Me: Hey guys! It's me, Fanged! Just checking in, and delivering the new chapter! And Jasmine is here to help me introduce it! Say hi, Jasmine!

J: Hi!

Everyone else: Hi!

Okay, so here it is. Enjoy it! Also, P.S., I've been trying to write longer chapters, but so far, chapter two has been the longest. So forgive me, I'm trying my best!

"You used to what?" I asked. This was the biggest news I've heard all day.

"I used to date Sam. He was a total douche." She said, looking like this was everyday stuff, like she was bored or something.

"What?" Was all I could say. Nudge and Ella were silent, which was a bad sign. It's like all the birds stop chirping right before a storm hits. A big storm. Jasmine sighed.

"Do I really have to repeat it all again?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Explain." I told her. She nodded and started on her history with Sam.

"Well, a few months ago, Sam saw me at a restaurant with my friends. As I got up to go to the bathroom, he followed and waited outside of the door, then when I emerged, he 'accidentally' bumped into me, and we started talking. He slipped me his number, and then I called him. We went out on our first date not two days later. He was a gentleman for the first few dates. And then I began to see a change. He would snap at me repeatedly, or verbally beat me down. Then, I found out I had gained a few pounds, and I vented to him. I told him that I felt fat and unlovable, hoping he would get nicer and, like, hug me and tell me it was alright or something. Then, he dropped me, like that. Turned out all he wanted was some little tiny thing that would look good on his shoulder."

"And he just…dumped you? Just cause of that?" Ella asked. She had little tears in her eyes. Jeez, they must've been really good friends, these girls.

"Yup. But I was glad. I mean, I don't want him for a boyfriend if he dumps me for gaining a few pounds. That, my friends, is what I call a dud. He is not for me. That's all."

"Still, Jasmine, that's horrible."

"Yeah, it's okay now, though. I'm over him. But, I'm still warning you against going out with him, Max."

"I know." I told her. But I was not going to ruin my first date over something like this. I mean, what if it's a totally different Sam. Or maybe she's just making this up. Or what if he's changed? Well, either way, I was going out tonight.

"Alright, well, I gotta go. But it was awesome meeting up with you guys again! And you, Max! You seem really awesome. But, Dylan is waiting for me in the next store over. Plus, we have to stop by Hottopic after this. So, I'll see you!" She said, hugging everyone again, including me.

"Bye," we all chorused as she headed out the door. She looked back at us, smiled, waved and then disappeared.

"I can't believe we finally got to see her again! That girl is wicked awesome. I miss her so much…" Nudge sighed, looking to us.

"Yeah, and I can't believe that crud ball! That's so like a dude, to be so shallow!" Ella wailed. Nudge and I nodded our heads.

"Most guys are like that, yes. But, Dylan sounds nice." I said. They smiled.

"Yeah, I guess he is. I mean, if Jasmine really likes him, then he must be a great guy." Nudge said, still smiling to herself.

"He better be! She deserves only the best. I would recommend Fang, but that would be just to weird. I mean, they've known each other for years." Ella said, immediately waving the thought away. Nudge and I instantly agreed. That would be weird.

"Yes, but when is Fang going to find someone? I mean he's a great guy, and he must be lonely." I said. Nudge and Ella stopped dead in their tracks, looking at each other.

"What?"

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My date with Sam. That's all I could possibly think about. My date with Sam. He would be here in…I checked the clock. 10 minutes. Nudge and Ella were satisfied with the way I looked. This time, they tried a different style. Sweet and cute. I thought it was a little more appropriate, but the way Nudge dressed me, not by much.

I wore this gorgeous dress that was black, strapless, and came down to just above my knees. It had an intricate design below the chest area, where it buttoned in the back. It looked like a crown around my waist. It was beautiful. My hair cascaded down my back in luxurious waves. They gave me a handbag that I kept a tampon, a pen, my phone and some money in.

My make-up was eyeliner, mascara, white eye shadow, and white eye gel. They also plucked the heck out of my eyes. They put on a little blush and some concealer over the shadows beneath my eyes. They gave me some Belladonna lip gloss that made my lips look sparkly.

"You look great, honey. Don't be so worried. And quit biting you're lip!" Nudge said.

"I think it's cute when people bite their lips." Ella said. "It shows a bit of personality. It makes them seem like they are human, too. Like they make mistakes and worry about them, too. You know?"

"Um, no, I don't know, Ella." Nudge said. I laughed and Ella's shoulders slumped.

"Yeah, I know." Ella said. We all laughed again.

I walked in front of the mirror again and checked out my slim figure. I was strapped in small heels that made my feet look dainty. My dress made me look tiny and feminine and delicate. I felt pretty. I smiled and instantly, my whole face lit up.

"You know, Max. You really are pretty." Nudge said from the other room. She was watching me.

"Thanks Nudge." I said.

"Well, it's true!" She muttered, looking away. I grinned at her, flipping my tongue out. She turned her head and caught me.

"Hey!" She said. "Very mature, Max." She told me.

"Like your any better!" I told her. She narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, that's it!" She said getting off the beanbag chair. Ella's head snapped up, and she grinned.

"What are you going to do, Miss Priss?" I asked. She was at least a head smaller than me, especially with these stiletto's on.

"I'm going to do this!" She said, flipping the bird.

"Oh, wow! I'm so hurt!" I said, smirking. Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared. Ella hopped up and tried to squeeze in between us. She tried to push us away from each other, though it didn't really work. Luckily, a doorbell ringing stopped us.

I ran-well, tripped-down the stairs while Nudge and Ella peered down at us through the bars at the top of the stairs like the little five-year-olds they were.

"Hello!" I said, opening the door to a well-groomed Sam. He still hadn't shaved though. And boy did he look delicious.

"Hi." He lulled. Melodious. That was the word for his voice. It was a lullaby that circled around and around in my head, refusing to let go.

"So, shall we be off?" He asked after a few minutes of us just staring at each other.

"Um, yeah. Sure. Bye!" I yelled to who ever was in the house listening. Then he and I got into his car and drove off to my surprise dinner.

Okay, stopping here. This was basically just a filler. The next chapter will probably be some drama, but I'm just winging it, so there is no way to tell for sure. This is what you get out of me being bored…a story where even the author doesn't know what happens next!