"Nudgee shut uppp!" I groaned from the backseat of the car. There's a reason I didnt sit in the front with her. She has been talking for more than an hour, rambling on and on about random things. The first thing I heard her say was something about One Direction being sexy and now we're in the subject of politics. Honestly I dont give a rainbow unicorns shit about politics. Whoever wins, wins. Stop whining and deal with it.

"Sorry Max, I'm just nervous because we're almost there and I don't know how my dad is going to be this weekend. What if he doesn't wanna see me? What if he gets
mad that I brought you? Oh god I should have asked! I'm so stupid!" Nudge said, nervously biting her lip while gripping the wheel so tight her naturally tanned hands turned paper white.

"What do you mean you SHOULD HAVE asked?" I all but screamed, "I thought you DID ask! Oh.. Nudge.. WHYYY?" I asked, kind of worried too. Her dad was strict most of the time. Whenever I came over he would always make sure my shoes and socks stayed off the white carpet and he always put me and Nudge to work doing chores. He said that if she wanted me over I needed to do something helpful too.

"You know I have a bad memory! I didnt remember because I got distracted by homework and school. You know I have a C in science? Yeah, I do. It sucks." She told me this like it was the most horrible grade in the World.I have a D in there.

"Maybe we could get a hotel instead of staying with your dad? I don't want to do chores anyway." I told her, smirking. It was true. I hate chores, I'm too lazy for them.

She rolled her eyes and pulled into the drive-way of her dads house. "Nah I want to see my daddy."

"Fine."

Nudge took the key out of the ignition and I got out of the car.
"Well, here we go…" I said, stepping onto the porch with Nudge. The house was huge, as you can probably imagine. Her dad is rich, after all. It was as big as a normal mansion would be and it was wider than two normal three story houses were. It was all purple and blue.

Nudge painted the house with her dad when she was little and when he actually cared.

I grabbed a hold of the huge door knocker and banged it loudly about 10 times. What can I say? I'm impatient.

Needless to say, her dad was P.I.S.S.E.D. But I didn't feel bad about it. All that was running through my mind was 'Ehh, he'll get over it.'

We were currently in the living room, dusting and polishing everything we could touch. Right when we entered the house and explained why I came(Nudge's dad doesn't particularly like me...) he put us to work on cleaning and polishing and dusting EVERYTHING.

"Aaaaaa-choo!" I sneezed, trying to keep my eyes open but failing miserably. Someday, I WILL sneeze with my eyes open. It's my life goal.

"Bless you, Max!" Nudge yelled from the other side of the huge room.

"Damn allergies," I mumbled, grabbing a kleenex. "Ruin EVERYTHING.."

Once we were done cleaning the WHOLE house, I collapsed on Nudges King sized bed. It was a waterbed and it felt AMAZING after the work we'd just got finished with.

"Have I ever told you that I LOVE your bed?" I asked, stroking her soft pillow.

She smiled and said, "Max, you tell me that every time you come here." Then as an afterthought, "Even if we're no where close to here, you tell me."

I stuck out my tongue. "Whatever. It's true."

It was still only about 1:00 on Friday, and the party didn't start 'till 10:00.

"Nudge, what do you want to do?"

I don't know, anything really. I'm bored out of my mind. Ooooh! Wait, I have an idea! We could go down to the park, go get ice cream, go to the mall... I VOTE MALL!" she said, screaming the last part.

"Uhmm... We'll go to the park, and then get ice cream. No way in hell am I going to a mall." I told her, determined to stay strong if she gave me the bambi eyes.

Surprisingly, she just jumped up and exclaimed, "YAYYY SWINGS!"

She took my hand tightly and began dragging me to the park. 'Oh No...' I thought, wincing a little at her tight grip cutting off my circulation in my right hand.

"Nudge we're here, you can let go of me." I grumbled, pulling my wrist from her grip.

"Oh Sorry!" she said, truly meaning it.

"S'okay..." I said, still grumbling a bit.

Then, I saw them.

A/N: Hey y'all!

Uhm, Sorry for the late chapter. I haven't updated in a while:/
I'm sick right now and I figured I had nothing better to do. I typed this chapter up on my iPod, so if there is any spelling mistakes or something, it's because of that:)

Well, the reason I haven't been updating is firsty, I'm sick, and secondly It's almost the end of my school year. We have tests and finals coming up left and right, and I need to study, ya know? Haha so yeah:)

LOVE Y'ALL! Byeee:)

Keep Writing, Fellow Writers:)

With Love,

A.