Okay so the contest was an epic fail... But whatever. If you still want a character of your own to appear in the chapter, tell me. I might just be a nice person :3


Dylan. I knew that name. The boy was in my grade.

"Oh so your the officer?" He said cocking an eyebrow and looking at me, "You can strip check me, if you'd like.." He winked.

SMACK

"Max! Stop harming my boyfriends!"

"Stop dating dickheads and this wouldn't be a problem!" I responded.

"Whats going on?" Sam asked walking up the aisle we were standing in.

I turned to him and grabbed his arm, dragging him out, "We were just leaving."

"What- But the fun just got here." Said Dylan motioning to himself.

"Next you'll be saying that your a perfectly nice guy."

He cocked an eyebrow at me, "Oh but I am."

I stomped out dragging Sam behind me.

"Oh you guys are leaving?" Nudge said.

"Well fare thee well!" Iggy called.

"Don't worry!" Gazzy called next, "I'll make sure they don't make out too much!"

"GAZZY!" They screamed in unison.

I ran into Sam's car and climbed in.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sam asked, mimicking my mom's voice.

"Nope."

"Do you need me to beat Dylan's scrawny self to pieces?" He said in his own voice. Ah, that's the Sam I know.

"Yup."

"Can you give me more then a brief response?" He asked.

"Nope."

"Is it just your time of the month?"

"Wha- Sam! You can't just ask people if its their time of the month!" I yelled.

"Oh... Did Mother Nature come and piss you off?"

"Yeah, her names Sam!" I said sticking my tongue out at him.

"I'm giving you your monthly package, Max." He said in a high pitch voice.

"Oh, shut up, its not even!" I said shoving him.

"Then why so grumpy, missy?" He asked.

"Because... Because... My sister was making out with a guy I hate." I muttered.

"You didn't even know him until today!" Sam responded.

"Well now I do. And now I do."

"Lets just go get some hot chocolate and you can take a hot bath afterwards."

I leaned over and kissed him.

"You know me so well." I whispered and he drove us to the neighboring Starbucks. We quickly ordered and drove to my home. We sat at the kitchen table finishing our drinks.

"You go take that bath and I'll watch T.V. and wait for you." He smiled at me. I nodded and walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I turned on the bath and stripped down to nothing. I stepped into the bath and lied down, waiting for water to fill all the way up. It was so relaxing, when I heard a knock on the door.

"Is it okay if I wait in your room for the time being, I don't want to intrude by lying out on the couch."

"So you'll intrude on my couch?" I called back.

"Pretty much!" I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"I'll be out in a bit."

I finished relaxing then hopped out, looking around for a towel. There was none. I looked around for my clothes I had on before but I remembered I had dropped them in the toilet.

"Shit. Shit. Shit."

"Okay, I'm fine, I'll just call for someone to come help..." I muttered.

I walked over to the door and knocked on it.

"Yesss?" Called Sam, who had been walking past the door.

"Can you get me some clothes from my closet?" I asked.

"Does it matter what I get you?" He asked, in a sly voice.

"Yes, you pervert. Get me normal clothing."

"Kay." He muttered, sighing.

I heard rustling then he slid the clothes under the crack in the door.

"Thank you!" I responded and dressed. Luckily, the one thing I hadn't dropped in the toilet were my under garments.

"So is that all you needed?" He asked, as I was brushing my hair.

"I'll be out in a minute." I called then looked at what he brought me. A v-neck tank top and shorts. Its winter. That ass.

I stepped out.

"Your still a pervert," I said shoving him. Then I ran in my room and shut and locked the door before he could say anything.

He knocked on the door, "Don't change in there!"

"Why?" I said, still facing the door.

"Cause." Came a voice behind me.

"HOLY SHIT!" I yelled, "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE IGGY!" I said shoving him out the door to Sam and slamming the door again. I locked it this time then quickly undressed and threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt. I didn't want to change shirts out of pure laziness.

"I'm here too." I heard another voice behind me.

"REALLY? HOLY SHIT FANG, HOW'D YOU GET IN MY ROOM TOO?!"

"FANG?!" Iggy and Sam yelled from behind the door. All of a sudden there was a loud BANG and my door slammed open.

"Dude, what're you doing here?" Iggy asked.

"Well I-.." Fang began, I could see in his eyes there was something he needed to say to me. Something secretive.

"Leaving..." Sam muttered. "He was leaving."

"Well no I was-" Fang began.

"Gone. Out. Now!"

"Shut up!" Fang yelled.

"For once... Just... Stop torturing me!" Fang yelled.

I could see it in his eyes. He did, he truly did love me. But how could I love him back after all the things he's done.

His eyes asked the question, I could see it, Did you ever love this fool?

I nodded, so subtly, so stiffly, that no one could notice. But he noticed. And he looked so pleadingly at me. Just wanting to know if I still did.

I couldn't nod. I couldn't move. But I could tell something, I was silently hyperventilating. I tried to stop my quick breaths but it just got more and more faster.

"Well then, I guess I'll be off..." Fang muttered. He was about to jump out my window when I collapsed.

"MAX!" He yelled. And everything went black.


Wow. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever. School work. Anyone else not exactly fond of Algebra?