PLEASE REMEMBER THROUGHOUT THIS WHOLE BOOK. I DONT OWN MAXIMUM RIDE. ALSO I CANT SPELL TO SACE MY LIFE.
Fang POV
Why was she so mean? She could just forgive and forget but no. She was a brat that's what she is. A beautiful, enchanting brat. Wait, what was I saying? I hated this girl and she was not in my liking.
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I finished my lunch and headed out of the room. I know, I'm boring. No drama here folks.
Max POV
I pulled out my phone from my locker and sat down at a bench. I felt a warm body sit next to me, causing me to look up.
"hey Dylan," I said. He seems like a nice guy. We was really open though.
"So, about tonight. I was thinking I could give you a ride, so no one would have to give you directions."
"um," he stared at me so intently, "ok." He smile lit up the room. He was almost like a lost little puppy dog.
"hey, I gotta go see you later." He stood up and left turning around and giving me a wink. What would a guy like him even see in me. The rest of the time I hung out with Ella and Nudge, who had he same study hall as me.
-time skip to the end of the day-
"Max!" Dylan called. I stood up and followed him to his car. He had a yellow car that looked dang expensive, and he opened the door for me.
"don't mean to be rude or anything, but are you, uh, rich?" I ask taking a seat. He winked. "Yeah, parents are scientists." We drove in silence, but the whole time it was like he want to do something. when we arrived at the coffee shop, we took a seat near a janitors place was a little run down, but very populated. I saw a few recognizable kids from school. A lady, that was round fifty years old. Came to take our order. She had had a name tag reading Susie. How stereotypical.
"I will take a hot cocoa please," I say, I have never been much of a lover of coffee. Dylan ordered something then start up conversation.
"Let's play 20 questions. I'll start. So, where are you from?"
"Indiana. Favorite color?"
"Blue. Favorite hobby?" I answered art, and we continued like that. When we finished, I realized it had taken longer then I thought. It had taken an hour and a half.
"I had better head home, but thanks for this time. My house is actually just a block from here. I have had a lot of fun." I started started standing up when Dylan grabbed by wrist.
"wait, don't go. I'm having so much fun."
"I'm sorry but my dad is going to kill me." I stood up and left the coffee shop. I was not excited about getting home but it would have to happen. When I did arrive home I snuck to my room and did my only homework. It was short, so I when I was done I changed into Pajamas. I didn't feel like eating so I just tucked myself tight inside of my blankets, slowly drifting of. It didn't last for long.
I was awoken by my father. He stormed in and and sat on my bed. He woke me up with a startle. I sat up quickly, and viewed my surroundings. Everything was in gone. All of the stuff i had had, placed around around my room was in boxes WHAT.?!
Haha I know it is short but I will get to type more after tomorrow for school is almost out for CHRISTMAS BREAK.
Question of the chapter: does your school watch Channel One?