Maxine. "Maxine Carlisle! Your bail's been posted... you're free to go!" the prison cell I was confined in opend, and I was finally free to leave. I've heard a lot of people complaining about how terrible their experiences in jail were... but to be honest, it actually isn't that bad! A couple of roaches here, and a few rats there, but that's basically about it! Nothing as bad as they make it sound like in the movies. But then again, I've only been here for like, I don't know, an hour? Those guys have spent years, even decades in here! So some people might argue that my 'jail term' doesn't exactly count... well I still argue that it does! The officer led me to the front desk, where I found Jackson, my father's right hand man back at the company, impatiently waiting for me. And when he saw me, he noticably seemed more relaxed, and his usual goofy smile was back on his face. "Miss Carlisle, it's been a while," he gave me a respectful nod, and strangely enough, I reciprocated it, an ac

*~Logan~*“We're here!” Jackson announced as he parked the car at the drop off. Maxine aimlessly stared outside the window... staring at everyone who was passing by with their luggages. I couldn't exactly tell what she was thinking though.Once upon a time, I could read her like an open book. I could tell when she was mad, when she wanted something, when she was sad and miserable even without her telling me anything... but nowadays, as far as I'm concerned, nobody can really tell what's running through her head half or even all the time.The things she does, the stuff she says... she's a totally different person! Life really fucked her up... more than she'd care to admit. “Star?” dad called her, that childish nickname he gave her long ago because of her obsession with the stars... But I haven't heard anybody call her that in a while, and by the shock on Max's face, I could tell she hasn't either. I saw her swallow hard and then casually return her gaze back outside. “What?” but she