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Max

I stood there pacing back and forth around the small café.

Waiting…

I can't believe I asked a complete stranger to come to this party with me! What is wrong with me? I know, I was blinded by his handsome features.

Well that's a lame excuse…

I continued to worry and sip my drink, what are we going to do?

It's not like I can talk to him right? Oh god, I didn't think this through.

I'll admit I'm kind of excited, and terrified, and nervous. Am I supposed to feel like this?

I swear sometimes I think I can act pretty stupidly. Maybe all the time… but that's beside the point. Damn me and my brilliant ideas..

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Fang

My thoughts were rolling around my head, I can't believe I agreed to go to a party.

And even worse with a girl I've never met before today, not that I'm complaining, she's beautiful.

Not in the "she has a nice body and pretty eyes" kind of way, but more of the "beautiful soul" kind of way. You know what I mean?

No? Well think of your best friend, when you see them (him or her) you see someone beautiful, not for their looks but for the person inside.

Still don't see my point? Wow…

Anyhow, I couldn't stop thinking about her, the way she reacted when she found out about my…condition.

My condition…I sound so pathetic, I can't talk.

Being mute, you know what it feels like?

Trust me you don't want to know. I get this sick feeling every time I think about it.

It's an over powering feeling of helplessness, you can't do anything about it. No matter how hard you try to make a noise, scream out to the world, you can't.

You can't make your voice heard, you can't speak up for someone, you can't even defend yourself properly, and someone else has to do it for you.

And that's what I hate.

But enough of my emotional turmoil and self-pity.

I started walking out the door leaving a small note on my mom-of the-year's door to let her know that I would be out a little late and locked to door in place before walking the few short blocks to "The Spot", aka the café that Max works at.

As I was walking, I couldn't help but worry how tonight would go.

My thoughts were put to rest as I reached to small café and saw Max pacing back and forth in the small space, a hard look on her face.

She looked confused and worried, and I smiled at her expression, which I can imagine looked a lot like mine.

I could hear her muttering to herself, it sounded like something along the lines of

What…thinking? Acted stupidly…complete stranger. I'm… moron. Blinded… Stupidly handsome.. And so on. She didn't seem to notice my presence and continued her rambling.

I went up to her and tapped her shoulder; she jumped slightly and put her hand over her heart.

I smiled and gently pushed a strand of hair away from her face, leaving my hand there for a second. I could feel her face heating up and I smiled even more brightly.

"Wow you scared to shiznit out of me!" she smiled and lightly pushed me.

I smirked and rolled my eyes at her wording.

She let out a breath and walked behind the counter to take off her green apron and grab a bag that was carefully hidden away between the seats.

We walked out the front doors and she turned around to look up. I stood there feeling slightly out of place next to her.

She turned and looked at me,

"Ready?" I nodded and we were about to walk away when I heard someone call out to her.

"Max! Please do not tell me that is what you are wearing!" I turned around to see the same dark haired girl running down the street straight toward us. I turned around to look at Max, letting my curiosity show on my face.

She did a face palm muttering,

"God help me."

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Max

I turned around looking down the ugly crack pavement , only to see Nudge coming straight towards us, with a disgusted look on her face as she got a better look at my outfit.

I had planned on leaving early just to avoid this, but I had spent so much time waiting for this boy (who sadly hadn't even given me his name), that I didn't get out of there fast enough. Yet another reason to believe I jumped into this too fast, I AM a damn moron.

"Max…" she gave me a wary look that said "if he wasn't standing next to you, you'd be hearing it"

She sighed and put her head in her hands, I looked at the guy who seemed to be confused.

Nudge looked at him and smiled sweetly,

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. Hi, I'm Nudge. Its my weird version of a nickname" He gave her a lopsided smile that made my heart skip. He did his nodding thing and wrote something soundlessly on a small note pad. He handed it to me looking away.

My name is Fang, its my version of a nickname.

I smiled slightly, Fang… it sort of fit his demeanor. I showed the note book to Nudge, whom smiled kindly nodding her response and turned back to me. I quietly handed Fang back his notebook which he quietly tucked away as I turned to face my horror.

"Okay we have an hour till the party starts, and we can always get there 'fashionably late' besides the real party doesn't start till after 9. We still have time I just have to hurry. Come on hurry! We have to go, time is running out!" she shouted pushing me down the street towards her house, I tried to plant my feet on the ground but the little sucker was strong when she wanted to be and I knew better than to mess with her right now.

I took a second to look at Fang, an amused expression crossed his face and I sent him a look that showed everything I was feeling.

He smirked and rolled his eyes.

We got to Nudge's house and he waited down stairs in the living room, while Nudge dragged me to her room to change, queue the horror music and let the torture begin.

*HOUR LATER*

I stood looking at the stranger in the mirror; she looked back at me with a confused look written on her face.

This girl was wearing a black ruffled skirt that had colorful flowers on it, it went to her knee and her shirt was simple and a creamy white color. She wore a simple necklace that had a heart and bird on it. Her usually straight hair has been lightly curled and hangs loosely around her face.

She wears very little makeup that consists of a bit of mascara and eyes liner to put emphasis on her hazel, honey eyes.

She has a little blush to add color to her face, and her lips are lightly glossed and pink.

I touched my face and saw the girl in the mirror touch hers too.

She was me, and I was her.

Nudge smiled behind me admiring her work, and laughing at me expression.

"You look beautiful Max, now let's go. I bet Fang is bored out of his mind."

I smiled, I'm sure he was, I would be too. I had filled Nudge in about the whole "not talking thing" which she took rather well and she promised she wouldn't ask him any questions.

I walked down stairs to see Fang watching T.V. with Nudge's little brother Josh.

He had his back to me, completely engrossed in the cartoon. I felt a smile creep to my face as I tip toed to him and tried to scare him, but of course he had to turn around just as I was about to shout 'Boo'. I pouted at him and he smirked at my failed attempt to freak him out.

He suddenly noticed my new appearance and did a double take taking in my new look. His eyes roaming over my body looking at the new pieces of clothing and suddenly I felt very out of place and uneasy.

What if I didn't look as good as I thought? What if I look horrible?

He smiled at me and took the small note pad out of his pocket, I watched him silently as he scribbled something down and handed me the note.

You look stunning

I felt blood rush to my cheeks and put the blush on my face to shame.

I looked at Fang, he smiled at me and my heart leaped again.

"Thanks. We better get going, were late." I handed him the note book and he took it gratefully and nodding.

We walked out the door Nudge trailing behind watching our every move.

~~~Page break~~~

We arrived at the party about twenty minutes later to see that it was already in full swing and pumping.

I watched as Nudge happily walked away from us to go say hi to some of her friends and dance. This was more of her scene not mine, if it had been my choice I would be at home curled up on the couch in a nice blanket watching a movie or reading a good book.

But no…. where was I? At a party that I wasn't even invited to, with a hot guy that doesn't talk.

Perfect…

I glanced over at said hot guy sensing his awkwardness as his eyes darted around the room nervously.

He seemed to feel me looking and turned to give me a weak smile. Which I hope I returned properly.. I may have looked more afraid than he was.

Oh Boy.

Let the real party begin…

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