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April third was the first day of Passover. With Max's family being a very Christian family I doubted they knew when Passover was, I even forgot when Christmas was despite the commercial success. On the first day of Passover I woke up and went downstairs and got a glass of milk. Max's family ll just stared at me. "Good morning..." I said. I started to feel slightly uncomfortable.

"What are you doing?" Asked Maggie.

"I'm getting a glass of milk..." I said. I stopped and held the milk carton in one hand and a glass in the other.

"But today's Passover. You aren't supposed to do anything." Said Max.

"That's not exactly how Passover works... Besides I can't miss school today." I said as I poured my glass of milk.

"It's a Friday though, so what could you really be missing?" Asked Morgan. I didn't know, but I didn't want to sit at home alone l day. Passover was supposed to be a celebration, I didn't have anyone to celebrate with. I also didn't celebrate Hanukkah this year. I mean sure I lit the menorah, but the real point was to spend it with family. I didn't celebrate Christmas either, unless you count Max's dads work party on the twenty-third. I didn't think Christmas was on the twenty third.

Morgan, Maggie and Max forced me too stay home. Max's father than gave a speech about staying true to my religion before he left. As soon as they were all gone I just went back upstairs and started working on my homework. I knew it was supposed to be a day of relaxation and festivities but I didn't know any other Jewish people around here. I'm sure Adonai would understand.

I basically just waited for Max to get home. Usually at this time we'd be having Seder with my cousins and grandmas, I bet they were doing that now. The last two years my mom had put me on a bus to Salem so I could celebrate Passover with my family. I should've done that again this year.

Most I just sat and thought about his Max hadn't promised me he wouldn't kill himself. If Max died I don't know what I would do. I love him so much. I couldn't think about that now though. Instead I went downstairs and watched TV. It was only daytime TV though so I ended up watching Finding Nemo in Spanish. I knew five years of Spanish class would pay off someday.

When Max got home that afternoon I was half asleep on the couch as the TV played Spanish soap operas. "What the hell are you watching?" Asked Max as he set down his bag and walked over too me. "And why are you half naked?" He asked.

I was just in boxers since I was alone. I also knew I'd have time to change before Max's family got home. "Sorry, does it bother you?"

He laughed and sat down on the couch on my legs. He was sitting just below my hips and he leaned over with just inches between our faces. "No... Bothered isn't the right word." He said kissing me. I kissed back, of course. When ever we kissed I seemed too get lost in my moment. Before I knew it he had pulled away and pinned his arms above my head.

"Max, are we really going too do this again?" I asked him as he kissed my neck.

"Of course we are." He said and then went back too kissing my neck and bare chest. I closed my eyes getting lost in the moment then I heard the front door open, but I figured it was in my subconscious. Boy was I wrong.

"What the hell?!" It was Maggie. Max quickly jumped off the couch and I sat up, both of our faces as red as a tomato.

"Maggie I can explain..." Said Max. I sat up because I probably would have too help him explain.

"You two were making out." Said Maggie. "Oh my god, are you gay?" She asked us.

"We're dating." Stated Max. He sat back down on the couch and put his arm around me. Maggie just looked shocked more than anything. "What's it going too take to not let mom and dad find out about this?"

"You never told me." Said Maggie, she sounded slightly hurt. "I thought we shared everything with each other."

Max quickly jumped up and pulled her into a hug, smoothing her hair. "I didn't know how... All there is too it is that I love Wynter very much. Please don't tell mom and dad Maggie. I'll do anything."

I blushed softly and looked down. I felt kind of awkward in this sibling bonding moment. I'd never had siblings so I wasn't sure what too do. "Promise you'll tell me everything from now on." Said Maggie.

Max nodded, "Cross my heart and hope too die." He said smiling. He then kissed Maggie on the cheek and she picked up her keys from the table.

"I just needed these. I'll see you two later. Bye!" She said skipping out the front door. The usual Maggie had returned. Max locked the door behind her and then came back over too me.

"Now where were we?"

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"We'd better move. My parents will be home soon." Max whispered into my ear. I was tired and didn't want too move but he was right. I wonder what his parents would say if they came home to us snuggling butt-naked on their couch.

"But it's the first day of Passover. I'm not supposed to do hard work remember." I said giggling. "Carry me." Max sighed and then picked me up and carried me upstairs. I wasn't expecting him too actually do it. It was nice of him.

When we got upstairs he set me down in my room then went and got dressed. I got dressed too and then I said on my bed and looked at the homework I still needed to do. The I looked around the room. It was a small room with a white dresser and cream walls. I felt a twinge of nostalgia as I looked at a scratch on the wall that was caused by Max, Micheal and myself.

Max came in the room in the grey sweats that I loved. "We're pretty lame teenagers." He said as he flopped down on my bed next too me.

"Why is that?" I asked. I looked at him and slowly traced the outline of his shaggy blonde hair with my eyes.

"Other teens are at parties and are getting in to trouble. We just sit here all day. Well sometimes I steal from my parents wine cabinet." He said. Sometimes was the understatement of the century. I had been seeing him drink less and less though.

"We have sex a lot." I pointed out.

"True." He said wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close. "I love you." He whispered.

Then why didn't you make the damn promise? I said mentally to myself. "I love you more than you could ever imagine." I said. He smiled that warm smile that meant he was happy, even if it was for just a moment.

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