I love beginnings. If I was in charge of calanders, every day would be January 1st.
-Jerry Spinelli, Love, Stargirl
January 1st 2010 A new day, a fresh start. I was liking January first alright. A brand new year, furnished with the luxeries of food, a roof over our heads,
and new clothes. It was just a good day! How could you not enjoy a life like this? I mean, yeah there was the whole, "On the run from idiotic mad scientists" thing, but who cares? For now, I had decided I was dropping the paranoia rating from 26 to 8 on the one to ten scale. We were staying with my mom and Ella for a break. It was pretty sweet, cookies every day! Yum. Anyways, one of the presents they bought me was this. You. It. This thing! Ugh. It-you-this- whatever! This is a green covered book with lined pages. I'm supposed to document my fourteenth year in... This. I put up a huge fight, but in the end, I was forced. They got me with the last one though.
"It's exactly like Fang's blog Max!" Ella pointed out cheerfully.
That shut me up. I felt my face begin to burn, so being the incredibly discreet genious I am, I snatched the book and ran up to my room.
After I controlled my brilliant "I don't care" with a mixture of "Nothing happened" face that would've made Lady Gaga proud,
I went back downstairs where the Flock had gathered in the living room staring at the t.v like zombies. Except for Fang and Iggy. Iggy was just listening and Fang was talking to my mom, which for some reason triggered a chorus of "Stop! That's bad! Potential embarassment ahead!
Alert! PANIC!" in my head. I hurriedly sat beside him and put my hand lightly on his shoulder, and after feeling a tingly feeling in my stomach immediatley withdrew it in a hurry. He turned and focused on me, "You okay?"
"Yeah," I managed to stutter. "Okay... You need something?" he asked slowly.
Think Max, think. C'mon, c'mon. He's looking at you funny. Where's the stupid Voice when you need it? I thought frantically.
"Did you see Angel's bag? I couldn't find it," I said, sounding so natural I almost burst into applause for my acting skills.
"I'll check," he got up and lurched upstairs. I stared after him. He was wearing a black hoodie that was ripped as well his jeans from a recent Eraser attack. His onyx eyes weren't focused on me, but just imagining them made me feel funny. "Max? Maa-aaax? Hello?" Ella's voice brought me out of it.
"What?" I snapped out of it.
"I was just asking you whether you had dinner yet," my mom smiled.
"Oh! Uh, have we?" I asked the Flock guiltily.
"NO!" they all looked horrified that I even had to ask.
"Right. Um, I guess we haven't," I reported back to my mother.
"Alright! Everybody like tacos?" she asked, standing up and brushing off her dress pants.
We all nodded. "Well, I vote we don't let Gaz have any," Iggy held up a hand.
"Totally! Last time, he like, totally cleared out the restaurant! And then the waiter- who was totally cute btw. His hair was like all Justin Bieber with a bit of Adam Lambert colouring. And his eyes were this amazing aqua kinda blue"- Nudge's hands were making rapid movements along with her rapid speaking. She was so excited that she started squealing, and when she squealed that fast, she could've been the fourth member of Alvin and The Chipmunks.
"Nudge!" we all shouted.
"Oops," she still sounded a bit squeaky, but it was quieter and her face was turning from red to pink. "Maaax! Tell Nudge I'm allowed to eat tacos!" Gazzy whined.
"If you do, and you feel the stink coming, you have to go outside. Got it?" I asked sternly.
He nodded.
"Okay, then you can," I replied.
"Great!" Mom left.
"Whoa! Can we watch this Max?" Angel held up a copy of X-Men.
Mutants. How very convenient. Ugh. I picked it up and read the back. "It's rated Pg-13 Ange. You have to have Iggy watch it with you," I said.
"I can't exactly tell is anything bad's on," Iggy motioned to his eyes.
"Nudge? Will you help?" I asked.
She nodded and put in the dvd. I got up from my spot.
"You're not watching it, Max?" Gazzy asked.
I ruffled his blond hair, "Nah. I'm gonna go see where our Prince of Darkness is."
"To make out with him?" Iggy asked, looking too innocent. That face got him a pillow in the face, "Shut up!"
I stomped upstairs, and turned the corner only to walk into Fang. I backed up a step.
"How could you've missed it? It was right on her bed. I saw it as soon as I got in the room!" Fang rolled his eyes.
"If you got it right away what were you doing for the other twenty minutes?" I challanged.
"Maybe I was waiting for you," he said playfully.
My heart stopped in its tracks and restarted in a break neck speed.
He leaned down, I leaned up, and we leaned in and-
"Faaannng! Do you know how to turn on the DVD player?" I jerked back so quickley I hit my head on the wall. Cursing, I rubbed the back of my head and Fang sighed. We both walked downstairs, and I went over and pressed the button. The screen turned bright blue.
"Oh. That's how you do it," Ella nodded.
"It's your DVD player! How do you not know how to turn it on?" I snapped.
"Whoa! We just got it! Sorry," Ella replied.
"Forget it. Sorry," I sighed as I stalked upstairs. I was on the fifth step when my Mom called, "Dinner's ready!"
Everyone ran into the dining room, sighing, I continued up the steps.
"Hey," Fang's voice stopped me.
I looked over my shoulder.
"You not eating?" he asked.
"Not hungry," I returned his Neanderthal speak.
"We never get time alone," he sighed.
I turned around fully and smiled, "I know."
I leaned down and quickley kissed his cheek before walking upstairs. That's when I got you out and started writing. I'm exhausted.
But you're the one person I get to brag to about my secret. I'm dating Fang. I know! I know I know I know! Happy. Veeeeerrry happy. It's been a week. We've decided it's best if the Flock and Mom and Ella don't know. I think I'd be too embarassed if they found out to be honest, I could only imagine what conversations that would start.
"When's the wedding?" -Iggy "I knew it! OMG OMG OMG! I totally told Angel and the others! It's soooooo cute!" -Nudge "Ewww! Cooties!" -Gazzy "Finally! When? You have to tell me EVERYTHING! Give me the deets! I can't believe tgis wasn't the first thing you told me"
- Ella "Wow! It really is like you're our mom and dad now!" -Angel "You're very young though, Max." Followed by many embarassing conversations. -Mom I don't want to go there. I'm too tired to write anything else. Until tomorrow,
Max Sorry it's so short! Hope you like it! Xoxo,
Doom