A.N.

Well Hey Guys and Gals.

I'm really depressed…. And I want to die… Like I might kill myself.

Maybe someone could help me, you know, not kill myself...

So without further ado,

Bows and Arrows

Chapter 5

Max P.O.V.

I started screaming bloody murder.

The person's eyes grew wide as I unleashed a can of Max whoop-ass on him. I need him in the stomach, making him double over.

"Max… stop it, it's me" Fang managed to get out before standing back up. I stopped for two point three seconds before slapping him across the face.

"Sick pervert!" I screamed before slapping him again. I pounded down the stairs and out the front door yet again, making my boots click on the wood. I pounded across the grass, to the big red barn. I grabbed the familiar red plank and started shimming up in, trying not to make a sound.

Lying on my stomach, I grabbed the binoculars that have probably been up since the cave men were born and starting looking around the yard.

Bingo.

I zoomed in on Fang, he was below me, looking every which way but up.

"Max! I'm sorry okay!" He shouted into the air. I rolled my eyes but right then and there, I decided to forgive him.

I sat the binoculars down and stood up. Standing on the edge I looked down. Perfect. Fang was looking across the yard. Without giving myself time to talk myself out of it, I jump and landed…

Right on Fang. I sent us tumbling across the yard before we rolled to a stop. Looking down into Fang's eyes, I smirked.

"Got Yah" I leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. I rolled back up onto my feet. Fangs eyes were wider then a supper dish. I take it that his way of saying "whoa". I laughed as he stumbled to his feet.

A familiar honk sent my head flying to the left. The yellow Twinkie was rolling off down the street. Angel came bolting across the street as soon as the bus was out of sight.

She dropped her bag in the grass before hauling herself into my arms. I stumbled back a couple steps before I balanced her on my hip.

"Have a good day at school chick?" I asked her as Fang strapped her backpack onto my back and she nodded. I mouthed thank you and he nodded, making his way back to his house.

"See you for dinner!" Angel shouted. He saluted her and she giggled. I raised my eyebrow at her as we made our way back into the house.

"Mama says we have to dress "nicely" Angel said, making quotes with her fingers around the word nicely. I rolled my eyes.

"Great" I mumbled under my breath, as Angel grabbed her bag from my back and jumped down from my waist.

"Max, you've got thirty minutes to get dressed. Wear something nicely" My mom said, coming around the corner. I smirked at her and nodded. She shot me a look in return.

"Nothing with skulls, no skinny jeans, wear something nice like a dress" I rolled my eyes but nodded. Beaten by my mom. She knows me so well.

I stomped up the stairs and walked back into my room. I slide across the floor to my bed and pulled a box out from underneath it. Dropping it up onto the bed I opened the box flaps. Inside was tons of dressy stuff.

I pulled out a few stuff and then pushed the box back under the bed. I put on a purple sparkly dress, gray combat boots, a few golden bracelets and a silver necklace with a silver heart. I left my hair alone, knowing my mom would do something with it.

Putting on a thin line of red lip gloss, I marched down the stairs into our little bathroom.

Let the torture begin.

A/n:

Like I said, I'm depressed.

And I might be killing myself tonight.

I'm really sorry..

Bye..

-Cora.