Chapter twenty-one

So, here we are back to where it all started. Fang was back to being a ghost, and I was back to having the ability of seeing him. He spends his days trying to annoy me; I spend my days trying to ignore him. The world is back to the way it should be.

Besides knowing that at one point in time we had both confessed to liking each other. Well, in so many words. I myself came to the agreement of just forgetting what happened up until this moment. As if this whole thing never even happened.

Of course it is rather difficult to forget when the subject of the matter is constantly bringing it up. "So, Max," he said, currently sitting cross legged on my bed fiddling with my laptop, "Remember the time you confessed your undying love for me?"

I glowered. "Okay, first of all I never confessed my "undying love" for anyone, there is a difference," I held up my hand to silence him as he was about to argue, "and second of all I try not to."

I put on a smug look as he rolled his eyes and turned back to the laptop, clearly defeated.

I turned my attention back to my reflection through the mirror. Usually I wouldn't really care about whether I looked outstanding or not, but tonight is different. Tonight, I am leaving the old, weird and slightly insane Max behind.

As the super lame saying goes "Look out world! It's the new me!"

But there is no way in hell I will say that out loud.

"Max, you look amazing, now stop fussing over yourself and go get me a sandwich."

I took a deep, yet subtle breath trying desperately to control my anger. I must not freak out. Control your emotions. Just visualize tearing him apart, don't put that anger into actions.

I shook off the irritation that came from his comment and walked over to my desk, trying to find my lipstick through this all the crap lying around.

I really should clean up soon; I mean it is getting quite messy. Hmm maybe I'll get fang to do it. It's not like he has anything else to do. Speaking of, what is he doing?

I glanced over at him sitting on my bed, with a grin plastered to his face. Oh dear...

"Fang."

"Mmm?" He replied, eyes glued to the screen, not even bothering to look at me.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly. I 'm not sure if I really want to know what he is doing on my laptop.

He shrugged casually. "Just changing my relationship status on facebook."

I never knew how many questions one little sentence could possibly produce in my head.

Yet I decided to ask the most futile and obvious question that came to my mind.

"You have facebook?"

He quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah..."

"Since when?" I was completely dumbfounded. Why on earth would a ghost have facebook? Is that even legal?

"Since it was invented! I'm surprised you didn't know that...I mean we are friends on it."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. I don't really go on it an awful lot. But I definitely would remember if I added him as a friend. Which I highly doubt I did.

"I don't remember adding you."

"Oh, you didn't. I hacked into your account and added myself." He said nonchalantly, as if it was normal to hack into someone's account and mess with their details.

I shook my head and sighed. "You're such a jerk."

He grinned widely and winked. "You love it."

I rolled my eyes and turned away from him, still trying to find my makeup.

That is until something struck me.

I shrieked as I swivelled on my heel till I was in front of Fang. He gave me an odd look.

"What do you mean, changing your relationship status? Changing it to what?"

His eyes flicked up to meet mine, an evil smile playing at his lips. The light illuminating from the computer screen added to the horror effect, I want to hide.

"To 'in a relationship with Max Ride'," he said shifting his position on the bed "I like the sound of that. It has a good ring to it."

My mouth dropped open in shock.

What?

What?

WHAT?

"Wha...sa...HUH?" my brain was completely smooshed by shock that I couldn't form any words.

Well, any smart words at least.

"We're not even dating let alone in a relationship!" I screamed, finally composing myself.

He just looked at me without expression. "That's not what facebook says..."

My fists clenched and unclenched as anger poured through my body. I am going to kill him.

"Wow, Max. You look kind of...heated."

I flung my hands up in the air and screamed. I need to get out of here. I grabbed my bag before quickly walking across the room to the window and sliding it open with ease. I silently climbed out of my window, and carefully stepped onto the vine covered arbour not far from my window. I hastily climbed down and jumped the few meters onto the supple green grass. I wiped myself off before making my way towards the back gate.

"Max! Where are you going?" I heard Fang yelling from my room. I turned around and threw him a glare. "Away from you!" I hissed back before running out of my garden and onto the lamp lit street.

I heard the music pounding loudly from what I assume would be the backyard, before I saw the house fall into sight. I guess I got the right address then. I kept walking along the footpath, following the sound of laughing and screams of joy until I rounded the corner to a large house. The gate leading to the back garden was open so I assumed I enter from that way.

I feel kind of naked walking in by myself. It feels as though it will turn into one of those horrible dreams where you walk into a crowded room and then when they take one look at you, they burst out laughing. Then you get really confused and looked down at yourself to find you are lacking in the clothing department. Of course you try to cover yourself up and that pitiful scream awakens you.

I actually haven't had that dream before...but I've seen it on movies. It's pretty cheesy if you ask me.

"Max! You're here! I thought you wouldn't even show up! Ooh I like your dress! Wait, you're wearing a dress? Wow, now I've seen everything! Oh my god why didn't you tell me you and that new kid were dating! I thought we were best friends?" Nudged gushed quickly in a breath.

"Okay Nudge...shut up." I said cutting her off. She stopped talking but tapped her foot impatiently.

"First, yes I am. Second...no comment. And third, how did you know about that?" I quietened my voice slightly, so no nosy by standers in ear shot could hear what we were saying.

She raised her eyebrows. "Facebook told me. Duh! You know, if you really didn't want anyone to know about you and the new kid, which by the way totally jealous, then you shouldn't have posted it on facebook."

I groaned and threw my head back. "He is so dead!" Well, deader than he already is at least.

Nudge just rolled her eyes at my pettiness. "Usually, when you are dating a boy, your suppose to like them back? Not threaten to kill him. And why you would want to hurt a pretty face like his I just don't understand."

I shook my head and sighed. Trust her to see past the dark traits he carries and focus mainly on how good-looking he is.

"I am completely parched. I'm going to get a drink, do you want one?" She asked edging her way inside. "Yes please!" I yelled before she disappeared into the sea of dancing bodies.

So, here I was. Standing in the garden as people around me danced, talked, or laughed.

Pretty much having a good time.

I feel like such a loser right now.

As I stood there thinking about how much this party is going to suck and constantly checking my watch to see if it was late enough to leave, which it wasn't by the way, I felt two strong hands pinch my waist while a dark voice whispered "boo" in my ear.

I squealed and jumped at the shock pumping through my body. Damn that was scary.

I'm not going to lie; I immediately thought it was Fang since it seemed like something he would do. So I guess you could understand how shocked I was when I saw Sam standing behind me.

"Oh, shit you scared me." I said smiling up at him, while my heart steadied itself to a normal pace.

He laughed softly at my reaction. "Sorry for startling you, but it was totally worth it."

I laughed along as well. What can I say? His laugh is contagious.

"So, what are you doing standing by yourself?" He asked as we stood there, just silently taking in our surroundings.

"Oh, well I was actually just waiting for someone...but they don't seem to be returning." I replied, scanning the backyard for a trace of Nudge.

He nodded. "Well, do you want some company?"

I looked up at him, slightly taken aback yet quite happy he asked.

"Sure." I smiled.

...

Okay, I think I am in trouble here. So, it turns out Sam is great company. We laughed, we talked, and we even flirted a little bit. When he asked me about the whole relationship thing I quickly denied everything. But now I am stuck in a very sticky situation. I bet you're thinking "why the hell are you complaining? You have two really cute boys right in the palm of your hand. Stop gloating woman!" But seriously. It just...sucks. I kind of like Sam. But then as much as I deny it, I kind of like Fang.

I just met Sam, but he's human. I have known Fang a lot longer, been with him from the very beginning, but he's a ghost.

It's a decision between reality, or the supernatural.

And I just don't know anymore.

Ahhhh!

I am so upset!

Why?

Because I lost my Sims 3 game! Okay, that may have sounded rather nerdy but I'm pretty sure you would be upset if you lost the ability to make yourself and um Fang fall in love.

...

Awks.

I don't actually do that by the way...I was just joking.

Ahem.

Please don't kill me for adding Sam into this story. If it helps in any way, you know that Fax is sooo much better then...Well um mam? Or sax?

See, they don't even have a name for them because they suck that much.

So chill your beans.

Okay, I'm going to mourn over losing my game now...bye.

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In memory of mine and Fang's love...