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I cannot believe I, of all people in my family, have to take my little sister to the pet store. We only moved in today for crying out loud! I ran a hand through my black hair that fell on my eyebrows while I kept one hand on the steering wheel. Angel, my little sister, sat in the back, petting the turtle. She found it in the new yard and just had to keep it. But really, who could refuse her? Her golden locks of hair and super blue eyes make it hard to say no. I pulled in to the closest place that I could find on a GPS. Angel jumped out behind me holding the turtle, followed by her twin brother, Gazzy who has matching blonde hair and blue eyes. I shoved my hands in my pockets and followed them up the stairs of the place

It was a nice little store. It had fences surrounding it containing dogs, probably ones that are being dog-sat. The first thing I saw when I walked in was a girl about my age who had long dirty blonde hair with a black streak towards the front of the right side. I saw her from the back, wearing jeans and a red SPCA volunteer shirt. She had on black suspenders that hung from her jeans and black combat boots. Here's the catch.

She was dancing around the room singing the song Where them Girl's At that was playing on the radio. Obviously she didn't notice us come in. A black German Sheppard jumped around her wildly and a Saint Bernard watched lazily nearby. Angel and Gazzy started to giggle. It was hilarious. Even I cracked a grin. She turned around when she heard us laughing. She looked around.

"This is awkward." She said.

"It's okay. You're a great dancer." Angel told her, smiling. She flashed a beautiful grin back. Wait… I did not just say that. She jumped up on the counter and asked us,

"What can I do for you?" She smacked her gum.

"Flash here needs a cage. And food. And other necessities." Gazzy told her.

"His name isn't Flash, Gazzy!" Angel exclaimed.

"Well whatever his name is, turtle supplies is right over there." The girl cut in. "If you need anything else, my name is Max, and I'm the only one working here, so ask me." She smiled again, and through the back door. As Angel and Gazzy picked out whatever for the turtle, what's his face, I browsed around silently, taking a look at all the animals. Max came back out a minute later holding a black Scottie looking puppy. When Angel saw it she freaked. She handed the turtle to Gazzy and ran over to Max wide eyed.

"That is the cutest puppy ever! Is he yours?" She asked him, stroking it gently.

"Nah. One of the other dogs here had puppies about two months ago. I knew you would like him though." She handed him to Angel as she held him with glee.

"How did you know I would like this one?" She asked Max curiously.

"That's easy. I have some sort of talent with figuring out what kind of pet's people like. Don't even have to know their name." She said gesturing to all of us. She winked at Angel.

"Oh! Do me!" Gazzy exclaimed, setting all the turtle stuff down on the floor. Max went in the back door again and this time returned with and English bulldog.

"I think I can guess what the nickname Gazzy means." She winked again. "And Tyson here," She said rubbing the dogs head. "Is also a Gazzy."

"He's so awesome!" Gazzy exclaimed while playing with the new dog.

"Okay do my brother." Angel said, pointing to me.

"Well, I can guess that he is not much of an animal person." She said, studying me carefully. "But he would definitely go for a dog like Shadow over there. And if Shadow is too cuddly for you, I have a black pit bull back there, I know you would love." I gave Shadow a rub when he rolled on his back. She was right, I did like him. I walked over to the counter and leaned against it next to her. Be cool, Fang. Oh yeah. Fang is my nickname. My real name is Nicholas William Burgess. But really? I'm not going by that. It would definitely ruin my image.

I tried to calm myself and work up the nerve to say something. Max was pretty. REALLY pretty. Gorgeous, in fact. I bet she already had a boyfriend.

"Hey." She said to me, still watching Angel and Gazzy.

"Hey." I replied. Smooth words Fang! I told myself sarcastically. "My name is Fang. That's Angel." I said pointing to her. "And that's Gazzy." I pointed to him. She nodded.

"Max. Maximum Martinez." She said, offering a hand. I shook it. Her hand was warm and soft. She smacked her gum.

"So, how are you the only one working here?" I asked her, this time looking at her. Her eyes were irresistible, like warm chocolate… Ignore that.

"My family owns the store. We don't really trust anyone else to work the store except my two best friends. I live right there." She said pointing to the house out the window. The whole area from there to the road was just land, and then there was more behind it.

"That's amazing..." I surveyed the whole place. The house was huge. And I mean huge. She had to be super rich or something.

"My mom was super excited when we decided to move here because she said Mason Realer lives in this state. She doesn't know where though." I laughed once. Max smiled just barely. Hm, I wonder what that was about. Angel and Gazzy had finally gotten tired of petting the dogs. They carried all their items up to the counter and Max walked behind it. I pulled money out of my back pocket and paid for it. Angel and Gazzy sat on the floor and started to set it up. I was about to tell them it was time to go, but the saint Bernard decided to get up and run me over. It was trying to push through my legs and nudge me.

"Obcas, Barney!" She yelled at him. He came over and sat beside her.

"What did you say to him?" Angel looked up from her turtle to ask.

"I told him to stop and come here." She replied, rubbing his head.

"Come on guys, mom is probably wondering where we are." I told Angel and Gazzy. They yelled thanks to Max and scurried off to the car.

"Thanks Max. You were a big help." I said, turning to her. "And you know you completely made their day."

"Yeah, I'm glad I could. See you sometime." She smiled. I walked out of the car and drove us home. I met my brother Iggy at the door. His strawberry blonde hair was plastered to his forehead by sweat. His pale blue eyes gazed over to where Angel and Gazzy ran past him.

"How was that?" He asked me.

"Good. Guess who works the store?" I asked him.

"A girl." He answered. I gave him a 'duh' look.

"A really hot girl." I told him.

"Score." He replied, and walked back in the house. Iggy is my step brother and the same age as me. He's pretty much my best friend. I sighed and helped carry in more boxes. Max was so different, intriguing too. I definitely have my mind set on her.


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