Chapter 4
Ever wonder why Monday is the most dreaded day of the week? I do. Because on that day everything that wants to go wrong, that wants to make your life hell, ANYTHING that hates you is given demonic powers to make it come real. I hate Monday. My "Dad" called Sunday. The day after my date. The day I felt like the world was mine. The one day I was actually happy he calls up mom, (don't know HOW in the wide world of sweet justice he got our NUMBER), but he called us up and is dropping by TODAY! Monday. My least favorite day of the week. Mom is such a sweet natured person and is very forgiving so of COURSE she gave him permission. Another thing? My birthday is TOMORROW. November the 15th. I should be planning a party. Not thinking about ways to ditch seeing the scum of the earth.
"Max! 6:30! You're gonna be late for school!" I jerked myself outta bed realizing I was going to be so LATE. Nudge's school starts 30 minutes after mine but she always gets up early and does her hair, clothes, makeup, etc. I threw on some jeans and a t-shirt and jacket and was out the door. Mom always gets up really early to take care of the animals at the clinic then goes and help Fangs mom do whatever it is she does, I couldn't care less, so she was already gone. I had already missed the bus so I had to run about 3 miles in the freezing cold wind when it could rain any minute. I finally reached the school, making me about 30 minutes late.
"Max? I expect you to be on time. This is your 5th time being late in the last two weeks. " Stated Mrs. Davidson. "Another time and you will spend one day in the office doing your work there. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am" I said. Hurrying over to the seat Fang had saved me. On the bright side...I missed most of the discussion on the book. It was about this girl who's parents where scientific geniuses. Then one day her father just vanished..they haven't had any idea where he was until these ladies took them through time or something. I wish my dad would vanish..it'd be kinda nice. Mrs. Davidson didn't call on me for any of the questions, thank goodness. I quietly scooted my chair closer to Fangs and shyly linked my ankle around his which cause him to look up from his paper and smile. I blushed and looked away, gathering my things so I could leave the second the bell rang. I wasn't going to tell Fang about my dad..I figured I could get him to take me out somewhere so I wouldn't have to go home. Yes, I know I can't avoid him completely but I can try. Jeb's a truck driver so he can't stay in one place very long so it works out in my favor! I opened my notebook up and began to write a note to pass to Fang:
"Hey! I had a great time Saturday. Wanna go somewhere after school?" I smiled and folded it up and slid it over. Fang looked at me and raised his eyebrow curiously as he picked up the note. I grinned and hoped deep down he would say yes. I want to spend time with Fang..not Jeb. He smirked and began writing back. I like his handwriting. Most guys handwriting looks like chicken scratch. But his was romantic and elegant in a very masculine way.
"I enjoyed it too, Max. Anywhere in particular?" He slipped it to me write as the bell rang. I picked it up and putting it in my backpack. My next class was P.E., then choir, then science, THEN math. We shared reading, math, history, and computer. So the last half of the day we were together.
"See you in math!" I said as I began to leave. The next three class periods seemed to go on forever. Finally math arrived. I liked our math teacher. She was nice.
"Today you can just relax guys. Thanksgiving is coming up and you guys have worked really hard. So you can have fun. But keep it down so other classes won't get distracted" Ms. Emerson said with a smile. She was a tall brown haired lady in her 30's. She was very nice and always wore skirts. I can't figure out why she isn't married..but she isn't. Fang and I huddled together discussing where we would go and finally decided on dinner and then the park again. We were going to go to his souse and hang out then leave. Hopefully that would get me out of seeing Jeb. We drove home in his car and pulled up in his driveway. Nudge and Iggy rode the bus together and wouldn't be home for about another hour. Meaning Fang and I had the house to ourselves. It was a big grand two house with a huge living connected to kitchen kinda like ours. He and I went inside and sat our bags down on the couch on our way to the kitchen. I got in the cabinet and pulled out a bag of chips and a soda while he got out some onion dip. We had become so familiar that we just started making ourselves at home in the others house. Kind of a nice feeling..having someone that close to you. Fang was my best friend AND boyfriend. It's a nice combination.
"So..why are you so eager to go out tonight?" He asked out of nowhere, his mouth full of food.
"I want to go out with you. You're my boyfriend. Is that a sin?" I asked in return.
"No. But you kept pushing to go out..and leave straight from school. Is something wrong at home? What are you avoiding Max?" He asked..his voice full of a stern tone..meaning he wanted a straight answer. Without me avoiding the question like I usually do. I hate talking about how I feel. Because the more someone knows about you the more they can hurt you. I knew he would never hurt me..but others have and it's hard to get past those emotional and mental blocks.
"Jeb's coming over" I said. Casually drinking the Dr. Pepper I had pulled out of the cabinet, HOPING, and PRAYING, that he would leave it at that.
"And?" he inquired. No such luck. I sighed and collected my thoughts.
"I hate him. Left ditched out on mom and us then just thinks that he can waltz back in and everything's okay. Mom is so kind that of COURSE she agreed. The guy is a liar and a player but she can't see that. It's like she still loves and WANTS him back. He makes me sick. It makes my stomach turn to think that me, Maximum Ride, am related to that jerk." I poured out my feelings about Jeb like a river that has had its dam broken. Fang, of course, is going to tell me to give him a second chance..that everybody can change if you give them a fair chance.
"Max? Anyone can chan.." I gave him a look that shut him up.
"Yeah. I DID give him chances. Several times and he blew it. I am done with him. I thought you were on MY side..not his!" I threw it back in his face, tears streaming down my face and my voice shaking.
"You're right. I'm sorry. I was just trying to help." Fang said walking up to me and embracing me in a big hug. He was about 5 inches taller than me. I pulled him tight to me and buried my head in chest. It gave me a comforting feeling..being in his arms and crying out all the pain I had kept locked up. He stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head. We stood there for a few minutes enjoying the feeling of being in each others arms until the front door blast open and Nudge started screaming.
"Iggy! NO! I'm sorry. I won't do it again! I promise!" Shouted Nudge as we heard a thud in the living room. Fang and I broke apart and rushed in there to see Iggy on top of Nudge and tickling her.
"Oh. You're darn right you do it again!" Smirked Iggy as he bent down and planted a firm kiss on her mouth. We just stood there watching this exchange , laughing that they had no idea we were there.
"Oh MAX! Hi!" Said Nudge, realizing that she and Iggy were caught. Iggy climbed off of her and helped her up.
"What exactly is going on?" Asked Fang.
"Well..we just got off the bus and I accidentally spurted some water on Iggy and he was a little upset.." She answered innocently.
"Yeah. What she said." Remarked Iggy.
"Oh ok. Just..don't get into any trouble." I told them, shooting Iggy the 'you do anything and I'll kill you' look.
"Okay Max. We won't." Nudge said grabbing Iggy and dragging him upstairs. I laughed. It's a weird feeling having us two sisters date those two brothers. But it's awesome at the same time. I pulled Fang and kissed him firmly on the mouth..smiling at the thought of having him all to myself tonight.
I had so much fun writing the chapter last night that I wrote another today! What do you guys think? All opinions welcome Praise? Criticism? Praise? All's welcome!