Techno

Brushing back my chocolate colored curls, I slipped on my red Beats headphones. "Okay, Sam. How about this one?" I said and began to play the track from my laptop.

Hello, hello

Baby, you called

I can't hear a thing

I have got no service in the club

You see, see

Wha-wha-what

Did you say, huh

You're breakin' up on me

Sorry I cannot hear you

I'm kinda busy

I'm kinda busy

K-k-kinda busy

Sorry I cannot hear you

I'm kinda busy

Stop callin'

Stop callin'

I don't wanna talk anymore

I left my head and my heart

On the dance floor

Stop callin'

Stop callin-

"MAXIMUM RIDE! YOUR DEAR BROTHER IS HERE!" I heard someone shout. Oh crap. Iggy's home from his movie.

"Hey Igs." Sam, my music class partner said. Iggy smiled.

"Sup, Sammy boy. Made a move on Max yet?" He asked. I gaped at him. Sam blushed.

"N-no." Sam replied. I shook my head. Idiots.

"Okay. We're done for today." I said, getting up and sliding down the firehouse pole I had in the corner of my room. It took me directly into the living room. I plopped on the couch with a container of cookies. Mom's famous chocolate chip, and Iggy's white chocolate macadamia nut. I must say that mom's chocolate cip cookies are the best chocolate chip cookies ever. Buuut...my favorite type of cookie is butterscotch chip. Unfortunately, niether Iggy, or mom can make those correctly. So therefore, my current favorite is mom's chocolate chip. Iggy's cookies were pretty good too, though.

"I have to leave. See you, Max." Sam waved as he slid down the banister of my spiral staircase.

"Later, dude." I mumbled, munching on cookies. Sam chuckled and left the phouse. Sam was nice, but he was...strange. he was, too normal for me.

He had honey blonde hair and kind hazel eyes. I had chocolate brown hair and amber eyes. We would make a cute couple, visually. But internally, we are very different.

*flashback*

"So, do you like indie?" The boy, Sam asked. He was my new partner.

"No. It's really weird to me." I replied. "Do you like Rock?" I asked. He scrunched his eyebrows.

"What type of rock?"

"Preferably Hardcore, Screamo, Post-Hardcore, and Alternative." I said, excited to hear his answer.

"N-no not really my thing." He had said. "What about pop?" He asked.

"Yeah, pop is cool." I said. Sam smiled.

"Great. Then let's get started. What type of pop artists do you like?" He asked.

"Kesha." I said.

"Taylor swift." He said, ashamed. I groaned. This is hopeless.

*end of flashback.*

Eventually, we came up with a comprimise. We would do songs that complimented my voice, since Sam could barely sing. And when he did, it was to back me up. So, it worked out nicely. Iggy flipped on the TV.

"And now, for our celebrity guest, Jeb Ride!" Oh look! Its dad. "That's right everyone we have got a famous DJ up in here!" Oh god this show host was such an idiot. Dad stepped out onstage, his blue eyes like Iggy's and shiny brown hair similar to mine. He wears glasses while he's reading, otherwise he doesn't need them. "And we also have the pleasure of having his beautiful wife, Katia Ride with us today too!" Oh. Mom was there. Sweet. Mom stepped out. Her strawberry blonde locks were like Iggy's, only shinier and less messy. Her eyes were the same amber as mine. She sat next to dad on a black couch.

"We're happy to be here," dad said. Mom nodded in agreement.

"Our kids are probably watching at home." Mom said.

"Are they? How is Max, it seems like she's fallen off the face of the earth." The host said. I gritted my teeth. Mom backed me up.

"She's just been busy in preparation for her birthday party. Since it falls on halloween, she'll be having a huge party at our home in only two weeks. Invitation only." Mom said cheerily. Dad nodded.

"Home? More like Mantion Home. Come on, everyone in the world knows you own one of the biggest houses in the US. Its like a castle!" He said. Dad shrugged.

"It was affordable." He replied. Everyone laughed. Iggy and I rolled our eyes. I put my feet on top of his lap.

"Well, we are also giving away ten more invites, since this will certainly be the biggest party of the year. And the lucky winners are in this audience." Mom said. The audience started cheering wildly.

"I wanna meet Max Ride!"

"Will Iggy be there!?"

"I love Max!"

"We'll chose the winners after the show. If you'd like to know who won, visit the show's website for more information." The host said. Iggy flipped the channel. Oh whatever, no sense in fighting him. I'd loose my foot pillow. Instead, I wiggled into the sofa, trying to get comfy.

"You invited the superstar Fang Ryder?!" The idiot host yelled. Wait..what?!

"We know he and Max have had a difficult time getting along, but we think they could get along if they tried." Mom said.

"Actually, Katia, they didn't 'get along'. They ended up making out on Max's bed, and said they were fighting and ended up that way." Dad growled. Mom glared at him furosiously. He shrank back.

"There was no proof that they actually kissed. So later, I checked the cameras and found that it was true, they never kissed, they were doing something close to Grecko/Roman wrestling." She said. Dad scowled. I scowled. Since when were there cameras In my room?

"Her legs were around his waist. And his hands were on her boo-" He said but was cut off by mom's hand. Mom had lost it. She gave him the worst possible death glare in the history of the universe. She looked like she had just opened her satan soul. Iggy and I winced, covering our poor eyes from the sight. The truth is, I hated Fang. He was a jerk. When we first met, he was my dream guy, and he was so sweet. Then, when he found out that I liked him, he turned into a jerk. I mean, WTF?

So it happened at my 16th birthday party. We decided the to make the theme, candyland. I wanted to be dressed as the cookie girl from the california gurls music video. But my had basically bought me a brown nun costume. I didn't resist because he had promised that after my party, I can wear whatever I wanted all the time. Anyways, I was walking around and bumbed into someone. Fang. He was dressed in all black.

*flashback*

"You know its a costume party?" I told him. Fang smirked.

"I'm black licorice." He grinned. "Now, since we are in you're house, how about we settle this feud." He said. I raised an eyebrow. Fang leaned closer, his hand slid down my back. Then farther, Too far. I punched him. "The fuck, Max!" He yelled, then suddenly tackled me into my room; the door was open.

"Get off!" I growled, pulling his arm behind his back. Fang scowled and flipped me onto my bed. When he hopped on after me, I flipped and straddled his back. I took his left arm and right leg and brough them together, pulling. Fang started yelling in pain.

"Max!" He yelled.

"Fang!" I yelled back, smirking. Fang scoffed and tried to free himself. I didn't release him.

"What's going on?!" My friend, Gazzy came rushing in, blonde hair had white highlights and he had on a white tshirt with white slacks and a white blazer. He was white chocolate. Immediately, he started laughing and yelled out to get Iggy. I wasn't paying attenton, so Fang wiggled out of my grasp and flipped us over. My legs were hooked around his waist and he was hovering above me,breathing hard. My hand were bunched up in his shirt. It took us both a moment to realize where his hands were. Unfortunately, by the time we realized it, mom, dad, Iggy, and Gazzy stood in the doorway, gaping.

Fang removed his hands from me and I unlocked my legs from him. What he said next made me lose it.

"Nice melons, Max. C-cup?" He winked at me. I blushed scarlet, in fury. With a loud battle cry, I tackled Fang onto his back, and grabbed his black locks, banging his head on the ground. As Dad, Iggy, and Gazzy cheered me on, Mom gave a dissapproving look.

*end of flashback*

And that, my dearies, is why I despise Fang Ryder. I mean, he wasn't always like that. When we first met, he was so sweet.

*flashback*

"Hey, I'm Max." I introduced myself to my crush,Fang Ryder. Fang smirked and planted a kiss to my knuckles.

"Fang." He said. I blushed. He looked down at me kindly, and brushed his thumb over my cheek. "You're voice is incredible, you know." He told me. I chuckled.

"You're not bad yourself." I replied. Fang smiled and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"It really is amazing. Do you know how hard it is to find someone like you?" He murmured. I melted. Fang leaned down and planted a kiss on my cheek. My hair was in my face, but he didn't seem to mind. I bit my lip, holding in sounds I might make. Fang stepped back and offered me his hand. I took it and we walked to find food at the VMAs.

*end of flashback*

What happened to Fang in between is a mystery. I just hope I never have to see his stupid ass face again. But I guess I'll just have to deal. Hmmph.

Anyway, the theme of my party will be 'Magic Circus'. And its gonna rock! ;D

This is the new and improved Techno! Hope you guys liked it betta!

-Mick:D