so hey guys... yall didn't get to ten reviews... but im posting anyway... umm... it might be a while before i post again... i have band on tuesdays thursdays and fridays... and church on wednesdays and sundays and now i have a major english paper to write... on good character... and i dont EVER EVER EVER let people that i know read my writing... unless its something short that i can make into something silly or stupid... so basically.... not very much... i know that my writing sucks and when i write... even fanfiction and stupid short stuff... i pour myself into it... and i really dont want the others at my school to make fun of it... therefor making fun of me... kind of... so im kind of freaking out... and on top of that... it is also a contest... state wide!!! needless to say... im in MAJOR FREAK OUT MODE right now... and it takes a lot to get me like that.... and i mean a lot.... ive only ever been like this once or twice.... its not a good thing...
ok... im going to stop talking about my problems now and let you get on with the chapter... and i will try to write as often as possible...
Max POV
When we walked inside, my claustrophobia instantly hit me. It looked like over half of the entire town was all at the mall at the same time. Fang noticed this and began giving orders to the others. "Pair up. Nudge and Angel. Iggy and Gazzy. Me and Max. Meet at the food court at 12:30. Max, do you have a limit?"
"Yeah. Don't buy more than you can carry. Whatever you buy, you carry home. Got it? That includes anything you buy for anyone else." Everyone nodded their heads and headed off to their favorite stores. I knew that Fang and I would be done faster than the others.
We walked into the teen boy's section first, where Fang grabbed three pairs of, suprise, jeans, three black shirts and a pack of black boxers. We then went to the girl's section, where I grabbed a few pairs of jeans, a few graphic tee's, a pack of underwear, and a couple of bra's. All of that took about an hour, meaning we had three and a half hours till we had to meet the others.
"Well, Beautiful, what do you want to do? We have three and a half hours 'till we need to be at the food court." I blushed at him calling me beautiful.
"I don't know. We could go ahead and go to the food court. We could kill time there. Or we could go for a short fly. We could have some alone time for once. You know, away from the kids." Fang's face seemed to light up from the suggestion.
"I love the idea of going flying. I saw this place on the way that would be perfect to spend some time together. And it's secluded, so no unwanted humans stumbling upon us. Super perfect place." Ok, well that settles that. I nodded in agreement, and Fang flashed on of his rare smiles that causes my heart to skip a beat.
I love this boy so much. I never thought it was possible to love someone as much as I love Fang. I thought to myself. If all of the world could love as much as I love Fang, this world would be such a better place.
I told Angel through my thoughts that Fang and I were leaving and not to worry when she didn't hear our thoughts. Fang led me to the exit, clutching my hand like it was a life perserver. We moved around to the back of the mall and took off. I had no clue where we were going, so I told Fang to lead the way.
A few short minutes later and we came to the most beautiful place I had ever seen. It was breath taking. Why I didn't see this when Fang did, I have no idea. It was a small medow, with a small lake on the far edge, surrounded by tall spruce trees and pine trees and cedar trees and underneath the trees were the most beautiful ferns in the world (in my opinion). Most of them were green, but dotted in and out of the green ferns, were the rare red ferns. It was amazing.
Closer to us, there was a small hill, just large enough to be a hill, but just small enough to look like a gental roll in the grass. We landed on the hill and I gasped. To one side of the hill was laid a picnic blanket, held down by four large stones. Each stone was a different color. One was a typical grey rock. The one to the right of that was a light blue, a color I have never seen on a rock. The one next to that was a white one with black vein looking things in it. (A/N: for those of you who don't know, its marble.) The last one was the most magnificent.
It was multi-colored, with blue, dark and light purple, red, and some burnt orange. It was beautiful. I seem to be saying beautiful a lot lately.
Sitting on the picnic blanket was a large picnic basket, big enough to hold food for a family of five. There was also two champaine glasses sitting proped up against the basket.
Fang watched me as I took it all in. I had a feeling that he didn't have to do with ALL of this, just MOST of it, especially how great the food smelled considering Fang isn't the greatest cook in the world. When I turned back to him, my jaw still hadn't risen from the lowest spot it has ever been in.
"Wow, Fang. This is amazing. When did you find this place? It's wonderful." I managed to get out after a few moments of silence.
"Well, I found it when I was out flying one day and decided to go to town to do some research. This is actually where I wrote your song." Wow, so not only was this place beautiful, but inspiring to Fang. I instantly dubbed this medow my new favorite place.
We sat down our bags and walked over to the blanket. Fang got the food out of the basket as I sat down, ready to enjoy the next few hours of alone time with the most amazing guy in the world.
