Its hard to keep up with stories when I have an AP test coming up and my GPA is all the way down to (gasp) 3.8, so therefore I have to work my ass off to get my grades up (my parents hate anything below a 4.0. Just because we adopted an Asian kid does not mean that they're Asian as well).
But...you guys are worth it for sure :).
Fang POV (third person)
It was wierd to Fang that Max's dad hadn't come to their school to claim Max. He was prepared for it because he had eyes and ears everywhere. Perks of being on top of the high school food chain. In a matter of seconds, he could get Max out of class and be the hell out of here before her dad made it to her classroom. But nothing had happened.
Yet.
So he was surprised when he got a text about another male here to see Max.
19 or 20, name's Iggy. Thought u mite want 2 kno.
The name sounded familiar, he might have met him before. Then he remembered the guy that had dropped Max off at his old place just a matter of weeks ago. It seemed so much longer than that. Anyways, it was her brother. The one that didn't want their dad around Max anymore than he did. He sighed with relief. On the other hand, he wondered what her brother would want with her in the middle of the school day.
Max POV
When they called me down to the office, telling me that someone was waiting for me, my heart jumped just for a second. I knew that Fang had a system set up if my dad ever dared set foot in this school, even though he would never admit it. But at the same time, what if his system wasn't fast enough? I walked to the office really slowly, just in case.
To my relief (and irratation) it was Iggy. "What are you doing here?" I asked, under my breath, I added. "THis is the second time that you've pulled this stunt."
"Relax, I'm not taking you out of school this time," he whipstered, but spoke loudly so that the secratary could hear him. "Dad wanted me to drop this off for you. He's um...going out of town for a while."
I raised an eyebrow, and began opening the envelope that he had given me, but he covered my hand with his and shook his head. "Don't open it until you get home."
"Who is Max staying with?" The secratary asked concerned.
None of your goddamn fucking business, I wanted to tell the eavesdropper. But Iggy would probably frown upon that kind of language coming out of my mouth. As always, he decided to take the freaking polite route.
"Oh, she's staying with me," he assured her. "I just won't be home when she gets there so I wanted to give it to her now."
To be honest, it did make logical sense to bring the envelope to school when he could just leave the note on the kitchen counter. Of course, the secretary didn't know that I wasn't living with him, so she looked slightly confused, even saying. "You didn't have to come all the way to school."
"Yeah...didn't really think that one through," he told her sheepishly.
"I won't open it until I get home," I promised him. "Anything else?"
He shook his head. "Just...make sure you tell me when you do get home."
I nodded. I think it was code to tell him where I was currently living. "I will."
An awkward moment passed where he looked like he was going to hug me, but he settled for a fist pump. I raised an eyebrow and pumped him back, to make sure that I didn't leave him hanging.
"God you're lame," I retorted.
"That's why you love me."
Fang's POV
He got a text from the same guy just fifteen minutes later about Iggy.
Caught...he wants 2 talk 2 u
Fang sighed. Sometimes he could only get the nerds to do the dirty work while his friends were out smoking pot. This kids, Bradley, was a total dunce in the stereotypical nerd way. But Fang didn't know that he was so awkward he'd given everything away.
Iggy caught him just feet outside of the classroom and nodded his head towards the parking lot. Oh, jeez, there wasn't going to be fight, was there? I mean...he could kind of see his point of view. If some guy picked up Ella from their house without a single word and made her live with him, he'd be kind of pissed. Iggy actually looked like he could hold up his own in a fight against Fang, unlike the measly guys that made up most of the male high school population at this school. But Iggy didn't look mad, he looked slightly sentimental...and grave.
"Was he that obvious?" Fang asked him.
Iggy shook his head. "No, I've trained myself to see that kind of stuff with other people that are trained to look like they're not watching me. He's not what you would call trained."
"No," Fang agreed. "And I'm not like stalking Max or anything."
Iggy scoffed. "Right, you just keep tabs on her every minute of the day," he pointed out. "That's not stalking her at all."
Fang scratched his head sheepishly. "Your d-
"Dad," Iggy cut him off."don't worry, I've got my own people on Max. And Nudge. Except my people are more experienced. You know the new vice principal that randomly showed up out of nowhere about a month ago?"
Fang nodded.
"My guy."
"Max doesn't know, does she?" Fang asked. "And what was that about Nudge? Why her?"
"You know...that little incident at the art store the other day? That's why," Iggy raised a knowing eyebrow.
Fang cleared his throat. "But that's not what you wanted to talk to me about, was it?"
Iggy shook his head and held out something in his hand. Fang held his hand to recieve whatever it was.
"A ring?" He asked, confused.
"This is...a 'welcome to our fucked up family' present. When it's the time, give the ring to Max. She'll know where it's from," Iggy explained.
"What is it?"
"Our mother's engagement ring."
So next chapter you will see whatever was in the envelope that Iggy gave Max, which is actually from her dad.
This last part was kind of a last minute idea, but I hope that you like it. Even though Max isn't very sentimental when it comes to the material possessions, this ring will be something in the fairly far off future that she will be ecstatic about.
