Sorry, I'm just going to say this now: I'm probably not going to update anytime soon, so I'm like, REALLY sorry! I just don't have a lot of time, and it takes me forever to write. Plus I'm just writing this without a real plan. If you have any ideas where I should go with this story, please PM me or just review. Thanks. I hope you enjoy.
I came into school, ready for the next week. The grade was going on a cruise because we had been good all year. As I was walking down the hall, I saw Nick Jakobs-a.k.a. Fang- with a sad look on his face. I put my bag down in Mr. Hayden's room and went up to Fang, who was wearing his usual outfit: a pair of beat up black Converse, black skinny jeans, black t-shirt, black sweatshirt, with his hair hanging over his eyes.
"Dude, what's wrong?"
He just shook his head. The only time I had seen him this sad was when he hadn't done so well on a Math quiz. We had just taken a test in Pre-Algebra.
"Do you want a hug?" I asked sarcastically
Fang gave me a questioning look, and let me just say, Fang's not one to hug.
"Do you want one?" He stepped forward, as did I.
My head nodded. He closed the space in between us and hugged me. Fang was so warm, I had no idea how he could stand wearing that sweatshirt. I was wearing short-shorts and a tank top and I was burning!
We were still hugging when Danielle strode down the hall, talking to Nudge. I heard them stop once they saw Fang and me.
(A/N I didn't know what to write for the transition between the part before and the description, so pardon my randomness) Danielle was wearing a baby blue button down shirt that hugged her slight curves. Her shorts stopped right above her knees, as if she took a pair of jeans and cut them. She was wearing her typical flip-flops, black base with different shades of pink for the band. Nudge had on a pair of multi-colored shorts, around the same length as mine-short. Her tank top was tight, and she wore a sweater type thing (A/N you know? Those sweater things that you don't button up/zip up, they just hang loose.).
Danielle just walked passed us to her locker, why I am not sure because we didn't need anything in our lockers. All we needed was our bags for the trip.
I finally had to pull out of the hug, and smiled at Fang who grinned one of his oh-so-rare smiles back. As I walked into homeroom, I waved back at him, but of course, he didn't see.
Danielle avoided me as we were boarding the busses, so I decided to sit next to my best guy-friend.
"Hey," Fang said as I sat down with a "Humph."
I just snorted back. He knew not to mess with me if I was in a bad mood, which he learned the hard way.
Flashback
"Max!" Fang called from the bus stop.
I kept walking away. I didn't care if he got on the bus, and passed me walking to school. Made fun of me, anything except ignore me. If anyone who I cared about chose to ignore me, I think I would lose it. My life had already been full of people-or should I say person- ignoring me.
Suddenly I was pulled out of my thoughts, "Max, calm down. I'm sorry," Fang's face was full of confusion, his hands gripping my arms.
He hadn't done anything wrong. I was just having a bad morning.
"It's not your fault Fang, I'm just having a bad morning."
He knew what that meant. My mother was back to ignoring me. Of course I hadn't done anything wrong to upset her though. I just did what I usually did in the morning: got up, got dressed, and brushed out my jumbled hair, ate breakfast, and brushed my teeth. Mom was having an off day, which led to me having an off day, which typically led to someone in the nurses office/the hospital, and me in the principal's office.
I turned to face my best friend, "Fang, please just leave me alone. I really don't want it to be you in the nurse." He just nodded, and dropped his arms, but continued walking with me in silence. Eventually, my peace was broken.
"What happened?" Questioned Fang.
I shook my head. I was determined not to tell him of my mother's random outbreaks of rage taken out on mostly me. Looked like that wasn't happening, "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. That's what's bothering me, okay?" I quietly yelled.
Fang was quite for a few minutes, thinking, "It's okay. You are always welcome at my place, if you want."
I nodded. We were just rounding the corner to the school when I finally lost it. I began sobbing, forcing Fang to stop and give me a worried look. He came over and put his arms around me, giving me reassurance he would always be there for me. We stood there for a good five minutes until we got quite a few weird looks.
I looked up at my best friend. Fang had always been there for me. He was there when I had bad breakups. He was there when my father died in a car crash. He was there when my mother first began to ignore me. Fang was always there. But I was never there for him. I knew that there was something else between us, something more than friendship, but we weren't dating or anything. Everyone knew that. Both Fang and I cared for each other; we would die for one another. Was that a sign?
Suddenly, a warm, calloused hand touched my face, gently though. Before I knew what was happening, Fang's lips were pressed against mine. I reached up and held my hands together behind his neck and stretched up. 'What are you doing, Max? This is Fang.' I told myself. But I couldn't stop. He leaned down, pressing his forehead to mine, forcing our kiss to stop.
'What was that?' My mind yelled at me. It took everything and more to not run away.
I looked up hesitantly at Fang, only to see a full grin on his face. We took each others hand, and walked to school, me feeling better than ever.
End flashback
I could tell Fang was reflecting on the same incident that had happened not too long ago. He knew that if he spoke up now, there would be not turning back. I would break down, and there would be no way to calm me down. There was no way besides a kiss. Sweet and gentle, but not with all of these people around. Not here. It wasn't right, plus Danielle was here, and she would then never forgive me fro kissing the one boy she actually loved.
