A/N: So the truth is, I really did start this chapter the day after I posted Chappie 8. So basically I started on Sunday...I think. In truth, my schedule just kept interferring with writing this chapter so this entire week I have been just typing up bits and pieces of it when I can. I apologize if the story seems under developed or fragmented in anyway. So without further ado, I present you with this FINISHED chapter 9. Enjoy! Oh, and REVIEW.

Max POV

"Max, I'm gay."

"WHAT?!" And with that my perfect evening really and truly went down hill-literally.

Boys, here's a valuable lesson in life. If you ever and I mean EVER decide you have bad news to tell your girlfriend, don't ever ever ever EVER, not in a million years, take her on a date with an uneven surface area. Take her to some fancy restaurant or a sophisticated place where she might actually think twice before going ape-shit on you. Well, unless I'm your girlfriend then you're just better off announcing the bad news to me from the world's biggest megaphone, from another continent. I know that sounds strange, but gimme a minute to explain and you'll see just how wise this piece of advice actually is.

So keep in mind that were on the top of a hill ok? Come on people, visualize with me here! Alright, so as Ryan was leaning in to kiss me, I had unconsciously grabbed one of Nudge's designer heels in my right hand. Now why would I be grabbing something sharp and pointy like that when I was about to be kissed? Beats me, but my guess is that my involuntary reactions would've probably kicked in, without my realization, and I would've given Ryan a wonderful concussion if he had actually kissed me. Lucky boy, that one.

Anyways, when he announced to me that he-uh-had jumped over to THAT side of the fence I was flabbergasted, befuzzled, shocked, what ever word you would prefer to use, but the point was I was shocked beyond reasoning. Not...that...I had any resoning to begin with.

But he really did kinda drop the bomb there. So naturally, I kinda jerked away from him forgetting that I was at the top of a hill. If only he was whispering in my left ear, then I would've jerked towards the tree which was on my right. But nn-ooo-ooo. Mr. Ryan the bomb dispenser just had to whisper it in my right ear. As a result I jerked to my left, away from him, and kinda tumbled down to my death.

Ha. Just kidding. I really am getting over dramatic and scatter minded these days. Whew. What really happened was, yes, I really did fall down the hill. As I started...rolling (yeah, thats a good word. Sounds more..gracefull then falling) down the hill, Ryan tried to heroically save me. He reached towards my right hand (A/N: Yes people, I realize you must be getting tired of reading about rights and lefts. Well how do you think I feel? I'm the one typing it! But in my opinion I think it does help you to get an accurate depiction of what this scene must've looked like.) but instead, caught the designer heel that I was holding.

And this is where a beautiful pair of heels come to a tragic end. He was holding onto the pointy stilleto part while I was barely hanging on to the straps. Now if you do your math, (I added that phrase for more affect, seriously you math geeks out there? PUT THE CALCULATORS BACK INTO YOUR POCKETS.) you would automatically know that those straps are not gonna hold a 100 pound girl -at least that's how much I think I weigh. Hm, it's probably closer to 130 though- with the force of gravity working against her. So of course the straps well...snapped. And Iwent tumbling down the hill.

Now I don't know what kind of a view Ryan got of me from up there since I was tumbling down the hill in a dress, but I am seriously hoping he didn't get that great of a sneak preview. Now THAT could be some serious black mail material.

So you know those cartoon scenes where the character falls in a pond and comes up with a lilypad on the top of their head? Well, I perfectly fit that description. And as I rose out of the water, I looked up at the hill where I was sitting earlier to find Ryan perched up in the oak tree, howling with laughter. He was bent over from laughing so hard that I could even see the tear trails on his cheeks from where I was.

See, THIS is why you don't take a girl on a date at the top of the hill or some uneven surface and just drop the bomb on her like that. Know why? Things could get ugly. Like, Lissa ugly. Lugly. Ha, I made a funny.

So gathering as much dignity as I could muster, I marched up the hill, furious.

"Oh, Max, y-you...pffftttt...you should've s-seen the look ..ffffttt ahahahahah...on your face!" was all he could muster to say before he went into another round of histerics.

"Oh, you think this is funny do you? Well then looks like I'll just have to go and drag you out of that tree and send you tumbling down into that wonderful pond down there that tastes like algae," I growled.

"Oh, and you know what they say Ryan, sharing is caring," I decided to add.

"No no no, it's ok Max, really. I thank you for your generous offer but sadly, I must digress," he said with a charming smile. That boy was mocking me. I just tumbled down a hill and fell into an algae infested pond all because he just randomly announced that he was gay and he has the nerve to mock me?!

"Well then you better get your scrawny white ass down here and explain yourself!"

By now he knew I was getting serious so without any more of his antics, he nimbly hopped down from the tree. (A/N: I feel seriously nerdy using all these adj.'s -_-)

"Ok, so let me clear some stuff up. First off, despite my announcement, I am NOT and will never BE gay." By now I had steam coming out of my ears.

"Before you pounce, let me finish. I only said that because I thought your reaction would be freaking hilarious. And clearly," he gave me a glance over, "I was right."

I could tell from the twinkle in his eyes that he was supressing another round of laughter.

"Second, Max, I know what your plan is. Or at least, I have a rough idea of it. You and Fang are exes and you're now using me as a date to get back at him and make him jealous. However, I know for a fact that you had a history with Dylan. I didn't figure out that part on my own. He just randomly sat me down and decided to give me the his oh-so-exciting life story. Stuck up snob that one. I don't even know how I'm related to him. So basically, you're using me to get back at the both of them."

Talk about busted...maybe I can still deny it? "Um, I-I don't know what you're talk-"

"Max, don't even TRY to deny it. I KNOW what type of a person you are. You don't usually go for the , hm how do I put it, "jocky popular" guys, right? I may not act like it, but I'm honestly to obeservative for my own good at times. I choose not to talk much and act like I check myself out in my personal mirror that I seem to carry around 24/7 for two reasons: one, when people talk to me it distracts me from my observations and two, I use to mirror to actually look behind me at times. Call me weird but you never know when someone will pop up behind you with the intent to murder. Yes, I'm paranoid like that. Deal. With. It. Gurlll."

Okkkaaayyy...I'm a bit weirded out right now. Man, this guy claims that he doesn't talk but get him started and he's just like Nudge!...mixed in with a little bit of Iggy's gay persona...

"Oh, and did you really think I haven't even noticed ONCE that Fang's been giving me the stink eye these entire two weeks? I didn't need a mirror to see that. I could practically feel him piercing two holes in the back of my head with his glare, or possibly imaginitvely stabbing me in the back with a knife? Oh, or maybe with a fang! Yeah, you know? Cuz he's FANG? Get it? Eh? Eh?" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at me. I really and truly question how this guy is related to Dylan because he would fit in perfectly with Iggy...too perfectly if I might add...

"You know Ryan, on second thought, maybe you are gay," I sighed. I felt seriously tired all of a sudden. Now that he knows my plan, is he going to expose me? Wait a minute...

"So Ryan, what's your ulterior motive? And don't even TRY denying the way I did. You know my plan...almost too well, but if you knew this from the start, then why did you say yes when I asked you out? You could have just as easily exposed me then. In fact, during these two weeks you could've exposed me anytime you pleased! So that proves one thing, you need something from me or better yet, you need my help. So what is it that you need Ryan?" Now it was my turn to...wiggle my eyebrows. Awe man, Igs is really rubbing off on me...

"Wow, you could be a detective Max!" Ryan exclaimed.

"Nice try buddy, but you're not changing the subject that easily."

"Dammit you're good. FINE. The reason that I agreed to "date" you was because I figured that since you were using me, it would be fine if I used you back. Well, I guess now the only option I have is to ask you for help. Dating you was basically the only choice I had if I wanted to approach you and come back alive. I'm seriously shy when it comes to talking to girls that I like. I stutter, lose track of my thoughts, and basically make a complete fool out of myself.

"And how does this tie in to you needing my help?" I question.

" See...I sort of...have this crush on Cami..."

Oh...I see, I see...

"Say no more. But before I help you, if I decide to help you that is, got anymore unexpected bombs you'd like to drop on me, Mr. Terrorist sir? You seem to have an endless amount of amo today," I sneered. Sheesh, this guy doesn't realize I can only take so much in one day...

Ryan pretended to pat himself down, "Yep, we're all clear. No more unexpected bombs. Promise."

"Alright, I'll help you win Cami over if you help me get back at Fang," I said.

"Ha, fine with me."

Alright, I admit. I feel sort of guilty. It feels like I'm trading in Cami just for some revenge on Fang. Then again, this is Ryan. Now that I know his true colors I think he and Cami would make a cute couple. And Cami's always complaining about how she can't ever find a guy to her liking these days. I think Ryan fits perfectly for this. The following are Cami's requirements:

Good looking. Check.

Doesn't care about "swag". Check.

Makes her laugh...or in Ryan's case will make her laugh. Check...I think...I can't help it but I really don't want to count my chickens before they hatch. Know what I mean?

Taller than her. Check.

Intelligent. Check.

It's final. He's. Perfect. At least for her anyways. Dang, this match making stuff is fun! Now I see why Nudge and Angel are always so in to it! Ok, well I think I've used up enough brain capacity for today. I'm really sleepy all of a sudden. I wanna go home.

"Ok, we can start plan Cami's Lover tomorrow. Yes, that's the official name of the plan. No, I will not make any exceptions to changing it. Got it? Good. Now, let's pack this up, get back to your car, and go home."

It took us about 3 minutes to pack up and 10 to get back to the car. I tiredly threw the picnic basket into the back of the car and got into the shot gun seat. Ryan slid in next to me momentarily.

At this point, my eyelids were drooping close and I could barely think straight because I was so sleepy. When he started the car it made a funny sound and just wouldn't turn on. Why won't it turn on? I need to get home you know. My bed is going to wonder where I've been and I really don't want to mess up my relationship with my bed. It's been going so well. Yes people my bed, Wen, and I are in a relationship. Get over it.

"Uh oh, Max?" Ryan said.

"Yes?"

"Um, I'm outta gas."

"Good, then you won't stink up the car and I won't have to roll down the window." Ha, I'm such a smart alec.

"No, Max wake up! I meant the car is out of gas. AS IN FUEL."

Now that woke me up quick.

"WHAT?!" I screeched.

"Relax, there's a gas station that's two miles down the road from here. You wait here while I walk there and get some gas."

"Ryan, you are trippin' if you think I'm gonna let you leave me alone, in the dark, in this forest." Yes, Maximum Martinez does not like getting left in the dark. Especially in the forest. It really brings back bad memories you know? But that's another story for another time.

"Fine then, we can walk there together."

"No. In case you forgot, YOU broke my heels and there is no way on God's green Earth that I am walking two miles in these things that were obviously designed to butcher my feet. Oh and by the way...You're explaining to Nudge what happened her favorite pair of designer heels. Don't worry, if you don't make it out alive, I will make sure to tell Cami you loved her."

"Ugh, whatever," he sighed, exhasperated, "Ok, then, what do you propose we do to get home then?"

"Isn't it obvious? We push the car there!" I exclaimed.

"Max, I really don't think that's gonna happen."

"Of course it will! We're both strong. If we both push we'll get there in no time."

"Fine."

Ryan got out of the car while I slid into the driver's seat. He banged on my window.

"Maximum Martinez, you do realize that to push a car, you have to get out of it right?"

"Of course, Ryan dear! I may have blonde hair but I'm not a bimbo! However, I just realized something. The ground is covered in tree roots and if we both push without someone steering, the wheels will eventually turn on their own, steering the car in the wrong direction, and possibly crash into a tree. Plus, now that there's no fuel, we can't put your car into reverse or anything. You wouldn't want your precious baby to crash now would you?" I batted my eyelashes, gave him a sickeningly sweet smile, and patted his baby. Oh, you thought I was talking about me? No, I was talking about his car. Patting my self is a bit stange don't you think?

You know, I really don't get why guys are so possesive of their cars. Fang was the same way. And I will never understand it.

He attempted to open the car door to drag me out but it was too bad for him that I saw that move coming. So, being the non-bimbo that I am, I pressed the button that locked all the car doors.

"Dammit Max!" he shouted and then pounded his fist against the car window.

"If you don't get your ass out here I refuse to push this car anywhere."

"Oh, trying to blackmail me now are ya? That's not exactly the smartest thing, considering that I have the upper hand here. Fine don't push the car I'll just sleep in here all nice and cozy while you stay out there and sleep," to prove my point I randomly opened one of his compartments praying to Buddha he had a blanket. And he did! Victory! " But who knows what's be out there that might suddenly decide to want a midnight snack?" And because I'm a boss, I pressed the button that lowered the seat into a laying down position and slowly sank out of Ryan's sight.

After 15 minutes of sulking in his little emo corner, Ryan finally gave in and started pushing.

"Max I really hate you right now you know that?" he grunted.

"Oh, Ryan, Ryan, Ryan, Ryan. So young and naiive. Did you really think I would let you go unpunished for making me fall into the pond? You should know by now. Maximum Martinez always gets her revenge."

And with that we slowly rode into the night...or at least I rode. Ryan pushed.

*2 hours later*

Ryan POV

So *gasp gasp gasp* fucking tired. I can't *gasp gasp gasp* belived she made me push the car with her *gasp gasp gasp* in it all the way here. And to top *gasp gasp gasp* it off she was screaming out "Mush, Ryan, mush!" Like I was a dog! *Gasp gasp* I guess it's worth it though because now I can finally attempt to talk to my crush! *fan girl scream*

A/N: And scene! How did you guys like it? I liked the car scene the best ^^ So I guess I'm done for a while. I honestly don't know when I will update next because with my crazy schedule, I don't want to make any promises. So R&R. OH! AAAANNNDD.. I just put up my first poll on my profile! It's about the book Nevermore. So please check it out. Vote honestly. I won't like scream at you and hurl a freaking torpedo at you head because your opinion was different than mine. ;)So if you love me then R&R and then go check out the poll. Or you can just do one. That's fine too. See ya next time guys!

~Anny

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