Max's pov
I sighed as Sam passed my locker without even acknowledging my presence on earth. I've had a crush on him since sixth grade. I stared after him, thinking about how hot he is.
"Max!" Fang's voice brought me back to reality. "You're spacing out again." He said.
I turned back to my best friend who was holding my English binder.
I took my binder from him and jammed it into my locker. I slammed it closed and put the lock on, clicking it closed, all in one motion.
"Jeez, somebody's in a bad mood." Fang tried to keep up with me as I stomped away.
I gave him a sideways glance.
"Can you keep a secret?"
"What kind of question is that? Of course I can! Besides, it's not like I have any friends to tell." He smirked at me.
He had a point. Fang was semi anti social and he wore all black every day. He got made fun of as the 'emo loner kid' every day. Well I wasn't much better, but I wasn't called emo. I was just the 'loner kid'. Yup, that's me.
I sighed. "Well, last night at the diner, Sam was there alone. I was his waitress and he was totally hitting on me." Fang's muscles tensed up, almost as if he knew what I was going to say next.
"Well, he asked me to meet him later after my shift at a hotel." I said slowly, staring at the floor.
Fang froze mid-step. He faced me, putting his hands on either side of my face, making me look him in the eyes.
"What did you say to him?" he asked slowly.
"Well… uhh…" I stuttered.
"Oh, god. Max… please tell me you didn't… please tell me you two-," I cut him off.
"No! It didn't go that far! I had to leave before it was passed curfew." I said.
He released my face and slumped against the wall.
I walked over to him, my hand reaching out to touch his shoulder.
"Fang, what's wrong?" I whispered.
"What's wrong? What's WRONG? You've got to be kidding me!" his voice slowly rose.
A few people glanced at us, clearly annoyed.
"Fang, we're attracting attention."
"I don't care! Max, Sam is gonna hurt you. I can see it now. He's just that guy that uses girls over and over again. When he's had enough, he'll throw you away and move on to another innocent girl." Fang screamed at me.
I stared at him, shocked.
"Sam isn't like that! Why do you care so much anyways?" I yelled back at him.
"Because I'm in lo-," he froze and lowered his voice. "Because I'm your best friend. I just don't want to see you get hurt." He said.
"Well it's a good thing I won't get hurt." I said and walked away, leaving Fang sitting in the hallway with people staring at him.
Fang's pov
I mentally smacked myself as I watched Max walk away.
Why couldn't I just tell her? I was already half way through saying it, but I stopped. Why did I stop? Why can't I just tell her?
'Hey max! I'm in love with you! I've always been in love with you!' It's that easy.
"What are you looking at?" I growled at a freshman staring at me.
He squeaked and ran down the hallway, almost falling over his own shoes.
I took out my ipod, my only friend right now. I set it on shuffle.
You belong with me by Taylor Swift started playing.
(So I like Taylor Swift, sue me. Hey, I never said I was emo. That's just what you assumed.)
By the time I got to the end of the song, I was mouthing the words.
'I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're bout to cry. I know your favorite songs and you tell me bout your dreams. I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.'
I groaned. I was trying NOT to think about Max, but this wasn't helping.
I hit the 'next' button.
Gallery by Mario Vazquez started up.
Are you freaking kidding me?
'God broke the mold when he made this one I know.
She's breath taking but so much more
She walks in the room, your love's closed
Making you never want to breathe again
Her boyfriend's got so much dough
So much ice his neck and wrist froze
Is he faithful to her? Hell no
But she chose to be with him, shorty
Tell me is the money worth your soul?
Tell me what's the reason that you
Hold on when you know that dude
Has a whole wall of 'em just like you?
And girl you're just way to fine
Got to be treated as one of a kind
Girl use your mind, don't be just another dime
Because
I can't take
Seeing you with him
Cause I know exactly what you'll be
In his gallery
Just not fair
And it's tearing me apart
You're just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
She's so confused, she knows she deserves more
Someone who will love and adore
But his money's hard to ignore
She really doesn't know what to do
Girl it's just a matter of time
Before he finds another more fine
After he's done dulling your shine
You're out the door and he's through with you'
I couldn't even listen to the rest of the song.
I chucked my ipod at the wall and watched it break into 5 pieces.
A tear rolled down my cheek as I thought about Max and Sam.
