(A/n Oh, hey you, you lovely readers, you. Have I mentioned that I love you guys? No? Well I just did. Anyway, here is a new chapter. I am going to try not to text so much. Sorry.)
I woke up and stretched. Today I am going to have to fix my bike. Lovely. I didn't even bother to change out of my pajamas; I just hobbled to the garage door. I opened the door and screamed. Fang was there bent over my bike with tools scattered all over the place. He straightened up and blew a piece of fringe out of his eyes, but it flopped right back so he pushed it away smearing a line of grease over his forehead. I laughed and pointed saying,"What the hell are you doing here?" he rolled his eyes and gestured to my bike. So that's how he is going to play it, dark and silent. I shut the door to the garage leaving him to his work and wandered to the kitchen. Iggy was there cooking bacon.
"Hey, twinnie. Do you ever brush your hair?" he asked, I glared at him. "No of course not I just love to look like my brother." He laughed at me and tossed me a warm piece of bacon, and then I walked to the bathroom to wash my hair.
When I was done with that I hobbled into my room and grabbed my phone
(Max regular Nudge Italics)
Come get me! Mr. Dark-and-mysterious is at my house!
Nope sorry. Dyl and I set this up now go in2 the garage nd sit w/ Fang.
Ii didn't bother texting back I just slammed my phone on my bed and turned on my radio to my favorite song.
I've got the gift of one liners
And you've got the curse of curves
And with this gift I compose words
And the question that comes forward
Are you perspiring from the irony
Or sweating to these lyrics
And this just in
You're a dead fit
But my wit won't allow it
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
Her bone structure screams
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse of curves
So with the combination of my gift with one liners
And my way
My way with words
It seems I'm too hip to keep tight lipped
And you're on the gossip team
You're making something out of nothing
And jealousy's the cousin, the cousin of greed
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
The inside lingo had me at hello
And we go where the money goes
I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
Her bone structure screams (I want someone)
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone)
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
We All have teeth that can bite underneath
To where the reality grows
Yeah, that's where mine go
that's where mine go
We all have teeth that can bite underneath
To where the reality grows
Yeah that's where mine go
Where the reality grows:
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
I want someone provocative and talkative
But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower
And from what I've heard with skin you'll win
Her bone structure screams (I want someone)
"Touch her! Touch her!"
And she's got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone)
From what I've heard with skin you'll win
With skin you'll win
At the end of the song I caught myself singing into my hairbrush at the top of my lungs. All I could think was 'zomg I hope Fang didn't hear that… Wait, zomg… what's that about? Wow.' I put down my hairbrush and sighed. I am such a weirdo.
After singing into my hairbrush and all that weirdness I limped into the kitchen and almost had another heart attack. Fang was again bent over so I was indeed staring at his ass, but this time it was into MY fridge eating MY cookie dough. I growled with rage and snatched it away saying "It's MY Precious! Right Precious? Yes, yes he is an evil boy. I'm sorry, sorry you had to endure such torture!"
"Max you're talking to cookies again," Angel muttered walking in and bumping fists with Fang. What is this? Why is everyone tight with him, but me? "Anyway," I muttered giving Fang the eye," everything is MINE in this kitchen. You no touch." Then I kicked him out and got some juice. He leaned around the wall and said smirking "My dear Maxie…" My heart fluttered "I do, as it happens, have dirt on you." With that he walked out and slammed the front door. I was speechless.
"So anyway Max, you knew he was there and you still did that. I mean that's totally embarrassing!" Nudge reprimanded me. "I know, I know," I muttered. We were sitting at the food court in the mall, and I was chowing down on some Chinese food. It was amazing. Speaking of tall dark and handsome he was headed this way with a slutty redhead on his arm named Lissa. He mimicked me silently and strode by. When I get my cast off in a week I'm going to beat him senseless.
*Boring, uneventful week later*
I still limped slightly but the cast was off. Beating Fang senseless was going to have to wait… for a few days. I stretched and picked up my PS3 controller and began to play Call of Duty Black Ops. "Die you bastards die!" I mumbled to myself. There was a knock on my door and Nudge Ella Angel and Dylan came in, all carrying food of some sort "Really Max, bastards? Honestly clean up your potty mouth." Angel scolded me "Hey, hey, hey… I flush the toilet every now and then!" (a/n my best friend actually said this! Bahaha!) They just smiled at me and shook their heads. "So what are we doing tonight?" I asked switching off my PS3. They looked at me evilly "At midnight we are sneaking out and meeting up with the guys at the park." Said Dylan. I groaned "who?" another evil grin. "Ari, Iggy, and Fang!" Nudge squealed practically unable to contain her glee. I counted the people Ari… Dylan, Iggy… Nudge, Fang…. Oh hells no! "You guys are trying to set me up with Fang! It's not going to work, I can't be slutty like Lissa!" I shouted quietly. Dylan sniffed. "He doesn't like me like that…" Does he? Why would he fix my bike? He knows I can do it.
I winced, one of those crazy migraines I get when I am thinking about boys came on like a bag 'o bricks. The girls apologized but I waved them off and got in bed, falling into a restless sleep.
FPOV
Why I am meeting Max and the girls at midnight, I don't know. For some reason I have a crazy impulse to protect her. I feel like I may have known her in a past life… Nah! Ha-ha just kidding. I just wanted to grill Sam for screwing with her bike, just because he is a power hungry mongrel. I was serious about feeling an unspeakable urge to protect her, though. It's weird. I turned off my light and fell asleep until I was supposed to meet the girls.
Fuck its cold outside. I puffed shivering. The only reason I was showing weakness was because nobody was here yet. Then I heard it, a giggle and some shushing then Max coming out from behind a tall shrub. Her cheeks were red. "Oh, hey Fang. It's cold huh?" I gave her my famous 'duh' look and she laughed. "Anyway, 'tpunchme." The next thing I know she is kissing me on the cheek and I resist the urge to punch her, just for her sake its, not… like I felt… anything? Why was my cheek tingling? I stalked off without a word to find Sam.
MPOV
"I t-t-told you idiots!" I stuttered resisting the urge to burst into tears, and shivering. They all looked sheepishly back at me. "B-b-b-but M-Max I could have sworn I saw a s-s-spark in his eyes!" Nudge rebelled shivering also. I shook my head and sat on the cold grass waiting for the guys to show up.
And guess FLIPPIN' what? They didn't show up. The girls and I drove back to my house. "I-" I started to say but Nudge interrupted me "Shut up, and go to bed Max," I rolled and closed my eyes again falling into a restless sleep.
(a/n yeah yeah! Short and stupid, so sue me! Ha-ha just kidding! I Corazon you readers you! Please, please, please, please, please REVIEW! )
