A/N:
Anna/GG: BWAHAHAHAHA! I ROPED HIM INTO MY SCHEME!
Fax is forever:... I don't know what shes talking about... Innocent look.
Anna: Psh. I totally used you to be able to post my story ideas without an angry mob running after me. *Rolls eyes.*
Forever: Glares. I could quit this co writing thing ya know.
Anna: *Shrug.* You already started writing. Why put the work to waste?
Forever: Hmm... I guess... *Makes comment under breath*
Anna: *Smack!* SHUT UP! I'M MAKING AN ATTEMPT TO BE CIVIL! *To readers.* Oh, and I own the plot, he owns the truck driver and the nurses and the doctor and basically all OCs in this chapter.
Forever: Glares. I also own the title. Smirks. We don't own MR!
Anna: *Sigh.* Sadly, he does. I WOULD HAVE, but some bum stole our original title. :P MEANERS.
Forever: Original title being: Destiny. Which ones better? REVIEW.
Anna: *Cough*mine*Cough.*
Forever: Eye roll. Surrrreeeeee
Anna: You jus' peanut buttah jeally of my awesomeness .
Forever: Eye roll. This is getting lengthy. Takes out movie thing that directors use to cut scenes. CUT!
Anna: WHAT-AN-EVER.
~3rd person~
May 15, 1995
Some nurses hurriedly made their way into the stark white room that the two soon to be mothers shared. As they rushed them to two separate rooms, the two women wailed in pain, eyes screwed shut in agony.
Meanwhile, two more nurses rounded up the two soon to be fathers, who paced across the room, waiting for the news, as, in the hospital rooms, only a door apart, the mothers simultaneously gave birth.
Mr. Batchelder hobbled on his feet and then passed out. A nurse quickly attended to him, setting him in a chair.
Waking up, Mr. Batchelder glanced to his left and Mr. Ride, embarrassment flooding into his body.
"Jeb," said Mr. Batchelder, weakly sitting up and sticking out his hand.
"Derek," replied Mr. Ride as they shook hands, before sinking back into their chairs, nervousness and worry etched on their faces. Right then a nurse exited each room.
"Mr. Ride it's a healthy baby boy," the nurse on the right informed Derek, smiling at him sweetly. He smiled back, closing his eyes in relief.
"Mr. Batchelder it's a healthy baby girl," the nurse on the left told Jeb, who grinned and did an embarrassing happy dance right there in the middle of the waiting room.
After a while the two nurses moved the newborns to the nursery, setting them in two side-by-side beds.
The little baby Max looked at the little baby Fang and they instantly became friends, giggling and
poking at each other.
Meanwhile, the doctor came out of Mrs. Ride's room, and he walked briskly up to Derek, who was smiling in relief and happiness.
"Mr. Ride, I am sorry but your wife has passed away due to complications from child birth," the doctor told him, his voice unsympathetic and cold. At least, that's how he heard it.
Derek dropped into the chair, unable to believe the love of his life was gone forever.
"Dead?" he asked, voice wavering. "She's…dead?"
May 15, 1999
Max carefully made her way to the bench as her parents awaited her.
"Happy birthday!" her parents cheered, hugging her. Max clapped her hands together and attempted to blow out the four candles. Mr. Batchelder laughed at Max. She looked like a fish when she blew like that. Phhhhh.She blew.
Fang was also celebrating his birthday in the park.
"Happy birthday!" the father exclaimed, grinning.
"Where mommy?" his son asked, looking around.
"She's gone now," his dad answered, looking down sadly. Since Fang was still young, he couldn't yet understand what his father meant. He blew out the candles.
After cake the two played on the play ground. Max went to the monkey bars and tried to cross them. She slowly grabbed at the second rung but slipped and fell hard on the ground. She sniffled and held her arm.
"Are you okay?" Fang had noticed her fall and wanted to help her. Looking at each other carefully they both felt that they knew each other from somewhere.
"I'm fine," Max told him, and then she smiled. "What's your name?"
"I'm Fang," he said. Being young they spoke slowly, trying to sound out there words.
"I'm Max. Thanks for helping."
They played around for a while till it became time for them to leave, and when they did, they gradually forgot their encounter all together.
March 4, 2002
Max and her family were at the beachfront for the first time. Max was splashing around in the shallows as her parents carefully watched to ensure her safety.
Fang and his dad were a little ways away. Fang noticed Max.
"Can I play over there?" he asked. His father nodded and Fang ran over to Max.
"Hello, can I play?" Fang asked her. She nodded and smiled mischievously before splashing him. For a while they splashed each other and laughed until it was yet again time to go. Before they separated, Fang turned to Max, his head cocked in confusion.
"Why don't I see you at school?" Fang asked. Max thought a moment, before shrugging.
"My parents teach me," she replied, before waving goodbye and jogging up to her parents.
May 24, 2007Fang was walking down to the carnival. He had saved up money from a paper route job that he had. As he walked, a familiar girl on a bike rode past him. They met eyes for a moment. I think I know him.The girl thought, head cocked to the side, brown eyes studying him for a moment. However while she's distracted she goes into a street and hits a bump. The bike falls over and she lands hard on the ground.
A large truck heads right for her, the driver distracted, as well. Noticing this, Fang ran as fast as he could. He reaches her and yanks her by the arm to the opposite side of the road and onto the side walk just as the truck plows through and runs over the bike.
"You saved me," she spoke in disbelief, looking up into his dark black eyes, shocked. The truck screeched to a halt. The driver ran over to them, hoping nobody was hurt.
"I am so sorry, are you guys alright?" He asked, huffing and puffing, looking at them in worry. Max went to look at Fang again but he had already taken off. Who was that?
August 26, 2010
Fang and Iggy walked down the street. They were headed to Iggy's house when the bushes of a nearby house rustled, making Iggy jump a little.
"I'M FREE!" screamed a girl as she plowed through the neatly trimmed hedge. Frantically looking around, she spotted Fang. A confused look crossed her face as she stared at him, her head slowly cocking to the side.
"Max?" Iggy said. Now Fang and Max both stared at Iggy.
"Who is that?" they spoke simultaneously and pointed at each other. They stared at each other again, confused and impatient.
"Who are you?" they spoke at the same time again. Iggy looked confused as he glanced at the two of them.
"Have we met before?" they asked each other at the same time, and Max's eyebrows furrowed.
"Stop that!" Iggy yelled, completely confused. They both looked at him, smirks slowly forming on their faces.
"Stop what?" they said in unison. Max rolled her eyes.
"Gotta jet!" she announced, taking off.
"What was her name?" Fang asked Iggy.
"Max. She's home schooled. Nudgey's neighbor, actually. They're besties," Iggy chuckled, but Fang wasn't paying attention. Max. The name sounded so familiar. It was as if they have met before. Who was she?
January 5, 2012
Fang was walking alone down the street, silent as he headed back home, hands in his pockets. Fang was almost there when a car drove slowly by him. Catching a glimpse of the driver, he saw Max. A girl Fang couldn't get out of his head.
Max, too, was wondering why she couldn't stop thinking of the mysterious guy who kept showing up in her life. In a split-second decision, she stopped the car.
"Who are you and why does it seem like we know each other?" she asked him bluntly, eyes narrowed. Fang stared at her, eyebrow raised.
"I don't know," he said. "But I feel the same way." Staring back at him, she bit her lip, thinking carefully.
"Don't you have a car?" she asked. Fangs head dropped, and he shrugged.
"No," he sighed. "Dad doesn't have a lot of money and I haven't saved enough up." She looked at him apologetically, guilt gnawing at her stomach.
"Where you going, then? Do you want a ride?" He shook his head no.
"Just to my house, its' right there," he said pointing to the small house that he and his dad resided in. She nodded.
"See ya around?" he nodded, shooting her a half smile and walking away. Maybe we might,he thought wistfully. Maybe we might.
ENDING A/N
Anna: Sigh. I am depressed. He wrote this chapter and I betaed. And the idiot made it awesome.
Forever: Smirks. My first time writing in 3rd Person! Can you believe it?
Anna: Hah. *Smirks.* Yeah. I can. *Loud whisper.* He kept using present tense. Drove me nuts.
Forever: I heard that. And again first time using 3rd person pov.
Anna: *Innocent smile.* The first chapter is better, either way.
Forever: Glares. Can ya believe we do this every day?
Anna: That rhyme was a crime! :O
Forever: But i do it all the time!
Anna: *Eye roll.* Anyways, I want twenty reviews before we update with my *coughawesomercough* chapter!
Forever: No. Don't worry guys i have ch 1 finished version on my computer. I wont let her hold this hostage. *Sticks out tongue at Anna*
Anna: *Sticks tongue out back.* They love me more, so don't think playing Mister Nice Cop will make them give you love. It ain't gonna work
Forever: Gasp! You dont dare say they love you more.
Anna: *Sticks tongue out and laughs, stealing Forever's cut thingy and slamming it shut.* REVIEW, MY FRIENDS! CUT!
Forever: Glares. Good bye!
~Anna Ride/GG
~[Fax Is Forever/Wolfson]~