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Summary: Lissa Harold is used to having any guy she wants. Her next target, Max's Biology partner Fang Ride. But he has his eye on someone else. Max.

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Nothing You Can Do
Chapter Four: Sweet Talker

-:-:-:- She's Hollywood and I'm no good but he's not trying to swag her-:-:-:-

Max quickly shoved a spoonful of pasta into her mouth, before she continued to summarise her notes from her History textbook. She was in full concentration mode, writing as fast as she could, oblivious to the rest of the school, thanks to her headphones in her ears.

That is, until Lissa decided to show up and slam her handbag on top of Max's textbook.

"Hi Max!"

Max slowly raised her head and saw Lissa sitting in front of her, with that smile she recognised as her 'you-have-something-I-want' smile. She raised an eyebrow, what do you want?

"Watcha doing?" The cheeriness and sweetness in her voice made Max falter.

Max ripped out her headphones and threw them on the table. "I was doing homework. A concept you probably aren't familiar with."

Lissa's expression stayed the same. "For what subject?"

"History."

Lissa spread her hands out, and looked away trying to act nonchalant. Not usually a strong suit of hers. "So, speaking about Biology—"

"We weren't."

"—your Biology partner, who is he?"

Max laughed, and leant back in her seat. "A boy. I should've seen that coming."

Lissa pouted. "Are you going to tell me about him, or am I going have to beg?"

Max smiled deviously and stroked her chin. "Now that would be a sight I would love to see. You begging."

"How about I owe you a favour?" Lissa offered.

Max raised an eyebrow, Lissa seemed really set on this guy. And she barely knew him. Hell, Max barely knew him. She wasn't sure that she was the person Lissa should be going to answers for.

"You owe me a favour, anything, as long as I tell you all the info I know right now?" Max liked the sound of this proposal.

Lissa nodded. "I swear."

Max shrugged. She wasn't at a disadvantage in this situation. "Okay. His name is Fang Ride. He's a science and math nerd, but he's not on any of the school teams. He plays Football. Happy?"

Lissa smiled. "Thank you!"

Max snorted. "To be honest, I would've thought you had already dated the entire Football team."

Lissa lifted her chin up in defiance. "Just the popular ones."

Max rolled her eyes. "Oh, of course. Then why this guy? Why Fang? I wouldn't see him as your type."

Lissa scoffed. "Hot, is my type. And he's delicious."

Max tried to not nod in agreement. To have common ground with Lissa, the thought was laughable.

"Do you know where his locker is?" Lissa looked at Max hopefully.

Max picked up her pen again and answered her without looking up. "1028. It's on the opposite wall to ours. And Lissa," her tone made Lissa stop, "he's different from the guys you usually date." – Max paused unable to believe she felt almost protective of Fang – "So just…be careful."

Lissa grinned. "Don't worry, I won't get hurt."

"You weren't the one I was talking about," Max muttered under her breath, but Lissa had already strutted off, headed for their lockers.

Fang Ride turned and looked at the red-head standing by his locker. The girl smiled and batted her eyelashes at him flirtatiously. Fang kept looking at the girl, unsure of who she was and why she was at his locker.

"Hi, I'm Lissa." She held her hand out, intending for him to kiss it, but instead Fang shook her hand.

Lissa didn't falter, she kept her signature smile on her face. It was a smile that was half-sweet and half-sultry, which usually made boys fall to her feet.

Fang regarded the girl silently. She was probably some popular girl, who thought she could pay him to do her homework. Fang snorted internally.

Lissa grabbed a slip of paper from her bra and placed it in Fang's locker. "Call me Fang."

With that, Lissa walked off, emphasising the swing in her hips and looked over her shoulder and winked at him.

Once she turned the corner of the corridor, Fang turned back to face his locker and frowned. What just happened?

Mr Pallamer hadn't arrived yet, so the students sat with their friends, complaining about their partners.

"Hi," Max greeted Fang as he sat down in at their usual table at the back of the room.

Nudge got out of Fang's seat and groaned. "Urgh, Sam."

The corner of Fang's mouth twitched.

Max laughed. "Suck it."

"Can we swap?" She gave Max her Bambi eyes and Max had to look away.

"Hmm, Sam?" Max pretended to think. "Yeah…no. I would rather cut my arm off."

Nudge sighed and grabbed her bag. "I figured. Well, wish me luck."

"Good luck," Max called after her.

Fang took his seat next to Max. "Sup."

"The usual," she answered as she bent down to grab her Biology textbook and folder from her bag.

"Hey," Fang's voice was emotionless as ever.

"Mmm?" Max answered from her bag.

"Do you know a girl named Lissa?"

The mention of her name made Max sit up and fall into a fit of laughter. "Yes."

Fang placed a slip of paper on the table between them. "She gave me this and pretty much demanded I take her out."

Max smiled guiltily. "Sorry, you'll have to blame me for that. She kinda demanded your name and even offered me a favour in exchange for it."

Fang scoffed. "Gee thanks."

Max shrugged sheepishly and picked up the slip of paper. "Well, if it makes you feel any better. It's her real number, so she's not playing a cruel joke on you. Though, I could argue that taking her out would be cruel joke."

"Yeah, she got it out of her bra." Fang's face stayed expressionless, but his eyes showed disgust.

Max immediately threw down the paper. "Ew! Could you have at least told me before I picked it up? Gross!"

Fang's chuckled quietly. Max smiled internally, she had a feeling that he didn't laugh that much.

Fang took the piece of paper, crumbled it into a ball and threw it away.

Max watched him and regarded his reaction. "You know, she's actually expecting you to call."

Fang shrugged. "If I decline?"

Max snorted. "That'd be a first for her. And I have feeling that she's not going to give up easily."

Fang made eye contact with Max. "What if there's someone else?"

The implication in his words made a shiver run down Max's spine. Luckily – or unluckily – Mr Pallamer arrived who Max immediately diverted her attention to. But Fang was pleased to see a smile on her face.

Read, review and if being in Biology meant having Fang flirt with you, then I would've picked it,
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