Graduating from high school was a nostalgic milestone in my life. I would remember the crazy days of my junior and senior year with Bobby and PJ.

But I would also remember the mourning days with Roxanne...or Roxy I used to call her.

A few weeks of school left and Roxanne was telling me she was studying abroad in college and clearly implied something. I understood there and then that our relationship wasn't going to work. But I argued with her of why she didn't tell me sooner and she said she was scared. So was I.

After that our relationship ended. Our goodbyes ended in a hush of hugs and so longs a little after graduation and her trunk party.

And a year later I see her in the admissions office as I was registering for my classes.

"Is Mr. Brauner here? I need to get a class changed uh... I'm definitely not suppose to do Stats 109-" As I bumped in the person in front of me. Papers flew out their arms as I tried grabbing them.

"Oh jeez I'm sorry so very-" As I looked up.

My throat caught my voice in a knot as I stared straight at Roxanne. Her hair was cut short and she wore a red blouse and high waist khakis. I then remembered I was the college, freshman phenomenon who won the X-games roughly at the age of 18! I got up and pretend I didn't see Roxanne and I'm so imagining things because...I'm Max Goof.

I barged in my dorm with PJ and Bobby

"Guys, I think I'm crazy" I chuckled nervously.

PJ and Bobby were busy playing Death by Nuke II that they barely even glanced.

"Max. Pal. You are awesoommee and whatever it is will fix itself. Your dad isn't here to drive you up the damn wall." Bobby said as he nosily tapped the buttons.

I rolled my eyes as I held the bridge of my nose. "I think Roxanne goes here."

The exact moment the guys lit up like a deer's as the game screen exploded, chanting 'You lose'.

"Hold up Mattie! You mean-and-she who-here? Why?!" PJ spluttered.

"I I-saw her...when I had to get a class fixed and I bumped into her and-" I groaned. "This can't be happening."

"Chill out man. Tell ya what: me and P' ovah here are gonna check her out for the sake of your...sanity. You are a Goof alright."

I shrugged as I sat defeated on my bed picking through my stuff on the desk. In no time the guys had rushed down to the office and up two flights and a bridge shouting in near terror. Yep, it was real alright.

"Duuuuudeee Roxy got hooootttteeerrr" Bobby cackled. I glared at him for calling her that...but I shouldn't have.

"Whaddya gonna do Mattie? I mean...before all of this you were friends so you shouldn't brush her off like that." PJ said.

"I could if I really wanted to. I can pretend to have amnesia or something'" I folded my arms. "I'm a champ boys...we run this like royalty."

"...I thought for a sec I heard Bradley... You know? That dweeb that had a run at us last year?" Bobby eyed me.

"Alright alright...but I'm not going to be anxious and try to talk to her...she broke up with me after all..." I snorted.

"This could be a sign Max my man." Bobby thought. "I dunno"

I scoffed, "I am not going back with her. Two years...alright. I'm just going to be a bachelor because relationships...gets my head all messed with."

"Your dad would beg to differ man." As PJ indicated as I choked up. After my Dad's engagement with my new step mom Silvia, I almost forgot about Mom's death. How did he ever get over it? It was going to be 14 years since then...

"We broke up for a reason and I've moved on from that." I retorted. "There's many other girls than her and I know that. But I'm not lookin for no one now and my heads in the game trying to go pro."

The guys sighed and grumbled sures and whatevers, going back to playing the game. I went out for a walk...