Chapter 7
It's Thanksgiving and it doesn't really FEEL like Thanksgiving. Fang's family and mine are spending Thanksgiving together. Which will make it AWESOME. Both our mom's are going to be there...which will be cool I guess. Mom and I don't really agree on things anymore. It's sad. Fang and Iggy are happy they will actually get to SEE their mom. Which will be awkward for me because Fang is my boyfriend...and I get to spend Thanksgiving with him and his family, meaning I'll have to see his mother, which will be AWKWARD because we have only seen each other like twice. So yeah. It doesn't really feel at all like Thanksgiving.
"Max! Kitchen..now!" I heard my mom call from downstairs. The smell of her chocolate chip cookies invaded my room so I wasted no time in rushing downstairs.
"Yes mom?" I asked, eyeballing the cookies cooling on a tray. One of the bad things about having a mom would can make some really amazing cookies is it gets you to behave on the promise that if you don't...heaven will be taken away from you. It works too. I would know. Mom and Nudge had already made the Turkey, Jello Salad, and Sweet Potatoes, as well as Cookies. Fang's mom was making the Dressing, Pie, and Pineapple Ham...which is one of my favorite dishes.
"Ugh...MAX! Go get dressed! I need you to carry some stuff over next door!" said my mom, seeming rather frustrated. So I turned on the spot and headed up stairs to get dressed even though it was like noon? What? My pajamas are pre-warmed thank you very much. I went into my room and threw on a pair of well fitted black pants and an electric blue, lower cut shirt, with my 3 inch heel boots. Yeah, I get a little spiffy for Thanksgiving...not like Fang will mind. After I got dressed I slid down the banister landing with a loud "clomp" on the hard wood floor.
"Okay, carry the sweet potatoes first and come right back." She ordered while putting icing on the cookies.
"Alright." I answered as I slipped on some oven mitts and picked the huge pan up. Nudge ran ahead of me and opened the door so there would be no possible chance of me dropping them. Sweet Potatoes were her favorite dish and she was very protective of them. I carefully clomped my way over to Fang's house, bending carefully down to ring the door bell with my nose. Yes, I'm that talented. I heard hard footsteps pounding towards the door as I turned my attention away from two dogs playing across the street. I knew it was Iggy because Fang, unless he was being intentionally loud, was always walking quietly and sneaking up on me. I patiently waited till Iggy got to the door, these potatoes are heavy and hot.
"Hey Iggy!" I said, pushing my way past him so I wouldn't drop them. "How's it going?"
"Hey Max! Pretty good! Where's Nudge?" He inquired with a hopeful look on his face.
"At home..finishing desert." I said looking back at him with a smile. Just as I set the potatoes down Fang's mom walked in.
"Oh...Hi Mrs. Benedict!" I said with a smile.
"Hey Max! Happy Thanksgiving!" She said as she prepared to get the ham out. "Fang is up stairs."
"Oh..ok. Thanks." I said as I felt my face flush a little. I turned and went back to the house to get the jello salad and cookies. I picked up the food and headed back over to Fang's house. Mom and Nudge are going to bring over the Turkey and the rest of the cookies when they're done so that meant I could spend some time alone with Fang. We hadn't been able to see each other hardly the past few days with his mom off work and visiting relatives around town, and Nudge and I cleaning and grocery shopping so I was looking forward to some time with him. I walked in the and headed to the dining room table where I carefully sat the food then started up the stairs, my heart beginning to speed up just a tad. I reached and turned to head down the hall to where his room was. I noticed that the door was slightly open so I snuck quietly up to it and right as I was about to burst in and try and scare Fang...the door opened and a hand pulled me inside, slammed the door, and pinned me to the wall before I knew what had happened.
"FA!" Was all I could get out before Fang pulled me into a big kiss. I moaned as he gently sucked on my bottom lip. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me.
"I missed you..." I sighed as I hugged him and buried my face in his neck. His arms wrapped tighter around me pulling me even closer to him. I felt my face get a little warmer and my heart speed up.
"Mmmm." Was all Fang could say as he began kissing my neck and pulling me closer. I noticed that he was wearing a black dress shirt and probably that new pair of jeans he'd bought. He started rubbing my back lightly then gave me a big, tight, sincere hug that made me feel as if my whole body was on fire. I pulled slightly away from him, just enough, so that I could kiss him. I pressed my lips firmly to his biting his upper lip gently causing him to sigh against my mouth. He then just pulled me to him and held me there for a while until we were called down to dinner. I reluctantly let him go as he grabbed my hand and pulled me down stairs. When we arrived in the dining room we found everything sat out on a separate long table buffet style. Nudge and Iggy were already there piling their plates high ,as my and Fang's mom were getting their plates.
"Just help yourselves!" Mom said with a smile while getting her food and chatting with Fang's mother. So Fang and I grabbed a plate and got into line. I took up the rear cause I hate going first. I always go last so I can take my time and get as much as I want..without dropping anything.
"Wow. Max. Really?" commented Fang as I piled my 2nd pile of dressing onto my first plate.
"Yes. REALLY Fang. It's the holidays...I eat what and as much as I want then I work off the extra weight. That way I can completely enjoy my holiday dinners." I said with a victorious grin.
"Can I help with the weight loss?" Asked Fang as he winked at me and smirk. He was piling the turkey and potatoes on his plate more than I was piling on the dressing but I let that go...I pick my battles wisely thank you.
"Haha very funny." I said grabbing a fork and heading to my chair. Fang followed me with a mysterious grin on his face. Our moms sat at another table so they could talk which was cool with us...we got to do our own thing without being told that "that's inappropriate" or "we shouldn't say this" so it was all good. But dinner passed with us making small talk with one another but mainly we were so busy eating that we weren't really talking. That's the joy of being a tomboy though...you don't have to choose between talking or eating!
Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to write this. My life has been rather hectic and stressful lately! What do you think? All comments welcome! Especially advice! ;) * Disclaimer * MAXIMUM RIDE belongs not to me but to the author James Patterson. This, and any other stories I may write featuring the characters of Maximum Ride, are purely out of love for the series! Thank you for reading!
