It was about a week after the X-Games. Max and his team had won, leaving Bradley feeling rather defeated. Though, Max didn’t really care. Life’s flow calmed down, everything far more normal… well, except for Bradley who had only become snarkier than before. Frankly, Max wasn’t worried, it was most likely because he was a sore loser.

He couldn’t help but feel slight sympathy for the guy. His pals were ignoring him after all. Maybe that’s why Max couldn’t keep his eyes off him…