Max and Me

My name is Owen. I am one of the five, along with Ize, Dash, Louis and of course Max. The Magnum Force Five. However, the number four has never sounded so far away from five. I've seen a picture of my mum pregnant with me holding a three month old baby Max. That is how long I have known him, and that was what he would boast about if we met new people "Ive known Owen's mum longer than he has". I miss my best friend. I want to laugh at his rubbish jokes, and for him to laugh at mine. I want to be a five again. I feel extremely lucky to have been so close to a character as big and as well loved as Max. I feel honoured to be part of the five that he held so close to his heart. He wasn't just a crazy, party animal,wild child. He was loving and fragile and openly vulnerable. His care of what people thought of him faded as we grew older. He used to insult me with long words that I didn't understand. He quit the Cricket team with me because the posh kids weren't very nice to me, even though he was the opening batsman and had trials for Middlesex county and London shcools. I once climbed a waterfall in laos with him in search of a mythical jump, using hand signals we tried to get as much information about it's location out of the locals as possible, we climbed for about half an hour passing many jumps and pools that matched the vauge description. We finally decided on the next one we came across. We were totaly alone, no one to clarify if this was "the jump". We were both shitting it and he was trying to make me go first, and vice versa. He made me go first. When I came to the surface I told him it was safe and he jumped straight away. Now because of Max I am no longer scared of dying, he has done it first so I have nothing to be worried about. He was a gift, one we all shared. I can't find the words to express my self, I think only love and music reach where i'm trying to get.
Owen(obi one)Cutts