Mpov

I hurried around trying to find my duffel in the cluttered mess I call my room. "Max!" my mom calls from downstairs probably in one of her frantic hurries to get to work. I ignored her and pulled my duffel out from under the bed. I found last week's dinner and threw it out. I think it was chicken. "Max!"

I took my sweet time in walking downstairs. Nobody tells me what to do. I don't like to think of myself as weak and listening to somebody's orders would be weak. I make a jump from the second floor down to the living room. I strut down towards the couch and lazily plop down."You paged?" I'm not gonna listen, I just wanna see what she's gettin at.

"What were you doing?" she flips. I haven't been up one hour yet and she's already pissed. Damn. I'm on a roll.

"Why does it matter to you?" I counter. A little banter is always nessecary.

"Iggy's been out front for 10 minutes now!" she argues.

Well, he mustn't wait any longer. Should he? "Oops!" I grabbed my duffel and went out to Iggy's waiting mustang. It's a beauty. Sometimes I think I love his car more than Iggy himself.

Iggy pops open my door from the driver seat. As if I needed to be waited on. I appreciate the attempt though. "What were you doing in there? Banging your boyfriend?" Iggy asks.

I nod. "Oh yeah. It was great."

"Good to know." he said laughing. I gave him a quick kiss and he backed out of the drive.

We rode to school in a comfortable silence. Just me and my thoughts and Iggy's and his. Normal routine. The school is only about 3 or 4 blocks from my house, so we never sit in silence long. Iggy parked the car and we both climbed out. I can feel the normal stares that makes me so nervous. All because Iggy and I have a thing. So what if I'm dating the hottest guy in the school and the best athlete in the whole entire district. No. Nothing out of the normal about that. Who am I kidding? It's frickin' awesome! But still, the stares bug me. It's something I'm still getting used to and we've been dating for a year.

Iggy takes my hand and we head off to first hour. Things went as usual. Nudge nagging at me trying to get me to go shopping. My snapping back because I've nothing better to do. At lunch we all listen to Iggy and his perverted jokes. It's a good thing I know him better. And after school, Iggy drove me home as usual.

I sling my duffel over my shoulder and walk out to greet Iggy in the car. I shut the door behing me as I climb in Iggy's baby. "Hey, Gorgeous." he says.

I give him a hug and a quick kiss. "You're a sexy beast."

Iggy chuckled pervertedly,"And you know it." he gloats. Yep, that's my man alright. Always basking in compliments of others. It scares me when he does that, and it's hard to scare me. Iggy pulls in the school's lot and we strut inside together. Yes, we are one bad ass couple. Don't forget it. Iggy comes to a halt right as we approach the office. "You've got to be shitting me." he growls and tries to hide me behind him. But, I catch a glimpse a guy with shaggy gorgeous black hair, onyx black eyes, and black jeans and t-shirt. It is hot. And that's just not cool, because I have a boyfriend. But, this guy, he makes my heart stop, skip a few beats, and pound. And I have this sudden urge to meet this guy.

Sorry if this sucked and it's short.I'll try to make it longer next time. It will pick up though and get hopefully better as it progresses. thanks for reading.