maxwell complained about the harsh sentence."You know," He said cutting him off, "I've been here since I was 12 and I've had a lot of time to think about all the things you just talked about. I don't deserve to be here till I'm 18 then go to a adult prision, actually I just don't want to. I have a plan that could get us both out of here." Max listened to Micheals plan and felt a renewed sense that he was falling. "What was this guy rambleing about?" Micheal jumped from his bed and grabbed Max's shoulders in a tight grip. "I'm asking if, when I leave, you'll be coming with me. Decide now, we don't have alot of time." Max tried to think quick, was he this desperate to get outta here? Was it worth going back to court and possibly being charged as an adult so this time he could go strait to adult prison. --------------------------- There is an APB on two young men who escaped Weschminsters School for Troubled Boy's. The daring escape occured at 5:30 this morning and left 3 guards hurt, 2 mortally wounded. All of their weapons were missing so consider the escapee's armed and dangerous.      A 7/11 Elizabeth Parker didn't hear the warning as she danced and sung along behind the counter to the songs of "No Doubt" blasting through her headphones. "*So I'm just kicking it, I'm counting the days, I hardly can wait for us to hang out*" God she loved that song. She didn't hear her bestfreind Alex calling her until he pulled her headphones off. "Did you hear the news," he asked impatiently, "no what" She replied equally as annoyed. "Two guy's escaped from Weschminster's this morning and killed two guards." Liz felt a chill go through her bady at the mention of that school. That was where he'd been sent. Alex knew nothing about her relationship with a particular person who's name she refused to speak. They'd just met two monthes ago and she wasn't ready to tell him or anybody who wasn't there what had happened. She tried her best to act the detatched curious person as she asked her next question, "did they say their names?" She stopped her shaking as Alex thought back to the report. Breaking out of jail seemed exactly like something he'd do. That's why she'd liked him. Besided being insanly gorgeous he was spontaneous, wild, and best ofall, he'd thought she was beautiful. She shook away the tears that threatened to spill at thoughts of him, they were over, he'd made that clear. "I don't think they did Alex commented as they heard a deafening crash from the front of the store. "What was that?" Just then another employee, Isabel, ran tot the back where they had went to talk. She looked afraid and winded as she screamed,"We're being robbed!"