With all three girls now sitting at Max's table, it was impossible not to notice the shift in the room. Heads turned. Whispers started. The energy in the cafeteria changed like someone had flipped a switch.
To be fair, Max was already pretty well-known. Ever since his rise in status, people had been watching him. But now? Now they weren't just staring because of him. They were staring because of who was sitting with him.
Cindy was the loud, friendly type, the kind of girl who could start a conversation with anyone in the hallway and make it seem natural. She always had her hair done, always dressed like she cared just enough. Confident. Bright. Sometimes a little sharp with her comebacks, but it only added to the charm. Guys liked her, and whether she knew it or not, girls did too.
