Hello! I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a long time. I've been working on a new story called "He Is NOT My Brother." Its taking up a lot of my time. But I have not giving up on this one. So don't worry. I'll try to make the next update a lot quicker. Anyways enjoy! And review!
Eight: The Abnormal Bet:
The three girls joined the party fast enough. Nudge, Ella and Angel flew in the locker room with their eyes wide as disks. Nudge's hands flew to her mouth while she watched Iggy and Gassy roll about the floor, transfixed.
"Come on Gazzy! Show him who's the man!" Angel yelled pumping her small fist in the air and cheering for her brother.
I looked at her in disbelieve. "Angel…?" I asked.
Such a sweet girl sure seemed like she could be a wrestling fan at heart. And she had a potty mouth along with that. I guess you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. And Angel seemed to be proof of that tiny tidbit saying that people say but never abide to. I smirked and slid a side long glance over at Fang. He was supporting his own smirk too.
"Iggy get off of him! Right now!" Nudge yelled then angry. "You're going to hurt him!"
And why would Nudge care…?
Ella kind of glared at Nudge, before saying "Gazzy leave my b- uhm… friend alone!"
Oh man this was turning out to be some show I thought amused. I kind of shimmed my way towards Fang so I was closer to him. "How very romantic." I said to him.
Our locker room was the hot spot where I had asked Fang to go to the school dance with me, after he told me he wanted me to ask him, and then Iggy and Gazzy burst into the scene just to put on a fighting show on the floor for us. Very romantic indeed.
His eyes sparkled with amusement. "Yes. I would say," he then blew out a breath. "I guess I should break this up."
"Nah." I said.
He looked questionably at me. I just nudge my head over at the fighting where Nudge was pulling up her sleeves, a look of murder stamped on her pretty face. I think she was going to be the one to break this up. She always been a tough kid.
"That's it!" she yelled before she dived right in.
We all watched as Nudge pushed Gazzy away to be safe I assumed. She then grabbed Iggy in a chock hold, hanging off him like a monkey would a tree. We all laughed as Iggy spun in wide circles trying to shake Nudge off.
"Nudge let go!" Iggy yelled, the sound muffled.
"No!" She yelled. "I'll show you to never touch Gazzy. He might idolize you, but I don't!"
"My god someone help me!" Iggy yelled desperate.
I laughed. "Ella, your man is getting a smack down by a girl."
Ella growled at me before swiftly switching her gaze back to the abnormal fighting couple. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth. It was pretty funny. Ella's new boy friend was fighting with Ella's best friend.
Hm... Should I cheer for Nudge… or Iggy then?
Ha, who am I kidding?
"Come on Nudge beat his skinny ass!" I yelled gleefully.
"Max." Fang purred next to me. "Nudge really?"
Fangs purring voice transmitted throughout my whole body, accelerating my heart into overdrive. Damn how does he do it? I cleared my throat before saying, "Uh, yeah of course. Girl power and all that jazz."
He hummed thoughtfully, before yelling. "Go Iggy!"
My eyes widen. I slapped my hand against his shaking chest. "How could you!"
"Boy power and all that jazz." He said repeating my earlier words.
Such a smart ass.
I glared at him. "Nudge is going to win." I said glaring at Fang blocking out the ongoing fight for a second.
"Okay, lets bet on it then." Fang spoke sinfully.
"Bet?" I asked cocking my head to the side. The idea sounding appealing to me. It was the evil side of me speaking.
He grinned a bit. "Yes. If Nudge wins then…" He trialed off.
"Then you have to wear a pink shirt to school the next school day." I cut in.
He winced slight but said. "Fine. But if Iggy wins then you have to wear a dress to the school dance. Because we both no you would of done otherwise."
I paled. I wanted to go to the dance with him, but I was still going to wear a pair of jeans and a t-shirt… a nice t-shit. Needless to say Fang had other planes I suppose. Why did he even want to see me in a dress anyways? I would feel so naked.
Then I blinked as I thought about something else. He knew me so well already. I just met him today. We've been going to the same school for a while. But still I never talked to him until today. How is that possible?
I kind of like it though.
"No faith in Nudge I suppose?" He asked then, smirking.
I groaned. "Fine, It's a deal." I said against my better judgment. "But no heels." I said quickly.
Fang nodded slowly. "A girl wearing a dress pairing it off with Converse. That's hot."
I smirked. "Alright. Then let the better man win." I stretched out my hand for him to shake it. He clasped his bigger one in mine, giving me a firm shake.
Nudge better win.
She lost.
Only because Nudge is such a girl. The fact in its self was what lost me that bet, gosh darn it. As Iggy and Nudge fought Iggy smartly turned the tables. It was such a close call too. Iggy ended up turned her around and pined her down on the floor, once he got lose of her. He grinned as he looked down at her.
"Sorry." He had said.
She looked confused until she saw him move one hand close to her hair. Then she struggled. "No! Not the hair!"
"Yes, the hair." He laughed.
With his fingertips he mussed up her hair. Nudge squirming like a worm on the floor, dark face flush. "Okay you win! You win! Just leave my poor hair alone!"
He laughed as he jumped up cheering.
I was not cheering.
Because I had to wear a dress.
Sooo… what do you think! Please review and let me know. Thank you!
