A/n So yeah... this is my first story. Blah, blah. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the plot... one day Fang... One day!
Fang: Lovely another crazy fangirl.
Me: Uh-huh.
I revved the engine some more as I sped off into the desert. The nerve of my mom hitting my father, how DARE her! What did he ever do to her? Oh, that's right, NOTHING! By the way I'm Max the oldest and only girl in my family. There is my littlest brother Gazzy and then my twin who is younger than me Iggy. Anyway, back to my fuming.
As I sped onto the Motor Cross track I slowed down a little, the last thing I needed was to hit an unseen whoop and go out of control. I skidded to a stop on the top of a hill and threw my helmet off, remembering that I had just recently gotten it for Christmas from my dad, I ran to pick it up. I screamed at the top of my lungs, forgetting that people were around, and threw my helmet back on so that I could speed off again, this time on my way home.
"Where HAVE you BEEN?" my mom shouted. Oh yeah because you totally care right? "I was at the track." She glared, but said nothing. "Maxie, how was the ride?" my dad asked to ease the tension. I smiled "Oh, you know those stubborn whoops almost threw me off," he nodded. "Anyway, I have some homework to do," my mom snorted "Don't you lie Max dear; it is very unbecoming of a lady like yourself. Plus we know you don't start school for another month. Nice try. " I flinched and went to my room anyway.
-Oooooh Shiny-
There was a soft knock on my door "Come in," I answered. Iggy poked his head around the door "Max, don't be mad at mom she was just frustrated," I shook my head "Yeah and when is she not? Ugh I swear Iggy I will be so fucking glad when I'm eighteen and old enough to move out." He shook his head and said "only two more years," I smiled, Get Out," he shut the door.
FPOV
Ugh the sun is so scorching in my black helmet. I was racing on the racetrack when I heard another dirt cycle coming this way I pulled off the track and hid behind a hill. Man, this dude was going really fast if he didn't slow down he would get thrown off his bike Hence the slowing. Then out of no where he stopped and threw his helmet off. To my utter surprise, though I didn't show it, it was a chick. She screamed and crammed the helmet back on, then sped off as if she had never existed.
"Yo Emo boy! What the hell are you doing here?" I growled and turned around "Sam," he chuckled. "I saw that girl you creeper, her names Max. You don't have a chance. Trust me man." I shook my head, ever the silent type.
MPOV
"Umm daddy, can I please, please, please race in the race this weekend?" I jumped up and down in my chair at the dinner table. My mother sat in stony silence at the end opposite my dad. He smiled "Max you know your poor dirt cycle isn't up to that kind of hardcore shit," my face fell and my mom smiled a little "so why don't you take mine?" I did a spit take of iced tea all over Iggy and Gazzy and my mom pretty much had the same reaction. My dad just beamed "Are you for real pop? I mean, you just got your KTM 350 aren't you worried I might kill it?" He shook his head. I jumped up and did a fist pump then sat down again "Really Max, I wish you would be more girly sometimes all this racing and what not gets me worried about you. And why haven't you worn that pink sweater I bought for you, for Christmas?" I could feel my face getting hot. I flippin' HATE pink, and it's a FLIPPING sweater for god sakes. "Mom for one it's pink, and for two its like one hundred and twelve degrees outside and for three, its pink!" I tried not to shout, I really did but I just couldn't help myself. She looked hurt "Look mom at the first sign of cold I'll wear it," Oh no what had I just gotten myself into?
-Oooooh Shiny-
"Max, don't forget my box of tools." My dad said as I loaded my dirt bike in to the truck "Yeah dad," I grunted "and don't forget your chest protector," I puffed "Yeah, dad!" He kissed me on the cheek as I finally got the bike in and started my trusty truck. Remembering dad's box of tools I ran to the garage, and then sped off down the dirt road.
My phone went off "Hello?" I said into the receiver "Maxie! I heard you were going to race so Ella and I came down. The track is really dirty. Their Nachos are yummy. I see you pulling in do you see u—"I interrupted her "Nudge!" Seriously you and Ella came? Who else did you bring?" she thought for a moment "Everyone!" Great. Alright well I'm pulling in later," I bought a pit pass and parked my truck away from all of the craziness.
As I was unloading my car a very dark, loud, and obnoxious mega cab parked next to me. A guy with red hair ran up to me "Hey do you need help?" Ugh, another cocky jerk. "Nope, I'm fine, go on back to your mommy now," he smiled. "Okay well later, then." Finally, finally I got my bike unloaded. I grabbed a gas can and started filling up the gas. I heard footsteps behind me. "What?" I barked. No answer. I put the gas can down and spun around. A really hot guy with dark hair just looked at me. "Hey you, Tall one, Yeah you. Get off my property or say something." The side of his mouth quirked up but no other emotion played across his face. "Is that a new KTM 350?" He asked finally. I nodded "Uh-huh it's my dads," I said stroking the handle bars. "It's nice, I'm guessing that daddy's little girl gets to ride it today," my face heated up "You betcha and daddy's little girl is gonna kick your ass into next week Emo boy," His mouth quirked again. "I will look foreword to that day," with that he walked away.
After I Attended a riders meeting I got the times of my race and went to sit down with Nudge and whoever she brought with her.
FPOV
I saw her at the riders meeting and I do have to say she looked drop dead gorgeous in her riding gear, although lots of the other guys thought so too by the looks of them. I followed her to the Bleachers and sat down a couple of rows before hers with my back turned. Her loudmouth friends were whispering and I could hear every word they said "Maxie you look totally gorgeous in your outfit!" and "ZOMG is that one of the guys you will be racing with?" and blah, blah, blah. I checked the time and went to get up then turned around and said "Maxie, we should probably get lined up for our race," she growled but followed anyways. As soon as we were out of sight from her friends she cornered me "No one but my friends call me Maxie so shut your arrogant face and go fall off your bike," she growled darkly. I chuckled and walked away to my bike. She got on her KTM 350 and sped off to the race track.
-After the race-
I'm not going to go into detail but that girl fights dirty. She pulled her helmet off as she came across the finish line then stuck her tongue out at me.
MPOV
How does that arrogant prick like that? I bet just like every other jerk face out there he hates losing to a girl boo hoo. I stuck out my tongue at him as I passed. My friends were all waiting for me at my truck. As soon as I parked my bike I got avalanched with a doggie pile. "ZOMG Maxie you did amazing!" Angel squealed. "Thanks love," I patted her head with my muddy glove. "Let's get nachos to celebrate!" yelled Dylan. Her blonde head bobbing ahead of us (A/N No it's not JP's Dylan) "Hey Dyl, wait up!" we all shouted.
-Meanwhile-
A red head was bent over Max's bike. Something pinged and the red head ran away sniggering.
-At the food court-
"Oooooh Maxie, look it's that mystery guy invite him over!" she shouted loud enough for him to hear. He made his way over to us and sat down. "So Emo boy, what's your name?" I asked skipping politeness. "Fang." He drawled. "Oh, Fang huh, that's a weird name. I like it." He nodded. "You guys local or what?" he asked addressing the group he got a lot of "Yeahs!" and "Duhs!" He nodded again. "My rents and I just moved here. Looks like I'll be going to school with you guys." Nudge gasped. "Oh really? Is Fang rally your name, because if it is that is weird. Do you own anything with color? Why is your hair so long? Are you Emo or somemrph" I smiled sheepishly "Welcome to the Nudge Channel," we all laughed. It turns out Mr. Emo wasn't so bad. This might be the beginning of something beautiful. Paha, what a sap. Forget I ever said that. Ever.
"Max don't you and fang have a race?" I coughed. "Shit," I grabbed Fangs arm ignoring the way my hand tingled…wait! Tingled? Oh no. "See you at the starting line in five!" I said throwing on my chest protector over my head and buckling it in a flowing motion. I did the same with my helmet and gloves. Then I proceeded to start my bike and ride it to the starting line. Something felt amiss in the way it was riding but I ignored it I was ready to kick ass in this thing.
The flag boy let the green flag fall and I was off before everyone. As I went over the first tabletop the engine gave out and I dropped like a rock. Somehow the bike landed on top of me and the air in my body whooshed out. I felt a crack and blacked out.
FPOV
She grabbed my arm and the sparks that flew up my arm gave me goose bumps. I couldn't think about that now though because the flagger dropped the flag I sped off but not before Max did. I followed close behind her around the first turn across the whoops then at the first tabletop something went wrong she dropped and fell under the bike I skidded to a stop and pulled her off the track. I ripped her chest protector off after her helmet and listened to her heart. There was a heart beat, but it was faint. I crashed my mouth onto hers and did CPR. The paramedics ripped me off of her and I watched her carried off on a gurney. I got her bike and mine and took them to my truck abandoning the race.
What happened to Max? A new bike would not just quit like that. Someone did this and I was going to find out who did it if it killed me.
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