Hello people. I am back with a new story. This one has been sitting here on my laptop for some time and I really would like to share it. I hope you like it.
Just to prepare you, don't expect regular updates, I will finish this one, because it's not quite as long as my other current one, but it will still take some time probably.
I hope you have fun.
There is Someone
Phoebe Thunderman has a normal life. Well as normal as a life as a superhero can be. She has a family who she loves, a brother and two sisters. She is the first born and the whole pride of her parents. At least that's what they keep saying. And even though she loves each and every member of her family and respects their opinions and decisions she is entitled to disregard such a decision if it' threatening her social life. Isn't she?
Yeah, she is sure about that. Because not allowing her to go to the biggest party of the year will pretty much make her a nobody and she can't accept that. So she puts on a training suit and closes her door, locking it close. After that she walks over to her window and is out. She slides carefully over the roof to the edge where the big tree is standing and climbs safely down, thanks to her super-powers.
She ducks and runs over to the fence and puts her training suit off. The wind is cold and biting into her skin, but otherwise, she's fine and ready to go, proudly presenting her new dark blue dress that she picked out with her best friend. Or more like, she picked it out for her and insisting on Phoebe buying it.
She meets up with Cherry a street down and together they walk down the road to Winnie's party. Most of them are already there when they arrive – and drunk. There are masses dancing wildly over the place and laughing, holding red cups and yelling over the music.
Someone close to her laughs loudly when Gideon fails to do a cartwheel and starts puking into a bucket someone pushed into his arms. It's a silky and rich voice, exciting her without even looking at the person. When she turns around she can't decipher whose voice it was.
She takes a sip from her drink, watching Cherry who adorably fails at flirting. The guy doesn't seem to mind, though. The way he hangs on her lips and grins stupidly when she does something embarrassing is proof enough for her. When Cherry turns to her, she gives her a thumbs up. She seems genuinely happy and Phoebe doesn't want to ruin that for her, even if that means that she'll be alone for an uncertain amount of time.
She has already pushed away a few drunken guys who tried to touch her and flirt with her badly. She thought they were disgusting and being alone beats being with them.
"That your girl?", a guy suddenly asks, appearing next to her, a red cup in his hand. He has dark eyes and brown hair, styled in a stylish but rough way that Phoebe likes. His clothes look used but he still manages to pull them off.
"Yes", Phoebe confirms. The guy next to her hums and then turns again to her.
"I'm Max", he says, smiling charmingly and Phoebe feels her knees go weak. She scolds herself for this kind of reaction. She is not a little schoolgirl anymore. There is no reason to behave like that. Except of course that gorgeous reason in front of her. Plus, he does not seem drunk and didn't proclaim his love for her so far.
"Phoebe", she says hurriedly after Max stared at her, one eyebrow lifted in question.
She wonders why he is here. As far as she knows this is a school party and she has never seen him at school at all. She is sure she would have noticed him.
"So who are you with? Your girlfriend?", she blurts out bluntly, making Max laugh and- oh. She has heard that laugh before. Right after Gideon puked into the bucket.
She is attracted to that laugh alone and -oh. That body to that voice is more than she could have hoped for.
"No, I just moved here with my family. I met Oyster a few days ago and he invited me here since I'll be going to be in his grade I thought it might be good to get to know some people before the classes start again"
Phoebe nods, she understands.
"So what are you doing here? Moping around in a corner?", he asks. Phoebe turns around to him sharply.
"Hey, I'm not moping!"
"You're standing in a corner, drinking, looking at your friend like you'd rather be doing something else".
"That's not moping!", Phoebe argues. "Plus, aren't you doing the same thing?"
"Nope, I sought out social contacts on my own", he grins and wants to 'clink' their cups together, when their fingers brush. It's nothing much, just a soft brush around the knuckles of her hand and still she feels electrified, like becoming whole without realising that she hasn't been complete before.
She stares at him, mouth agape and eyes wide. It feels like they belong together. She has never experienced something like that before. Max looks just like her, like being struck by some revelation. He is about to open his mouth, when Oyster pulls Max away from her and all she can do is stare after him.
He looks at her as long as he is able to.
She knows, she isn't the only one who felt that.
After the party she lies awake in her bed after she sneaked back in successfully. She stares up at the ceiling, trying to remember the feeling that started to curl down in her belly.
She falls asleep with a stupidly happy grin on her lips.
Her good mood hasn't subsided even after she's been scolded by her parents for sneaking out of the house. All she can think about are dark eyes and lips curled into a charming smirk. It's how she meets Cherry at her locker who starts to grin right then excitedly.
"All right, spill", she demands.
"You met someone at the party, someone who made you that happy and I know who it is, tell me, tell me."
Phoebe bites her lower lip, but hey, that's her best friend right there and she has a right to talk about handsome yet mysterious boys.
"There was someone", she starts, head closer to Cherry's and then starts whispering about Max, while Cherry giggles happily.
When she is done telling she sighs and leans back against her locker, watching the entrance. She is not checking if Max arrives. (Except she totally is.)
"That's him", Phoebe hisses when she spies him and elbows Cherry. The girl cries out loudly, earning the attention of the two guys they are blatantly staring at. Now he is looking at her and she feels herself flush under his scrutiny. Oyster is next to him again, like at the party and probably showing him around. He points at her and Phoebe squeaks, trying to hide behind her best friend, who unceremoniously shoves her forward.
"Hey Oyster, what's up", Cherry greets loudly, making Phoebe cringe. Oh god, he's walking towards her.
"Hey guys, this is Max Allen, he is new. I'm showing him around", he grins proudly and Max rolls his eyes with a fond grin on his lips. Phoebe wants to either faint or hide behind something. But then Max is smiling at her and winks and she feels herself grow hot.
What is he doing to her?
"Hey, well, Max doesn't know anyone here and I thought maybe you'd like to do something later? Gideon and Wolfgang are coming with and maybe you want to invite one or two girls? How about bowling?", Oyster asks suddenly and oh god, did he just invite them, she can't go but she wants to, shit, she gotta say something …
"Bowling sounds awesome", Cherry cheers.
"Great, it's decided then", Oyster declares, patting Max on the back and pushing him further through the school.
"What just happened?", Phoebe asks, watching the boys leave. Cherry just snickers.
"Where are you going?", Barb asks the moment Phoebe is at the door, ready to leave the house.
"Out?", she asks.
"Where? You know this is a schoolnight, right?", her mother raises an eyebrow, looking at her. The talk they had sunday clearly in her mind.
"Mum, we just want to go bowling, I promise I won't be out late. I'll be home by ten."
"Nine".
"Half past nine?", the moment Barb heaves a sigh, she knows she's won. Grinning she runs towards her mother, kisses her on the cheek and then leaves, shouting "love you", over her shoulder.
When she arrives at the bowling centre, Cherry, Roxy and Maddie are already there, sitting in front of a lane and talking to the boys. Gideon, Wolfgang Max and Oyster are there as well.
She inhales deeply when she sees Max, she almost chokes on her spit when he turns around to her, the only one acknowledging her, and winks. She feels her heart literally skipping a beat.
"Hey Phoebe", he says and all that is running through her head is that he remembered her name. That maybe he likes her as much and as confusing as she does him and that maybe he wants to be with her just as much as she wants to be with him.
"Hey", she greets when everyone turns around and welcomes her. She takes a seat next to Cherry who just grins at Phoebe. She rolls her eyes at her best friend but she knows the blonde isn't that much off.
"So, teams?", Oyster asks and Cherry nods. "Yes, I don't like losing on my own, I like losing in a team", she states and Max huffs a laugh. "I am being serious", she says.
"Don't worry, I am bad at bowling as well", he says.
"So … teams?", Phoebe asks then.
They decide on boys versus girls. It's not bad. Roxy is pretty awesome at bowling, fighting with Oyster constantly for the most points. And as it turns out Max didn't lie when he said he was bad at bowling. As to now he has the lowest score. "Dude", Oyster says when his thrown bowling ball finally takes one pin with it and laughs.
"You really are bad at bowling", Phoebe grins and Max shrugs like he doesn't care but his shoulders are too tense for him not to care. "Look, it's all in the technique, all right? Did your parents never teach you how to bowl?"
"No", his answer is short and she doesn't try to push him. She clears her throat and nods. He looks relieved when she doesn't poke at it and instructs him to watch her, explaining how to throw it and how to hold his arm. She blushes at his intense gaze.
She cheers when next time his bowling ball takes seven pins with it.
"You're not supposed to help the enemy, Phoebe", Roxy criticises but she doesn't care. All she cares about is the happy grin in Max's face. And she loves that she is the one who put it there.
The night ends abruptly when Phoebe sees that it's already twenty past nine. She can't lose any privileges like going out at the weekend.
"I'll go with you", Max says suddenly and Phoebe nods.
They walk silently next to each other. Phoebe doesn't know what to say or what to do.
"Thanks", he says finally.
"For helping me. I never went bowling before" he confides in her.
"Never?", she asks like she can't believe it and really, she can't.
"Never", he confirms. "But thank you for explaining everything .. it, it really helped, you know", he says and smiles at her and oh god, how can you be so adorable.
"No problem, I mean sure, it's nothing, I mean everything has to start somewhere and you exercise much and you get better and-"
She stops when there are warm lips covering hers. She feels like getting slack, her knees wobble and a strange feeling curses through her.
It's nothing much, just a press of lips but still, she feels like the world has changed.
Phoebe opens her eyes and looks into brown, Max stares at her, his gaze sweet.
Her parents exchange a weird look when she comes in singing and dancing up the stairs. It's 9:30 sharp.