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disclaimer: yada yada i dont own blah blah not mine.
Fang
"Last day, Fangles. Can you handle it?"
"'Course I can. But can you?"
Max and I are on our way to Mr. Grinsby's. Yes, it's our last day of detention. The whole month of January has blown by.
"Better than you ever will."
"I'd like to see you try."
"Oh, you will, vampire. It'll blow your mind."
"Bring it, Maxerella."
The past month has been the greatest. One-on-one time with Max, without Ella or the Flock getting in the way. It just couldn't get better.
We got to Mr. Grinsby's house and he let us in, like he did the whole past month. We got our jobs and went on like that for and hour or so.
And finally, detention's over. For good.
"Bye Mr. Grinsby!" Max called to him as we walk out the door.
Mr. Grinsby flashed us a very very quick smile. One of those things you would miss if you blink at the wrong time.
He shut the door behind him and that was that.
"It's over." I state.
Max smiles. "Finally. I was getting pretty sick of seeds and dirt. I'm gonna stay away from gardens for a while."
I nod in agreement. I was about to say something, when someone calls my name. And it's not Max.
Max and I turn around and see the Flock waving at us (or just me). They run over to us.
"Hey man!" Dylan nudges me. "Let's go celebrate your after school freedom! Flock party at my house!"
The Twins nod excitedly. "Party!"
The girls giggle. Ella says, "You're free today anyways, right?"
I take a moment to look at the overly excited Flock. I'm about to say no to Ella. Say I'm busy. So I can celebrate with Max.
But then I realize that Max has already left.
Gazzy hops onto my back, making me break out of my thoughts. "Come on, Fang! Let's go!"
The Flock laughs and herds me toward Dylan's house.
All I can think of though, as the Flock chatters on about what we're gonna do, is Max.
Sigh.
Max
It's been a week since the last day of the garden detention. And I haven't spoken a word to Fang. But neither has he.
Is that it? We 'bond' or whatever through detention, and now that it's over, we just forget about it?
"Pick one."
"Um, three."
"One, two, three. Pick."
What? I zone back into reality, and see that Smurfie's playing the cootie catcher thing with Astrea.
Smurfie opens a flap of the thing. "You will get chocolate."
I laugh. Really loud. "'You will get chocolate'?"
Astrea joins me. "You realize, Smurfie, that you owe me chocolate now."
Smurfie pouts. "It's just a fortune! It doesn't mean I'm gonna give you whatever!"
"What else did you write?" I try to snatch the cootie catcher out of her hand, but she keeps it away from me.
"Your turn first."
I shrug. "Sure."
Smurfie does the whole thing again. She gets to opening the flap thing. "'You will get chocolate.'"
"Me too? Is that all you wrote?" I manage to snatch the thing out of her hand this time. Reading the 'fortunes', I choke on my laughs. "'You will meet a tree-hugger'? What the hell, Smurfie?" Astrea bursts out laughing.
"Hey! It's possible! I met one before." Smurfie says defensively.
I shake my head and hand it back to her. "Whatever you say, Smurfie.
Fang
Splash!
"Hey! Watch it!" Nudge cried, angrily throwing things at the Twins. Gazzy and Iggy decided to throw water balloons around. At least it's better than being bombed by real bombs. "Do you know how long it takes to get my hair this straight? Do you?! You don't know because you're a guy and guys are just lazy slobs who don't care what they look and-"
I tuned her out. No need to listen to her ranting. Although, even as I leave the Twins' basement and escape into their kitchen, her voice can still be faintly heard. Something about pink butterflies.
"Chillin' in the kitchen? Aren't you a cool cat."
Ella came in and sat down on the kitchen counter.
I shrug. I've been a little distant with Ella lately. "Nudge."
She nods. "Yeah, the Twins are being idiots. Same old, same old."
Yeah. But at least they're harmless. Most of the time.
"Are you mad at me?" Ella blurted.
"What?"
She shrugs. "I don't know, you've just been distant with me lately."
So she noticed. "Well..."
"Is it still because of that going away party thing? I'm sorry 'bout that."
To me. But not to Max.
Ella sighed. "You can talk you know."
"I know."
Silence.
"Why do you hate her so much?" I spat out, before I could stop myself.
"Who?"
"You know who."
More silence.
That's it. I turn around and start to leave the kitchen, when Ella grabs my arm.
I turn to face her. Her eyes are narrowed. "Fine. You want to know?"
I stiffly nod.
"Her and Dylan. Three years ago. Behind Angel's back."
Wait. Her and Dylan?
"Dylan always liked Max. But Max didn't feel anything beyond being friends with him. Then, of course, Angel. She had the hugest crush on him. It was all so messed up. Dylan ended up asking out Angel, and as you can see, they're still together."
No. That can't be... Max? And Dylan? That's just...
"So you see, if Max comes back to the Flock, Dylan might try something again. Or Angel might just find out about it, which would be bad enough. That's why we need to keep Max away. Okay?"
Not really. It's far from okay.
"But how is that-" I started to say, but then I realize that what she's saying is actually true. It explains some things Dylan's said and done before.
"Who else knows?" I ask, still shocked and completely out of it.
"Just me. And you. And obviously the two people we're talking about."
Max. Dylan. Dylan. Max. Max. Dylan. Dylan. Max.
Oh god.
Max
Today is the day I go VMSing: Valentine Misery Syndrom. The day the lovers go all head over heels with extra coatings of love, and cupid shoots everyone's little asses with heart-shaped arrows.
Cupid? You came kind of late. Will and I? It ain't no me and him anymore. Now you have one less arrow to shoot.
I'm walking through the halls to my locker with Astrea by my side. She's not a hater, but she's not in love. Smurfie however...
I get to my locker and see Smurfie waiting. I actually did a retake. "Smurfie?"
Smurfie grinned. "The one and only!" She gestured to her outfit. "Likey?"
I check her over. She's a completely pink-efied Smurf. The only other colour besides pink is her bright blue hair, that seems to stand out even more. "Um, sure?" I reply. Astrea nods.
"Come on! Get in the V-Day spirit!"
"Sorry. I'm VMSing." I say, tiredly.
Astrea adds, "I don't have much of an opinion on today. Though this year, as it is pretty much every year, it's Single's Day for me."
"But you're not as down as Maxie over here." Smurfie says, looking at me.
I shrug it off. "Whatever. We have to get to class." Not in the mood to get any more detentions. I've been detention free for pretty much two weeks. I plan on keeping it that way.
Smurfie looks at Astrea, then at me. "See you at lunch then?"
I nod. Those two have the morning classes together.
They glance at me again before they go off to class.
Huh. Guess I should get going too.
I open my locker-which took longer today-and I stop. I'm frozen. Paralysed. Gaping like a... thing that gapes.
There's a box. In my locker. Wrapped in pink and white.
To open, or not to open. That is the question. Seriously, should I open it?
Oh what the hell. It's too late now. I've torn open the box. Inside, wrapped in red wrapping paper, is a little teddy bear holding a red heart. It says 'Happy Valentine's Day' on it.
And theres a note tucked in between the heart and the bear. On the note, it says: Smile, Maxerella.
There's no name, but it's signed with the Batman logo.
Oh. My. Freaking. Grandma.
FANG?!
"OMG! Who gave this to you? It's so cute!" Smurfie squealed, hugging the teddy bear. Beside her, Astrea is bouncing like a kid high on sugar.
Oh dear. "Um..."
"Fang?" Astrea whisper-yelled.
I bite my lip. Should I tell them? "Maybe."
Both of them squealed. This is so not like them. Stupid Valentine's Day.
"Okay, first of all, OW" I said, covering my ears. "Second, I have a problem."
"What? You're not happy with this?" Smurfie asked.
"No! I mean, yes! I mean- Whatever! I like this, okay? More than I ever thought I would like something as cheesy as this. But I'm not talking about that." I shove a little Hershey kiss across the table at them. "This is the problem."
Smurfie and Astrea stare blankly at the Hershey kiss. They both said, "I don't get it," at the same time.
"It's not from Fang."
They blink. "Your mom, maybe?"
I give Smurfie a WTF look.
"Do you know who might've given it to you?" Astrea asks.
I nod. "Dylan." Unfortunately.
Astrea's eyes widen. "You sure? But I thought-"
"Same here." I said, angrily. "That douche bag."
We stay silent for a bit. Then Smurfie spoke. "Hey, I was right. You did get chocolate."
Astrea smacked her in the head, causing Smurfie to start whining and complaining.
Yeah, Smurfie. But from the wrong person.
Fang
"What are you wearing?"
I'm staring at Dylan, who is wearing this ridiculous pink sweater thing.
"It's called a cardigan, Fang." He glares at me when I smirk.
"Angel got to you?"
Dylan let out a sigh. "Yeah."
I let out a chuckle. Figures, Angel would want Dylan to be all dressed up for Valentine's Day.
Everything is pink. It's disturbing. And I feel kind of awkward in my black. Who knew black would make you stand out?
Dylan's scratching his ass off. Apparently, his pink cardigan is really itchy. Sucks for him.
As you can see? I'm not staying clear of Dylan or anything. He's still my best man. Even if he and Max had a little moment together before.
But I realized that I don't care. It's not like Max is singing Want U Back to Dylan, so what have I got to stress about? Dylan is still my idiot best guy, dating the sweet and innocent Angel. And Max is still the amazing girl that I like.
"Dylan!" Angel came crashing into Dylan. "You're still wearing it! You're amazing." She got on tiptoes and gave Dylan a kiss. Dylan smiled and leaned in.
See? Still in love. Nothing for me to worry about.
Max
"Now class, please open your text books to page 342..."
Blah blah blah, I open my page. It's not like I'm reading it though. I'm not even listening to a single word Mrs. Whatever is saying.
Psst.
Huh?
Psst!
When the teacher faces the board, I quickly look behind me. Some kid, who I didn't bother learning the name of, hands me a piece of paper.
I open it to find a phone number.
Okay? I type it into my phone and send a '?' to that number.
I get a reply back instantly.
ENJOYING HISTORY, MAXERELLA?
I choke, trying to hold back a laugh.
"Is there something wrong, Ms. Ride?"
"Nope."
Ohmigod, Fang just handed me his number. And now we're texting.
I send back a reply: AS IF. WHAT IS SHE EVEN TALKING ABOUT?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M LISTENING TO HER?
WELL I CAN'T REALLY TURN AROUND AND LOOK AT YOU.
AW, BUT I BET YOU WANT TO STARE AT MY BEAUTIFUL FACE.
BEAUTIFUL? WHOEVER TOLD YOU THAT?
YOU DID.
This time, I cough to cover my laugh. Mrs. What'sHerFace narrows her eyes at me, mentally telling me to shut up.
WHEN?
IN YOUR MIND. I KNOW YOU'RE THINKING IT.
HA-HA. IN YOUR DREAMS, BUCKO.
WHO'S BUCKO?
I roll my eyes. We keep texting like that through class, until the bell rings. I grab my stuff and run out. THANKS FOR THE GIFT, BTW.
FANG DOES NOT GIVE OUT GIFTS.
BUT APPARENTLY NICHOLAS DOES.
I AM NOT NICHOLAS. I AM YOUR FATHER.
I laugh out loud this time. Some people stare at me, since I'm standing in a hallway and laughing in the middle of it is apparently considered weird.
BYE VAMPIRE.
BYE MAXERELLA.
Just then, Fang and Nudge pass by me in the hallway. They didn't even glance at me.
So what now? Was he just bored out of his little mind? Am I just a charity case?
Bzz. SEE YOU NEXT CLASS.
I let out a laugh and a big smile.
Valentine's Day ain't half bad.
Fang
I walk past Max, while Nudge blabs on about whatever to me.
SEE YOU NEXT CLASS. I send her.
I can faintly hear her beautiful laugh behind me.
I smile.
Happy Valentine's Day, Max.
kay so hope you enjoyed that!
sooo i updated soon this time. but my next update.. well this is my last week of camp. meaning im gonna be busy this week. so i may or may not be able to update before the weekend, but I WILL TRY.
just a heads up on that. but after, i should update a bit sooner.
lolol my sister is playing a lego harry potter wii game. is anyone a harry potter fan? im not! ive never read any of the books, but i saw both parts of the seventh movie (the deathly hallows). now that im watching my sis play this, i actually get what really happened in part one of the seventh movie. yeah. thats the random blab from me today!
byebyee for now,
-zammielicious98
