A/N: So I didn't get a lot of reviews last chapter which I guess is ok. I would like to know what you guys are thinking about this story because I know you guys are reading. It's just a little discouraging, but I shall prevail! So here's the next chapter. It's kind of short and kind of filler, but here it is.

Max was waiting by the Tahoe when we got out of school on Monday. She looked somewhere between pissed and impatient and I heard Iggy audibly gulp next to me.

"I've got five hundred," Iggy said. He instantly reached for his pocket.

"That's great," Max said a little too cheery. "When are you going to get me the next thousand?"

"Hopefully by the end of the week," Iggy said quickly. He shoved the money into her hand.

"You see, Iggy, I have people breathing down my neck," Max said. "I need that money sooner than this week and you're going to make it happen because if you don't I'm going to be in trouble and if you get me in trouble I'll make sure that you get in trouble too."

"Okay, so when do you need it by?" Iggy asked.

"Tomorrow night," Max said. "At the latest and I'll be here to collect."

"I-I-"

"You'll make it happen," Max said forcefully. She looked Iggy over threateningly and then turned away from us and started to walk away. Iggy and I stood in silence for a long time until I looked over at him. He was pale and sweating.

"She's real cool, huh?"

"Can I barrow some money?" Iggy asked.

"How much?" I asked.

"At least five hundred," Iggy said.

I thought it over. "You'll have to pay me back."

"Of course."

"Okay," I said.

"Thank you," Iggy breathed and then he wrapped his arms around me. I pushed him off.

"Hug me again and I'm not giving you any money," I said.

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I was leaning against the counter by the bags at work when she strolled up. Megan, the cashier, didn't even think twice when she saw her, but I was instantly wary. She had I big bag of dog food slung over her shoulder and a couple boxes of Ramen Noodles in her hand. She threw the boxes down on the conveyor belt and leaned the dog food down so that Megan could scan the bar code. I threw the Ramen into a bag and then put it down at the end.

"Thirty-Six Fifty is your total," Megan said happily.

I watched as Max balanced the food while reaching into the pocket of her flannel shirt to pull out a wad of hundred dollar bills. Megan looked a little shocked for a moment as she watched Max flip through the bills until she found a couple fifties. Max carefully pulled one fifty from the pile and handed it over to Megan calmly. Megan made the change quietly and then handed Max her change.

Max didn't even blink while she shoved her change into her flannel pocket and then grabbed the bag from the end.

Megan and I watched her as she walked out of the grocery store without looking back or faltering. She was confident, cocky even, and it showed.

At least she wasn't lying about having a dog.

"Who carries around that much money?" Megan asked me, now that Max was gone.

"Drug dealers," I commented.

"Is she a drug dealer?" Megan asked, shocked.

"Yeah," I told her. "She's been dealing at our school since she got here."

"Did she just move here or something?" Megan asked. "I haven't seen her in school."

"I think she might be a couple years older than us because I don't think she goes to school."

"Why is she here?"

I shrugged in response. I'm just happy that Megan finds Max as odd as I do. I want Iggy to just pay her back and then I never want to see her again in my life.

"Where is she even staying?" Megan asked quietly.

I wish I had an answer to her question.

A/N: Just want to let you know that I'm uploading a new story today too. For those of you who read You're My Curveball and Game Two I have something up for that. It's just one-shots so don't get to excited.

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