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Ok, so this i my favourite chapter. By far. Oh... no... wait there is a chapter when Max... yeah this is the second best chapter. It is certainly the longest.

Topic of the Chapter. I have this friend who has te worst sense of fashion. In the universe. I'm thinking for her 18th i should take her to the hairdressers and get her a full hair redo. Highlights, hair thinner, straitened. The whole shabang. Is that a good idea? Or am i just wasting my time.

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Heart of Diamond

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It Takes Six To Save The World...

Chapter 10: Ariel

Max POV

"Let me get this straight," Jeff said the next Monday. "Firstly, you surrendered the prank war, which I CLEARLY remember on Friday you saying that you would never give you? You? And secondly, now you are friends with Nick?"

I slammed my locker shut and turned around poking a finger in Jeff's chest. "Look Jeff. His actually an alright guy, ok?"

Jeff shrugged. I turned to lock up my locker, but it seemed he wasn't finished. "So what made you surrender?"

I sighed. I wondered If Jeff would believe me about a moving picture or the magical moment at the golf course. Doubt it. "I walked into his room."

I began to walk to my next class. People moved out of my way. I seemed to have built up a reputation. People seem to stare at me as I walk past. I have no idea what type of rumours are going around, but I swear if I hear one more person ask me what it's like being Nick's brother, I'll shove them in a locker.

Jeff ran to catch up to me. "You walked into his room? You just walked into his room and surrendered? Did you see him holding up a sign saying he surrendered too? And then break out into a massive make out session. Oh, Nick! I forgive you! You're my BEST friend!"

I glared at him as he made a horrible interpretation of my voice. "For your information. Nick is my brother. I don't 'make out' with my brother."

Jeff either didn't hear me or didn't care. "Last week, he was your enemy and now, after walking into his room (Jeff used his fingers to emphasise finger quotation marks), you're his friend. Or boyfriend. Do you realise how insane that sounds?"

I stopped and faced him. "Look Jeff. I was wrong about Nick. His actually really nice once you get to know him. And his not my boyfriend."

Jeff rolled his eyes. "You're insane."

I shrugged and readjusted my books on my hip. "Maybe I am."

I paused. My mind drifted to something Nick had said to me. "Someone once told me that people might not be what you think they are."

Jeff frowned. He seemed deep in thought, before a smile stretched across his face. "That someone was far from wrong."

French went by in a breeze and Maths was even better. Especially after Nick helped me out yesterday. Of course, we studied in my room. I wasn't ever going to step in Nick's room again.

Lisa gave me the bird when I looked at her. I just rolled my eyes. Great, I was going to get hell from her today.

I pulled out my note book and picked up my pen. My mind drifted to the moving picture. I had extracted it from under my pillow last two nights. It seemed each time I looked at the picture, the flashes grew closer together until it now looked like a film clip. I began to smell ash and the screams of the children became clearer. It was if I was living in a memory.

"Are you drawing angels?" A dark headed girl whispered next to me.

I snapped my gaze at her and then down at my not book. Sure enough, the page was covered in pictures of me with wings. I snapped my book shut and ignored the snickering girl beside me.

"Your Max right?" The girl asked. "Nick's sister."

"Yes," I forced through my teeth.

"Oh my god. You must like have dinner with him and everything. Every night! And see him every morning. What does he wear to bed? I bet he wears no top..."

I tuned out, desperately wanting to smack my head against the wall.

Chemistry came and once again Jeff was bagging me out about how I had suddenly become friends with Nick. I just ignored him.

Naturally.

I walked back to my locker alone. I began to pile my books into my locker. Once again I was approached by another hopeful bimbo looking to see if I was the matchmaker for her and Nick. Too bad. I might have 'accidentally' tripped her as she stormed off. I marched right past her to the canteen, ignoring her so called 'insulting' words.

Cheerleaders.

It was strange.

I saw Sam in the Canteen from the first time. He was sitting with the popular kids in what looked like our year. Chatting, laughing. He looked like the leader type.

He looked up and scanned the Canteen as if he felt my gaze. When he saw me, he smiled and gave a small wave that only noticed. I rolled my eyes but gave him a small smile back.

He gave a silent chuckle, before one his mates caught his attention again.

I wasn't sure about Sam. Maybe I was being too stereotypical. He seemed ok when he was around me. He seemed fine when he talked to me. In fact he seemed fine even looking at him sitting with the popular.

I probably was being a little stereotypical.

I was quick to get my lunch (Two Chicken and salad rolls, two chocolate bars, one large chocolate milk) and exit the canteen. How I managed to get in and out without stumbling across Dan or Lisa I don't know. It might just be my lucky day.

I met up with Jeff on the way to the giant tree. He grinned.

"Check this out," Jeff said producing a CAS calculator.

He passed it to me and I examined it with a flick of my eyes. "Bomb."

Jeff grin grew bigger. "Nope. Try a 100% free internet Calculator."

"You're kidding," I said staring at him. Sam. Gone. Crazy Friend. Here.

Jeff shook his head. "No way. And that's not even the best of it. I changed the screen so it is actually colour and has the smallest pixels possible. It has Telstra 3G and… Oh, it has Mario Kart."

I gave him a weird look. Why on earth am I friends with an evil crazy CIA gadget inventor? "I thought you were making a bomb from the Calculator?"

Jeff shrugged. "I was, but when I found an old IPhone, I just had to make one. And come on. How could I resist?"

I rolled my eyes and began to climb up the tree. Nick was already there. The past couple of times Nick hadn't been in the tree. This was unusual.

I frowned when I saw him. "What are you doing here?"

Nick shrugged and bit into his hotdog. "This is the only place I know where girls are too afraid to go."

I narrowed my eyes. "Sexist."

Nick chuckled. "A hello would be nice."

I sighed as I settled myself onto the thick branch. I closed my eyes. "Hi."

I could almost feel Nick smile. "Hi."

I smirked slightly.

"Oh, hey Nick," Jeff said. I opened my eyes slightly. What was he going to do now?

"So I heard you SURENDERED to each other when she walked into your bedroom."

He added the cheesy grin.

And the waggling eyebrows.

Jeff, you're dead.

I slapped my hands to my head. I felt my cheeks heat up. Oh god. I could imagine Nick going mad now. The picture of his face full of hatred filled the back of my eyes again. My heart shrivelled again...

"I guess," Nick said.

I was shocked. He didn't sound angry. In fact he sounded sort of sad. Guilty, regretful, sorry... forgiving.

I peeled my hands away from my eyes.

Nick was looking at me.

I stared back at him. His face held the same strange expression it had on Saturday. Caring, kindness, forgiveness...

"Have you guys stopped googly eyeing at each other? Or am I going to have to put you at opposite ends of the tree before you break out into a make out session," Jeff asked casually.

He did not just say that.

I slapped him. Hard.

"OOOOWWWW!" He screamed.

"We were not 'googly eyeing'!" but I burst out laughing. "Jeff, you scream like a girl."

Nick coughed. "And you called me sexist?"

I glared at him. "Yes. I can say Jeff screams like a girl when he is one."

"Hey!"

Nick took another bite out of his hot dog nodding. "Ok, yes I have to agree with you there."

Jeff glared at the two of us. "What day is it today? Gang up on Jeff day?"

"Yep," Nick and I said together without hesitation, before we both burst out laughing.

It felt good to have Nick as a friend. Ok, yes, I admit, I'm starting to warm to him.

But he's my brother.

Nick and I walked to class together. There was comfortable silence between us. Once again, we had people stare at us and whisper. Oh great, there goes another rumour about Nick and I. What did we do this time?

We got to English and moved to sit at our separate tables. Sam was already there, glancing through To Kill A Mockingbird. He glanced up and smiled.

"Hey," He said casually.

I sighed. "Hey. What's Mr. Parks got for us today?"

Sam shrugged. "Apparently, we're watching some important themes in the Mockingbird movie."

I frowned as I pulled my book out from under my pencil case. "The one with Gregory Peck?"

Sam nodded. I flipped through the book and double checked I did my homework right.

Mr. Parks explained today's lesson. Like Sam said, we were looking at different scenes in the movie and comparing it to the book. We were watching the whole movie tomorrow.

We looked at the scene where Atticus explains to the kids about how it's a sin to kill a mockingbird. The scene where Jeb finds his trousers folded neatly. Then finally the scenes where Bob Ewell attacks the kids.

I wasn't really paying attention. I was staring at the roof, thinking of what would happen if I jumped up and spread my wings shouting "I'M THE ANGEL OF DEATH! YOU WILL ALL DIE!".

I'm guessing swat teams, Men in black, FBI, those X-files peoples…

Bob Ewell suddenly sprung out and I jumped in shock.

Ok, Ok, the whole class jumped. Mr. Parks obviously forgot to turn down the volume. I mean, I have sensitive ears and quick loud noises didn't work well for me.

Of course, as I jumped, I graved Sam's hand.

I didn't notice, until Mr. Parks turned the lights back on and began to explain to the class about the scene. Sam coughed.

I looked at him, but he had a smirk on his face. He nodded his head down to my hand. I looked at it and blushed, letting go.

"I... um... sorry," I mumbled pathetically.

Sam chuckled quietly. "That's fine. Though, I didn't realise you're scared of black and white movies."

I slapped him on the arm lightly, unable to hold my blush back. Sam still chuckled. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

I didn't answer. Sam sighed. "I'm sorry Max, I really am. I didn't mean..."

"Shut up Sam, I forgive you already," I said rolling my eyes still looking at Mr. Parks.

I suddenly felt Sam's breath in my ear. I didn't flinch. I could smell mint gum exhaling from his mouth.

"Next time, you just have to ask," He whispered softly.

He pulled away. His voice was soft, but unlike Nick's, Sam also had a husky tone to his voice.

Oh god. What in god's name is wrong with me? I was comparing voices. Am I insane?

Nick's voice was nicer.

Shut up Max. Just shut up now.

Sam and I were silent through the rest of class. Thankfully, it was only 10 minutes. I said a quick good bye to Sam and was trying not to run out the door.

Nick caught me though. He ran to catch up with me. "Hey, what did Sam say to you?"

I gave him a look. "Nothing," I lied. Nick doesn't need to know he won my secret voice completion.

Nick raised an eyebrow. "Sure. Then why did you run out the door?"

I opened my mouth and closed it again before glaring at him. "Why do you care anyway?"

It was Nick's turn to stumble on the answer. "Well... you are my sister. It's it a brothers job to pick who's good for you?"

Oh… no… I don't think so.

I stopped in my tracks and poked a finger in Nick's chest. "Ok. Let's get one thing straight. No, make that two. Firstly, you're not picking who my friends are, or boyfriends... whatever. I'm well and truly old enough to know who is 'good for me'," I used the finger quotations.

Nick opened his mouth, but I slammed my hand on it. "Secondly, it's a brother's job to accept that their sister can make the right choices and to stop being to dam protective. Got it?"

Nick peeled my hand off his mouth. "He's not good enough for you."

I throw my hands in the air. "Did you just listen to a word I said?"

Nick smirked. "Yes... it went through one ear and out the other."

"You're ridiculous," I said continuing to walk down the hall.

Nick caught up to me once again. "No. I'm just being realistic and honest. What's wrong with that?"

Once again I stopped in my tracks to face him. "What's wrong is that you're being so dam protective and annoying."

"It's that what brothers are meant to do?"

"Don't make me punch you."

"Oh, are we having a cat fight now?"

Ok. I was very close to pounding that little smirk off Nicky's face. Thankfully, Jeff came to my rescue. Well, more Nick's rescue.

"Alright, kiddies," Jeff said putting an arm around both our shoulders. "Before we turn the hall way into a battle field, let's get to class."

I grounded my teeth together.

I felt Nick's gaze all through lit class. Through when I turned to look at him, he was always looking away. I glared at my desk. Jeff leaned to me.

"Have you guys made out yet?" Jeff whispered.

I jabbed him with my pencil. Jeff made a silent OW! I glared at him.

"Why in god's name do you keep thinking that Nick and I are together? Are you insane? Or just completely blind?" I asked furiously.

Jeff coughed. "I think you're the one who's blind."

No matter how much I tried, I could not get out of him what he meant. Puzzled, I stared at my desk.

Blind? How was I blind? What couldn't I see?

I would have probably been horrified if Jeff had actually told me what I couldn't see. Actually, looking back, I have no idea why I couldn't see. I was defiantly blind.

I changed for PE. Dam, I need chocolate. Chocolate solves everything and I was hungry once again. Maybe I could un pick some fat guys locker in hope to find treasured chocolate. Mmm...

I changed quickly, but as I made my way to the exit, I was once again blocked by… Wait! Have a guess.

CORRECT!

My favourite Bimbo Trio.

The change room became almost silent in a matter of seconds. The tension was building.

"What game are you playing?" B1 sneered. Get it? Bimbo 1?... Never mind.

"Um... I think where doing basketball today," I said simply.

Lisa narrowed her eyes. "Look, bitch, I don't know what you're playing at, but you have no right to be hanging out with Nick. His way out of your league."

I coughed. What on earth was this girl on about? "Nick's my brother. Bbbrrroootttthhheeerrr. Can you get that in your thick head? Or do I have to spell it out for you?"

Lisa held her posture. "A freak like you should be hanging out with the Emo's. That's the highest you status rating goes."

A couple of girls watching laughed and snickered. Ok, enough playing around. Time to shut this slut down.

I stepped towards her. "Status? What on earth does that have to do with anything? Nick is my brother. Not my boyfriend, like every other single person says he is. I have to 'hang out with him' because I kind of live with him. And if you're going to talk about league... I like to see you try and see if he'll even make a conversation with you."

Lisa's furious expression faded into a cheesy Botox lip smile. "Ok. If I get Nick to date me, you have to take everything you said back."

For some unknown reason, that made me angry. I wasn't sure whether it was her creepy smile or the thought of her dating Nick. I wanted to punch her. I wanted to tell her to leave Nick and me alone.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a bucket of detergent water. I guessed it was for the cleaners, but I had better use for it now.

I graved the bucket and before she could even say anything, I shoved the bucket upside down on her head. The water drenched her instantly.

A couple of the girls behind me gasped. I smiled as Lisa manicured nails dug into her palms. "Good luck with that, Ariel. Oh, no sorry, you seem more like an Ursula to me."

Lisa screamed and ripped the bucket off her head, sending it flying across the room. Her bright red dead straight hair had sprung up into wet curls. Her heavy mascara and eyeliner ran down her face and the foundation was dripping onto her sports t-shirt.

The girls around her burst out laughing. She gave me a furious look, her eyes screaming with rage. She lunged at me, but slipped on the wet floor and landed on her stomach.

I shook my head and left the room. The girl's hideous laughter and Lisa's screaming echoed in the hall way, but cut off when I entered the gym.

I spotted Jeff and walked over to him. He frowned at me. "Am I missing something?"

I couldn't contain myself any more, I burst out laughing. Jeff was giving me strange looks, but I just shook my head unable to talk.

"Something going on?"

I stopped laughing and spun around. There stood Nick with a confused expression on his face.

Oh crap. Nick was going to kill me. Literally, kill me. I was soooo dead when he found out.

"Nothing," I said quickly. Jeff coughed behind me, but I punched him in the gut. Lightly... ish.

"Ow!" Jeff cried.

I dramatically turned around to face him. "Oh, are you ok Jeff?" I asked, making my voice sickly sweet.

Jeff just glared at me.

The Teacher walked in the same time Lisa stormed in with her poodle followers. The boys saw her and laughed. Nick looked at Lisa's soaked form and then at me. Realisation hit him.

"Max...?"

"MAX!" Lisa screamed. She stormed over to me. "YOU FUCKING..."

"LISA PORTABELLO!" the teacher screamed marching over to us. "LANGUAGE!"

Lisa faced the teacher, steam spurting from her ears. I almost thought that she was going to attacked him.

Jeff nudged me. "You're a genius Max." The Teacher's eyes flickered to Jeff and back to Lisa.

"Mr. Cheatly," The slut said. She pointed to me. "That BITCH thought it would be funny to pour buckets of water onto me and humiliate me."

I snickered. Me, me, me, me...

"Look what's she's done?" Lisa wailed. "DO YOU REALISE HOW MUCH THIS COULD RUIN MY REPUTATION?"

Jeff and I burst out laughing along with every other boy in the gym. Even Nick managed a smile.

"Lisa Portobello," the Teacher said calmly. "I want you to get a towel and sit down on the benches immediately. And you will remain quiet otherwise I will be sending a letter home to your parents about using inappropriate language in school."

Lisa looked at me with pure hatred. Almost like the look Nick had given me when I walked into his room. But unlike Nick, I had no reason to fear Lisa.

Lisa pouted and looked at Nick with a pleading expression. "Niiiicccckkkkkyyyy, why are you with your sister when she's being a bitch?"

Nick's face paled as he looked around the room for an exit. "Ahh..."

Jeff snickered madly.

Lisa gave a so called 'sexy' look stroking her hand down Nick's chest. "Come sit with me on the bench."

My hand curled up by my side, a growl rippling through my throat. I desperately wanted to punch her makeup masked face and tell her to stay away from my brother...

Jeff gripped my arm. When I looked at him, I saw a warning look on his face, but also a knowing look.

"Lisa," Mr Cheatly said walking up. "Can you please head to the change room this instant."

I relaxed and exhaled. She gave one last look to Nick before she spun on her heels and marched towards the exit. Four girls scampered to catch up with her. Two of them were holding towels.

Puppies. Seriously.

Nick caught my eye. Ah Crapola. He wasn't happy. "Max."

"What?" I said defensively.

"ENOUGH!" Mr. Cheatly screamed. "YOU! (He pointed to me) YOU! (He pointed to Nick?) AND YOU! (Jeff?). PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE NOW!"

"Me?" Jeff squealed. "What did I do?"

"PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE!"

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