Sparks are lit with flames
Max POV
I felt sorry for Fang's partner. She had to deal with that piece of work. He wasn't just disrespectful, but he acted like he wason a complete other level. It really pissed me off.
"Fangles, who's your parter?" Prof. Griffiths asked. Fang let out a sigh.
"Someone named Max Batchelder." He shrugged, still looking at his phone. I froze in my tracks. What?
"Hear that Max? Fang here is your partner. Let's go, guys!" Prof. Griffiths smiled brightly at me. I glared intensely, causing him to flinch in fear.
"You have got to be kidding me." I clenched my fists together. Fang looked up, finally.
"Oooh, she's hot." He laughed, standing up. He looked me up and down. I gave him a look. He mocked the same look back at me. "Not bad. Fiesty." He took my hand and dragged me to the stage. "Let's go, blondie." He winked. I furiously ripped my hand from his and walked onstage.
Now I knew for sure. I was going to die out there. There's no way Fang and I were a good pair. I sucked in a breath as Fang started his music.
Suddenly, as the notes left the speakers, I gasped and turned to look at him. The notes he played, matched my chorus lyrics... what? Fang just smirked and kept playing the track.
(Burn, Ellie Goulding)
We, we don't have to worry 'bout nothing
'Cause we got the fire,
And we're burning one hell of a something
They, they gonna see us
From outer space, outer space
Light it up, like we're the stars
Of the human race, human race
When the light started out
They don't know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud,
Giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands,
Shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire
I couldn't believe what was happening. My notes were matching Fang's. Not perfectly. But it was obvious that they matched very well.
And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
Gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We don't wanna leave, no.
We just wanna be right now
(right), r-r-right now
And what we see is everybody's
On the floor acting crazy,
Getting loco 'til the lights out
Music's on, I'm waking up,
We fight the fire, then we burn it up
And it's over now, we got the love,
There's no sleeping now, no sleeping now, no sleeping
I wasn't even trying at this point. Everything was natural. I didn't have to think so hard about every movement. I followed Fang's lead as he led the way into the next chorus.
When the light started out
They don't know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud,
Giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands,
Shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire
And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
Gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
When the light started out
They don't know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud,
Giving love to the world
The thermometer blared and red glitter exploded from the top. It looked amazing. I turned to look back at Fang, who was staring at me with a smirk. I shook my head and kept singing.
We gonna let it burn burn burn burn (burn burn)
Burn burn burn burn (burn burn)
We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out
We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out
We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out
We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out
When the light started out
They don't know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud,
Giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands,
Shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire
Both Fang and I stopped at this point and started up again at the same time. It was an amazing feeling to feel so in sync with someone. As if we were reading each other's minds.
And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
Gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
When the light started out
They don't know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud,
Giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands,
Shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire
And we gonna let it burn
When we finished, the auditorium was already in applause. Fang looked very satisfyed as girls flanked and and cheered. Everyone made their way to the stage to congradulate us. I don't see what the big deal was though. I looked to Prof. Griffiths.
"The highest score ever made on the thermometer is 110%. Max, Fang. Congrads. You got 112%." He announced. I gaped at him.
B-but Fang is...and I...what?
"See princess. I could already tell you were perfect for me. Do you see it now?" I turned around to see smoldering black irises staring smugly down at me.
...Later that day...
"Here's our dorm." I stepped inside and looked behind me. Fang hauled his luggage inside. I was holding his skateboard as I pointed to the bed on the left. "That one's yours." I told him.
Fang had headphones on, but I guess he heard me since he shoved his bags underneath the bed. I moved to go to my bed and he sat casually on his, back against the wall.
There was an extremely awkward silence. So I decided to listen to some music. I reached into my bag and pulled out my iphone and some earphones. I wish I had headphones. I preferred them, because it was a better sound.
I had gotten through the first verse of the Punk Goes Pop version of Disturbia, by the Cab, when I felt someone jump onto my bed. I screeched and looked to see Fang laying next to me.
"What the hell are you doing?" I groaned. Fang licked his lips and reached out towards my face. My breathing halted and I could practically feel the heat radiating from his palm.
He then reached around me, and grabbed my right earphone. I gaped at him as he plugged it into his right ear. He smirked at me. "What? Thought I was gonna smooch you?" He laughed. I blushed furiously and looked up.
"Of course not, you asshole." I replied. I closed my eyes, knowing that I needed to refrain from throwing Fang off the roof of the dorm building. Breathe, Max, breathe.
Sadly, closing your eyes and breathing means you're gonna fall asleep, so guess what? I fell asleep.
Morning Came
I opened my eyes lazily and blinked away the sleep crust. I suddenly remembered yesterday's events and looked to my left.
He wasn't there...
Crap, what if he's late like yesterday... I need to find Fang. With a glorious leap, I shot towards the shower. I washed up at the speed of light and put on some underwear, a shirt and some shorts. It was only when I got out of the restroom that I realized what I was wearing. It was the exact shirt that my mom hated so much, she tried to burn it, multiple times. It was a white Blink182 shirt. But I had cut off the sleeves and made long vertical slits at the bottom. Oh well. Mom's not here. I grabbed my blue cropped leather jacket and slipped on my black Vans.
I was running out the door with my bag and the keys when the door swung open. I jumped and held a hand to my chest as Fang, Levi, and Lupo walked in. "Jesus christ." I breathed. Levi smiled and walked up to me.
"Sorry for the scare. I'm Levi. That's "lee" then "vi", like vine. People always say it wrong." He says. I nod. "And that quiet girl is Lupo. She likes lollipops." Lupo waved at me. I waved back.
I took a look at Fang, who was taking off his shoes by the door. "Yo, you guys need to take them off." He told Lupo and Levi. The two rolled their eyes and did as he said. Well that's a suprise. Fang's a total neat freak.
Finally, after removing his shoes, Fang approached me. "Sorry if I gave you a scare, Maxie. Here's some Starbucks." He smiled sweetly. I tried to hide my weirded out expression and took the drink and coffee cake from him.
"Wait, how do you know what coffee I like?" I asked him. Fang chuckled.
"I like Caramel Mochas." Is all he said. I blinked and took a sip from my cup. Caramel mocha. It wasn't strange that he had gotten me the drink. It was strange that he knew what to get by only thinking of himself.
But he was right.
I loved Caramel mochas.
...and coffee cake. ^•^
Next chapter includes someone we all hate.
Hint: we ALL cheered when she died in the beginning of Nevermore. :D