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Max's POV-
"Hi Max!" Dylan practically shouts in my ear. I am standing at my locker getting my bag. There is only ten more minutes before the final bell rings, so I am getting all my stuff before the halls flood with anxious teenagers.
"Um? Hi." I say almost laughing. "Dylan, you might want to get your ears checked." I pat him on his cheek, and slam my locker shut. "So whats up?"
"Well, I uh um, well you see I . . ." I raise my eyebrows. I see a bead of sweat start to form on his hairline.
"Are you okay?" I ask. "You look like you are going to puke."
"No, no I'm fine." he says wiping the sweat away from his forehead. "I just really need to ask you something and you have to promise not to laugh because I am dead serious." I nod my head.
"Okay, shoot." The bead of sweat is back. He takes a huge breath.
"Max," He pauses for a second before he finishes. "do you like birds?" I am shocked. What kind of stupid question is that?! I almost thought he was going to ask me out. I feel stupid for thinking that and reply to his question.
"Um, I guess. Why?"
"Oh, just wondering." He says looking over the top of my head. (He is taller than me now so he can do that without standing on his tip toes. It really bugs me.) It looks like he is clenching his teeth. "I should let you get back to class." I wave it off.
"Don't worry about me." I say. "I am at the "nurse" right now so I won't be going back to class for the rest of the day." He nods his head with out saying anything.
"Are you sure you're okay? You're acting really weird."
"Yeah I'm fine, I just need to get going." He points over his shoulder to the rows of classrooms lining the hallway.
"Yeah, okay." I say pulling my bag higher up my shoulder. "See you later." I turn around and walk away.
Fang's POV-
"I am sitting on my bed surfing the internet on my laptop when I hear my cell phone ring. I push my computer away and walk over to my desk where my phone is charging. The caller ID says MAX and her picture from when she was twelve pops up.
"Hello?" I ask answering.
"Why were you not in school today?!" She asks in a stern but kidding voice. "I had to walk all the way to government by myself!"
"Sorry your highness, but I wasn't at school because I have the flu."
"Well that sucks." She says. "Will you be there tomorrow?"
"I don't know. I guess it depends on how I fell in the morning."
"So I will take that as a no." She says.
"Why do you automatically assume that's a no?" I ask.
"Because, everyone feels like crap in the morning."
"Yeah that's true, but if it keeps me from going to school, then I'll do it." I hear her laugh from the other end. The line starts to fade out a little bit. I hear her speaking but I can't make out any words.
"What? I didn't hear that." I tell her.
"Nothing, nothing, forget I said anything. So have you seen Dylan lately?" She asks changing the subject. "I saw him today and he was acting really weird."
"How?"
"He was just all sweaty and stuttery. When he finally got the words out he asked me if I like birds." It is then I realize he was trying to ask her out. I had forgotten all about our conversation last night. I laugh thinking of him trying to say the right words.
"What else did he say?" I ask holding back the laugh that is gathering in the back of my throat.
"Nothing much. He mostly just sweated some more then I walked away. Did he say anything to you?" Before I can reply I, hear the front door fly open. This scares the crap out of me considering the only person who has walked through that door uninvited in the last year has been me.
"I AM SO STUPID!" I sigh with relief when I realize it is Dylan's voice.
"I got to go Max." I tell her. "I will see you tomorrow."
"So you are coming to school tomorrow? You'd better be because I need you feeling better before Saturday."
"Whats Saturday?"
"Duh, hiking." I don't remember making plans, but I can't talk much longer. I can hear Dylan, and I think he is going to break my kitchen table if I wait much longer.
"Okay fine," I say. "I got to go." I hang up as I hear her starting to say bye. I walk out of my bedroom to find Dylan sitting on the couch in the living room. His face is red and sweaty.
"What did you do, run here?" I ask sitting down on the couch on the opposite side of the room. Dylan nods his head yes. I am not surprised. I talk while he catches his breath. "So Dylan, do you like birds?" He looks up at me.
"She called you?" I nod my head holding back the smile. He closes his eyes. "What did she say?"
"Nothing much." I say. "She mostly just said you were acting weird."
"Weird how?"
"Dude, I don't know all the details. I only talked to her for thirty seconds." He sighs and we sit there in silence for at least two minutes. A cell phone ringing breaks the silence. Dylan reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a cell phone that looks fifteen years old. He looks down at the screen then looks at me with fear written across his face.
"It's Max!" He says close to yelling. "What do I do?"
"You're going to buck, up and ask her out straight up." He sits there letting the phone ring. I know it is going to go to answering machine soon so I reach over and grab the phone from is hand. I open it up and clap my hand over the speaker.
"I'm not letting you hang up until you do it." I whisper. I hand the phone to Dylan.
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