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Happy Easter Holidays all! Life is pretty dam awesome. Chocolate, chocolate and MORE chocolate!
But school sucks. Yep, really sucks.
Sigh.
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Heart of Diamond
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It Takes Six To Save The World…
Chapter 21: So Much For A Secret
Max POV
I now had another subject.
Training.
Jeb made us train all weekend. Combat, Karate, Ti chi, Judo… you name it. Christ, we were even learning sword fighting with wooden sticks (and for some reason I felt the need to hum the Pirates of the Caribbean theme while I was doing it).
I was sweating and aching and sweating, but I wasn't complaining. Oh no. This was so freaking awesome.
Best subject of the year in my opinion.
It gave me something else to think about.
Nick trained with me. We spared each other both Saturday and Sunday. I was surprised by how good he was. I wasn't just talking about his technique and accuracy, but his reflexes and speed was incredible. They were almost as good as mine.
And that's saying something.
Nick and I barely talked I guess, if you call talking exchanging opinions on weather. He was guarded, unsure about what he should say. I felt like I was in the same boat. One side of me wanted to run up to him and hold him, the other side was telling me that I should stay away. It was better that way.
"Are you Max?" A girl beside me whispered. "Can you give Nick this?"
I jumped returning to earth glancing down at the pink-love-hearted letter that was just shoved into my hand. Monday, Maths class, another bimbo asking me to give Nick her number.
Well joy to the world. This was the 5th girl asking me.
And the 5th one I threw in the bin on my way out.
I wasn't jealous. Really, I wasn't. I was just being protective. In a sister sort of way.
I didn't like Nick.
He was my brother. My best friend.
I passed Nick in the hall. I couldn't help it. I stared at him. He caught my eyes and stared right back.
Time slowed.
Did he know how beautiful he was? How his hair always fell right? How his smile seemed to brighten my day? And how his eyes (even when they were blazing red) made me feel safe and at home?
Did he even have any inkling of what he does to me?
Here we were in the middle of the hall way, between us a dozen kids or so, staring at one another. I didn't know what he was thinking, but somehow I wish I knew. I wish there was a way I could get out of this mess.
I control everything. I want to control everything, but the one thing I can't control is these strange and wild emotions I had for Nick Batchelder.
I looked away first.
Stop it Max. Just stop.
I took a deep breath and straightened myself up. I had to think of something else.
Like how I was going to deal with Jeff.
Problem there.
I walked into Chemistry. Jeff looked up and grinned. It wasn't the normal I'm-happy-to-see-you grin. No. This was the I-know-your-secret grin.
Oh gees.
I sat down beside him carefully. He just kept grinning at me.
There was silence. I stared at the white board as the other students entered. I gave fake confused facial expressions before rolling my eyes. "Keep staring at me like that and I'll report you being a paedophile."
Jeff just kept grinning.
I glanced around the room anything but Jeff. "So… the weather's nice today."
Grin.
I rubbed my hands nervously together. "Clear blue sky…"
Grin.
"You know they say it will be like this tomorrow."
"You like Nick," Jeff said simply.
I glared at him. Unfortunately for me my death stare glares have worn off as Jeff just kept grinning. I sighed and thumped my head on the table.
The teacher jumped as she walked in. She stared at me funny but shook her head and went back to starting the class.
"You're not denying it," Jeff whispered in a sing song voice.
"I am denying it," I hissed. "I don't like Nick."
"You just keep telling yourself that," Jeff said grinning again.
"I don't have to because I don't like him," I said in a tone that was supposed to end the conversation. 'Supposed' being the key word there.
"Mmmaaaxxx?" Jeff said giving me a cheesy grin.
I groaned flopping my head into my hands. "Just drop it Jeff."
"Is that a confession?"
I sighed.
"That was definitely a confession," Jeff said positively.
I was never going to hear the end of this.
Oh what my luck. It's the bimbo Trio.
As if I didn't have enough of myself to worry about.
I halted my steps and crossed my arms. Lisa stopped a mere metre away from me.
"Bitch," Lisa snarled.
I raised an eyebrow. "Slut."
Lisa thinly plucked eyebrows narrowed. "You owe me big time, Ride."
I snorted. "I don't think so."
Lisa glared in what could be considered a menacing way. "My mother had to spend 500 dollars redoing my perms and fixing my extensions. Don't expect to not get payback."
She is for real?
No, obviously not. Stupid question Max.
I pouted. "I'm so sorry Mummy dearest couldn't pay to fix your face too."
"Give Nick this," Lisa snarled shoving something into my hands.
I frowned, but my eyes bludged at the sight of the bright pink letter. 'Nicky' was printed in glitter paint on the front in a swirly font.
Well, ain't this neat.
Jealousy rose up in me. I couldn't help it. There was a stupid green monster that was growling at Lisa.
I shoved the letter back to her, feeling the bitter rise up in my throat. "Don't think I do it for free. The current rate is $354.75."
What? I'm just pro at bargaining.
Maybe that's another Angel power I gained.
Lisa glared at me and pulled out her fluffy pink wallet. She slapped $400 dollars in my hand along with the letter.
And there was that green monster again.
"Wouldn't you rather spend this on getting your boobs deflated?" I asked tilting my head to the side.
Lisa flicked her hair. "I'd rather spend my money on someone worth spending it on."
Ok, that's it.
I shoved it back to her. "Go get a life Lisa. And a new guy."
I turned to march off, but Lisa's words hit me hard.
"What? Is he taken? Or do you want him to be?"
I froze and spun around, keeping my face clear. Lisa crossed her arms a smirk on her face.
Oh crap.
I hesitated. "No, his not taken. What if I said he doesn't want a girlfriend?"
Lisa stepped up to me. "Or is it you who doesn't want him to have a girlfriend?"
Crap, crap, crap, crap.
Come on Max, think of something.
"I…" I closed my mouth afraid she would catch me out. It was better to be quite than to speak something bad.
Why the hell was Nick such a weakness for me?
Lisa grinned. She knew she had gotten me. "You like Nick."
Her two slutty followers broke into harsh whispers.
NOOOOO!
WHY?
I glared at her, but inside I was panicking. "I never said that."
Lisa quirked an eyebrow. "Oh, but I can see it in your reaction. You're jealous that I'll be going with Nick to the dance."
Calm, green monster, calm. In. Out.
But Lisa had caught my hesitation. She pocketed her money and letter and grinned at me again. "That's ok. I'll ask him myself."
She stared darkly. "He's mine. He was always mine. And he will be coming to the dance with me."
She walked off giggling, B1 and B2 following her, praising her for her great comebacks. I stood there frozen in the middle of the hallway, people moving around me.
I had to find Nick.
Not only was he going to get a fluffy pink letter and Lisa jumping on him…
He was going to be asked to the dance by a girl who will probably mention the fact that I have certain feelings for him.
I pulled out my IPhone and began to walk down the hall. I found the name I was searching for in my contacts and brought the phone to my ear.
"This is Bombs Galore, how can I help you?"
"Jeff, not now. We have a code red."
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