Chapter 6

MAX POV

I felt rage echo inside me, and I crumple up the letter. Of course, my mom was at her workshop again, so we had the whole day together… with Jaimy. I got up and shook Fang. He mumbles and I shake him again. His eyebrows crease and he rolls onto his back. I think why can't he ever just wake up? I lean over and give him a peck on the lips then head out to make whatever doesn't involve fire. I decide on cereal.

Jaimy comes running in with his pajamas on, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He grumbles

"Max? Did you burn the cereal? …again?" I sheepishly grin. All I did was pour the milk and the whole thin went up in flames. I just can't cook. I suck. From in my room I hear a noise, it sounded like:

"CARL! THERE IS A DEAD HUMAN IN OUR HOUSE!" and then another voice saying:

"Oh, hey! When did he get here?" I shake my head when I see Fang on my laptop watching something called 'Llamas with hats'.

After we eat our cereal, (that Jaimy made) I went upstairs to read my book: Bloody Jack (it's a real book, my favorite series … except for MR) and I hear Fang turn on the TV down stairs. I wonder why Jaimy so quiet…

JAIMY POV

I hate Fang, and Max. Why is she defending that loser? He is worthless. I had jumped out the window and packed an overnight bag. I was going to my friend Jacky's house. Jacky, my crazy best friend, was an amazing singer and she LOVED Avril Lavinge. She dressed like a rocker, and had shoulder length sandy, curly hair. I looked in her 1st story window. She was dancing around her black room, full of skulls and posters. She wore a hot pink skirt and a black tank – top… with a skull on it… I tapped on the window 8 times, our secret number. She stops and runs to the window. I wave and am immediately happy. She opens the window and I crawl in. She hugs me and asks , with her sing – song voice, what I'm doing here. I shrug and answer:

"I was pissed off", I looked at her bunk bed and climb up. There, I find her black cat with one white paw, Pinkie. I pet her and she meows. She runs over to her recording station. Yes, she was that rich. She turn on the karaoke for Avril Lavinge – Sk8r Boi. I can't help but laugh. She starts with:

He was a boy, she was a girl.

Can I make it any more obvious?

He was a punk, and she did ballet,

What more can I say?

He wanted her, but she'd never tell,

the secret that she wanted him as well.

She was a Sk8r boi, she said see ya l8r boy.

He wasn't good enough for her.

5 years from now, she sits at home.

Feeding the baby, she's all alone.

She turns on TV, and guess who she sees?

Sk8r boi rocken' up Mtv.

She calls up her friends they already know.

And they've got tickets to see his show.

She tags along, and stands in the crowd.

I zone out and watch her sing the rest. When she finishes, smile at her and tell her she was awesome. She smiles back. Then we look around on youtube until I notice that she fell asleep. I put the computer away and climb up on the top bunk and fall asleep, smiling. I love that crazy girl.

FANG POV

Max just broke the news. Why were we so stupid? Now, I was getting disowned. I couldn't go back. I just couldn't. I sat on my bed, with my knees to my chest. Thinking about who I could trust, were I would go, and what would happen. Without Max there to stop me… I don't know what would become of me. Your acting stupid, Fang. Everything will be ok… you'll see… an unsure voice whispered in my head. Key word: unsure. This sucks. Why did I have to be so stupid. …. FML … why am I alive? I'm exactly what Jaimy said I am… a freak, a loser… I never had a chance with Max… and its damn cold. I think, putting my covers around me. Suddenly I hear Max screech:

"WHERE THE HELL IS JAIMY?" I bolt up and race to Jaimy's room. There is a note on the window:

I hate both of you, and I've gone to let off some steam… but I will never accept Fang, ever. And It was me who ratted you guys out. Max, I'm trying to protect you, Fang is a disgusting, stupid, emo loser… you're out of his league. Get someone who is for you, not someone you constantly have to comfort so that they won't kill themselves. I'll be back in the morning sometime… bye

Max crumble up the letter and throws it and screams. She is about to leave the house when I grab her and swing her into my arms, and give her a hug. Not a big hug, just a… you know… a pleasant hug. She pushes me back and yells:

"Please, Fang, it is not the time. I need to teach that kid lesson" I keep her still in my iron grasp and wrap my arms around her waist and I look deep into her brown eyes and say "He will be back in the morning, so cool it." She sighs and looks up at me and whispers into my chest:

"I just don't want him to get hurt…. Or worse" I sigh and hug her tightly, then we go to bed, in our own rooms.