Okay! So here's the second chapter. It seems a bit short to me, but I wanted it up so you guys could tell me if you like it or not. Just review and tell me what you think. I would love suggestions! Constructivve criticism is welcomed!
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Claimer: This awesome plot that popped into my head one day during History class!
You ever get that feeling when you're in an airport, and you think somone's going to bomb the place? Yeah, that's the feeling I was getting from Fang in my passenger seat. I watched him from the corner of my eye practically the whole time. He was as still as a painting. He kind of gave me that vibe of 'Don't get near me or I'll steal your sole.' I would have believed it too judging by his clothing. All black basically. Besides his dark gray conver shoes. Other than the scary feelings I got, Fang was pretty sexy. You would never hear that come out of my mouth because I'm super shy around guys.
"Max, is there a trail or anything there? Ya know, for running?"
Iggy asked his hundreth question about the park. He and I had been talking the whole ride about the park, my job there, and school. I was going to show Iggy around since he was going to the same school as me. Fang never chimed in once. It was like if he sat still enough, he'd turn invisible. (Ha! See what I did there my MR lovers?)
"There is a trail, but it's not for running. Most people don't go down it anymore since last year. There was a big accident where some boy ended up dead," I said, remembering Dylan Johnson. He was in my grade, and he sometimes hung out with my circle of friends.
"What happened?" Fang asked curiously. Really? All it took for him to speak was talk about death?
"A crazy guy was on the loose when he went back there. Dylan was there by himself one night, and they found his body the next morning." I finished a bit quickly. I really didn't like talking about what happened since I was supposed to meet him there that night for our first date. Daddy found out and was furiated. I'm not exactly allowed to date anyone. He found out and made me stay home. Dylan was all by himself, and then...
"Oh, that bites," Fang replied. He looked me in the eye for about two seconds then dropped his face. Out of those two seconds, only one show sympathy.
I was still deciding or not whether I could smoke in front of the two of them. They might go back and tell my dad. Yes, I said smoke. It's not anything illegal. It's just cigarettes, but it was illegal for me to buy them. I was only seventeen, so my friend Angel always got the for me since she was a year older. Oh yeah, Angel's my bestfriend. I fiddled with my box of cigarettes in my purse while I thought of an excuse to get them out of my car. I had about ten minutes before my shift which was plenty of time for one, but I'm sure they wanted to be showed around. We were turning into my parking spot in no time.
"Alright, the pool's right there. You guys can go ahead and wait there. I have to call someone real quick, but I'll be there in a minute to show you where everything is," I said hoping they'd buy it and leave.
"Sure thing. Thanks Max," Iggy called as he climbed out of car. I was pulling out my phone out of my purse when I noticed Fang was still in the car. He was just looking at me like I was a monkey at the zoo.
"Um, do you need something?" I asked trying to be polite , but I was really wanting to smoke. I'm not like addicted, but I get anxious if I haven't had one in a couple of days.
"Nothing at all. Have fun smoking," he said flatly as he opened the door. Was he like some kind of freaky-deaky mind reader?
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"I could see you playing with the box the whole way here," he said bending down so he could look me in the eye since I was still in the car. He had a look of disgust on his face like he was judging me. Come on, he's in college. i know he's had to have done something worse.
"Is there a problem with me smoking?" I asked feeling highly judged.
"Well, it's your funeral." Fang said and shut my door. I watched him, mindblown, as he walked away. If he hadn't just insulted me, I probably would have loved thinking about his butt. Ah-mazing, but he had pissed me off. If this is how all college guys are, I think I might just do it over the computer.
_This chapter is for PiperElizabethMcLean. She's pretty awesome!_
I had finished my cigarette. I popped a piece of gum in my mouth so no one would have to smell my smoke- breath. Even I hated the smell of that coming from someone's mouth. I stached my cigarette box nicely where my daddy would never find it. He would disown me then kill me. He hates people who smoke with a burning passion. I caught up with Iggy at the pool.
"Where's Fang?" I asked, looking around for the boy in black.
"He ditched. I think he said he was going to find stuff on his own. That's how he is," Iggy said like it was no big deal.
"Okay. Well, I have about five minutes before my shift. The snack bar is over there past the bathrooms. The playground is that way if you still like playing on it," I said with a smile. I sometimes snuck over there at night. I liked to swing and think.
"Okay, thanks. I think I'm going to hit the pool first. Be prepared if I drowned," he said with a mischevious grin.
"The last person who faked it was banned from coming back. I wouldn't try it," I said returning the smile. He just laughed and walked away. I headed for the little shack where the lifeguards hung out. It was full of floats,whistles, lifeguard shirts, and sunscreen. I alwasy get the image of a lifeguard having some on their nose when look at it.
"Hey, Mr. Gazzy. I'm here right on time," I said informing my boss. Mr. Gazzy was the man who cared for the whole park. He was regular height and a little chubby. He was also Angel's dad. That's how I got the job here.
"As always, Max." he said while he wrote on his clipboard. Angel looked a lot like him. She wasn't chubby, but she wasn't that tall. I had atleast 5 inches on her easily. Angel did have his blonde hair and blue eyes, though. Those eyes could get her anything she wanted. I headed out towards the pool and took the lifeguard seat. It was pretty cool, but it had an umbrella over it. When it was my shift, I always took it off so I could feel the sun. All my co-workers call me crazy. I yanked of my shorts and put them underneath my chair with my shirt. I hated wearing the stupid whistle cause I always got lines from it.
The sun felt amazing. It had gotten a bit cooler since this morning when I was laying out. There was like no one at the pool. I saw two kids. Iggy was floating in the shallow end. That was it. I was watching Iggy when I saw something black in my view. It was Fang. He was just looking in the pool's direction. He was being as still as a statue. I guessed he was watching Iggy or something. Why did he have to be such a creeper?
The ride home from work was the same as the ride there. I was driving. Fang was in the passenger seat, and Iggy was in the back. Iggy and I were still talking, and Fang still sat there like a sloth. Everytime it got quiet, I relaxed. Then Iggy would ask another question. I sighed once and I heard Fang chuckle. That was the only sound he made this whole day besides him being a dick about my smoking. I just wanted him out of my car. Finally, I saw both of our house. I stopped in the middle of them.
"Bye guys. It was really nice to meet you. Iggy, if you ever need a ride to scho-"
"I take him to school," Fang cut me off. I almost said something I would regret, but I bit my tongue.
"Alright then. I'll see you guys around," I said as they both climbed out of my car.
"I had fun today, Max, We'll have to hang out soon," Iggy said.
"Sure thing, just come by." I said before he closed the door. I waited until they were inside before I pulled into my driveway. Right before he closed the door, Fang looked me in the eye with something that wasn't stone. I sort of got the feeling that he was trying to say something, but I'm not so sure what.
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