So then... Yeah, this is my attempt at a random Valentine's Day chapter! Here goes!
(Different setting; at a school, not with Anne. Not with Jeb. Angel and Gazzy are going on a camping trip with their classes at the elementary school.)
Angel: 9
Gazzy: 11
Nudge: 14
Iggy: 17
Fang: 17
Max: 17
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Max's POV
Valentine's Day, bleh. I can't stand it, never really did grasp the point of telling everyone "I love you" on Valentine's Day. It's like a jinx, if you ask me, you say it on Valentine's Day but you meant it the day before Valentine's Day. After everyone else told you they loved you on Valentine's Day, suddenly, the person you told you loved them isn't as appealing anymore. Unfortunatly, this happened with the people that told you they loved you as well, and it's a never ending circle of broken hearts. "You ready to go yet, princess?" Iggy yelled up to me.
"I'm almost done! Jeesh! I swear, Fang is the only boy I know with proper appreciation for hair!" I cried, as I had been tearing the tangles out of my hair viciously.
Iggy cackled menacingly from downstairs, "That's cuz he worships his hair. Get down here!"
"I'm comin', I'm comin'!" We were spending our recent days in an abandoned house. It was gas powered, wasn't all that fancy or anything but it was a house and we were grateful. I threw my backpack over my shoulder, heading downstairs. Nudge was leaning in the fohyer, looking glum. "Hey, Nudge, what's wrong?"
Nudge pouted, looking up at me with watery eyes as round as saucers, "Me and my boyfriend broke up last week... And now I don't have anyone to spend Valentine's Day with..." She sniffled.
"Oh, don't worry about it, Nudge! It's Valentine's Day and you're a beautiful girl, you're gonna show him up and get a new guy!"
"I... I am?" She asked, wiping tears from her eyes.
I nodded, "That's right, you are."
She gave me a half-hearted smile, "Thanks, Max. I feel better, now."
"Good- Oof!" I stumbled forward when someone bumped into me. I knew better than to think that it had been Iggy, blind though he was, he made it a key point not to stumble. "Fang," I growled.
"Chill," He mumbled, brushing his hair out of his eyes, "I was messing with my hair, didn't see you there."
I smiled malevolently, "No foolin'?" He just glowered back. We walked to school everyday. It was a pain but it was better than the whole school knowing we lived in an abandoned house that everyone thought was haunted. Well, the fact that they thought it was haunted was mostly because we would hide whenever someone came near the house and say things like, "Pizza... I want piiiiizzzaaa..." in eerie voices. Oh, I'm getting off track, aren't I?
So we arrived at school and everything in sight was pink. I covered my eyes and screamed, "It burns!" The minute we stepped into the entrance. Fang laughed and explained the situation to Iggy who also got a kick out of it. We said our "see ya later"s and "good luck"s to Nudge and went up the stairs to the Junior hallway. I sniggered and jumped out of the way, pulling Iggy with me just as Fang was glomped by about half the girls in our grade. The other half watched the half that was glomping, waiting for them to go to their classes so they could quietly stalk him.
I went to my first period class after walking Iggy to his. It's not that he needed to be walked there, I just couldn't think of any other way to avoid running into Fang and his horde of fan girls. Especially considering I have the same first period class as him. When I finally got to first period I was relieved to find he was already in his seat and completely occupied by fangirls but as I walked to my seat my brow furrowed with confusion. There was a Valentine on my desk? I picked up the little white bag but didn't even bother opening it. Taped to the top flap of the bag was a candy heart that read, "Fax Me." I blushed, not needing anymore identification than this.
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Iggy's POV
"Jeff! Jeff!" Tasha called. I frowned, continuing to run my delicate hands over the brail of my text book. "Did you hear what happened?!"
I rolled my sightless eyes, "Does it look like I've heard? I've been studying, you know, generally students do that to get good grades. Whoops, that's a foriegn subject to you isn't it?" I snapped.
I could almost see her put her hands on her hips as she huffed, "I don't have time for your taunts! I gotta tell you what happened!"
"Fine, what is it? And make it quick." She pulled up the chair next to mine and leaned in really close, although with my hearing she didn't really need to.
"So, you remember Macie? My friend with the crush on your brother?" Oh great, what did Fang do now?! "Well, she was trying to squeaze her way through the crowd to get to him and suddenly Max just walks right through the group like she's some sort of royalty or something! And usually no one would really care, I mean, come on, if she wants to see her freaking brother she can see her freaking brother, right?" I wish she got to point faster but I knew that if I tried to get her to quicken the pace she'd just get side-tracked so I held my tongue. "And then she puts a hand down on the desk and everyone's all, 'oh no, what's she angry about, now' ya know? But then she just kisses him, right on the mouth like there was no one watching! And it wasn't like, 'it's Valentine's Day and you're my brother, I'll give you a Valentine's kiss,' it's like... ew! And then they break apart and all the girls are just shocked, Macie was just getting ready to call Max out for what she did when Nick sticks out his tongue and pulls this little candy heart out. He reads it, smirks, and then puts in Max's mouth! How disgusting is that?! And, they're like, brother and sister!"
"They're adopted," I reminded her, although not thrilled with the way things were turning out. I can't even see and I'm almost sure Fang and Max kissing is one of those things you slap a 'viewer discretion is advised' sticker on. "But that... doesn't really matter... where are they now?" If anyone figured out that we weren't even related through adoption, what would happen?!
"They're in the counsler's office. They were called there cuz all the little shy girls ran and whined to her about it." Just great, Max and psychoanalyzation weren't things you wanted to put together.
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Max's POV
I leaned back in the chair. So what, I kissed him. So's every other freaking girl in the school. What's it matter if I do, too? "Max, are you aware that this is your brother you just kissed?" The counsler asked.
I smirked at her, "Oh really? I'm sorry, I left my glasses at home, could have sworn it was the principle. My mistake." I put emphasis on the concinents of the last sentence. Fang chuckled under his breath earning him a dirty look from the counsler.
"Is this the first time you two have kissed?" That's a good question.
"No," We said as one, tonelessly.
Her eyebrows rose up off her forehead, "No?" She was beginning to get on my nerves. Aren't you listening, lady? "How many times have you two kissed?"
I looked over to Fang, we wordlessly debated what did and didn't count as a kiss. We decided a kiss on the lips was what she was really aiming for and nodded together. "Counting last time..." I began.
"Four," Fang finished. There was a pause.
"He said-" I started to clarify.
She held up a hand, "I heard what the boy said." The boy? "Four times?"
"We're adopted, you know that, right?" Fang scoffed.
"Yes, I know that. But that doesn't make this acceptable behaviour."
"So what, if I was just some random girl in this school, that would have been okay. But because we've lived under the some roof together (or no roof) for the last thirteen years, suddenly it's bad?"
She tossed her hands back and forth, unsure of what to say, "Well, no. But, you two... it's typical of adoptive children... to feel... like they're related to each other."
Fang flashed a toothy grin, "Oh, we feel like we're related, just not the way you were hoping."
"Oh, very funny, very clever. Okay, you two-"
"We have names you know," I cut her off.
She glared at me, "Alright, Max, Nick, I think you need to talk this out."
We just stared incredolously at her as if she were the mutant freak, not us, "About...?"
She moved her hands like a person imitating a train, "You know, how you feel... about each other."
"O...kay...?" I turned to Fang, "So... the candy heart, good touch, clever."
He shrugged, "Oh, I only went through about seventeen boxes of those things looking for one with that phrase. No one uses fax machines anymore."
"I'm a Fax machine." We laughed at our twisted joke but stopped when the joke started getting creepy and the counsler was giving us funny looks. "So... how do you feel about this?"
He laughed, "I think it's kind of fun, I like freaking out the little shy ones. They never say anything but after that they were, like, squealing to one another under their breath. Too funny."
"Is this just a game to you guys?" The cousler cried.
I pressed a hand to my chest, gasping with mock offense, "A game?! Goodness no! Whatever would we find entertaining about this? This is most certainly a big problem and must be handled with care!"
"You know! A lot of the girls in this school are up in arms about this!" She slammed a fist on her desk.
"So? When did I give a darn what they were up in arms about?" I retorted. Just then the door flew open and in walked Iggy. "What are you doing here?" I asked, sounding a little too casual.
His shoulders slumped and he sighed, "I'm rescuing you."
I nodded, "Oh. Okay." He looked at me expectantly, "What?"
"Um... thanks?" He offered.
"Your welcome, what did I give you?" He shook his head.
"Never mind. Miss counsler lady ma'am-"
"Sally," She corrected.
"Yeah, whatever," It was a good thing he couldn't see the look she was giving him, "I'm afraid my brother and sister here aren't mentally sound. I've come to take them home where we will have a long disscussion about their recent misconduct."
She tapped her chin, "Uh... no."
"But-"
"No. They're sane, just annoying. They're staying in here with me until I get this mess cleared up. Go back to class Mr. Ride and I'll meet with you later." He grunted but left obediantly.
I faced Fang, "She called us sane."
Fang nodded, "I think my heart just stopped."
"Sally" rose a hand, seeing where this was going, "No more CPR needed." She shot me a look. I shrugged.
"Well, I gotta get to my next class, lady," I began to rise from my seat.
She sighed, "Fine. Go to your next class. I'm having a talk with the principal about this. Expect to be called back down during your last period."
Fang chuckled, "Whatever."
That was strange... and this has been sitting in my documents folder for three months. Since Valentine's Day.