A/N: I didn't get 25 reviews but I'm bored and felt like updating for you guys. Thanks for the reviews. Here's a chapter.
"No, tell me everything," Max said into the silent classroom. She was on the phone and Mark was right behind her. "No he didn't!" She exclaimed like a teenage girl.
"Max shut it off," Mrs. Torres said sternly. Max barely glanced at her as Mark walked to the front of the room and handed her a bunch of papers.
"No shit," Max said leaning back against Mrs. Torres' desk while her cousin talked with Mrs. Torres herself. She caught my eye and winked at me. "Well, what did you say after that?"
"Max, phone," Mrs. Torres repeated as she started filling out papers for Mark.
"How good of a kisser was he on a scale of one to ten?" Max asked. There was stifled laughter since everyone could hear her but Max didn't seem to notice or care. "Really?" She exclaimed.
"Max, I'm serious," Mrs. Torres warned more seriously now, but Max didn't even hear her.
"Ugh, it was horrible. At least I got to bring Fang. Whatever movie they wanted to see was, like, hell on Earth. I couldn't even sit through the whole thing I had to get up and leave for a couple minutes. Then Taylor went all 'let's dig out all the skeletons in your closet' just 'cause she was pissed I made us sit with them at the restaurant." Max looked down at her feet and listened to her phone. "You know that little place by the movies with the bad lighting and that fat waitress that works on Tuesdays."
"Max, I'm going to take it," Mrs. Torres said absentmindedly.
"Max, talk to Nudge later," Mark shot at her. Max just dismissed him.
"This is important," Max told him. "Yeah back to you." Max directed into the phone. "What did you get to eat?" She paused. "It wasn't stuck in your teeth after?" She asked confused and then seemed to be enlightened. "Dessert?"
"Don't make me take it, Max," Mrs. Torres said tiredly.
"Yeah their brownie sundays are to die for," Max said with a moan.
"Three," Mrs. Torres warned. Max rolled her eyes. "Two."
"I've got to go I just got to class with Mark," Max told her. "No, at lunch." Max rolled her eyes and made a hand signal telling Nudge to move it along even though they couldn't see each other. "Yup, bye." Max hung up and stuck her phone into her pocket.
"All set, champ?" Max asked sarcastically as she patted Mark's back.
"Just dandy, sport," Mark replied matching Max's tone. Mrs. Torres handed Mark some papers and a textbook before pointing him in the direction of the empty desk next to me. She had added it for him this morning since there were no more empty desks left in the room.
"Switch with me," Max told him.
"No can do, cos," Mark said smirking as he took his seat next to me. Max glared at him and went over to her desk on the other side of the room.
"Is that Mike McCarthy?" Mark asked me looking over at where Mike sat looking at no one in particular. He looked on edge. He must be more than aware that he just got screwed with Mark being here and his sister about to be a freshman next year. Mike's outnumbered now and next year when he leaves and Maya is leader, Maya will be outnumbered by more than him.
"Yes."
I looked across the room to see that Max had started up a game of paper football with the kid next to her. Mark started to clench his pencil tighter as he glared in Mike's direction.
"I'll kill him," Mark mumbled angrily.
"Mark, don't do anything stupid," I whispered to him quickly. "Max and everybody else are just getting off a suspension for fighting in school. If you get in a fight they have to help you. Don't start off your time back here by getting yourself suspended and everyone else expelled." Mark seemed to have calmed down and come to his senses. Today is going to be a long day.
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"Don't fuck up too bad," Max told me as she pressed her lips to mine. I couldn't help but smile. Of course I didn't get a 'good luck' or 'you'll be great' or even 'I love you no matter what' I got a 'don't fuck up too bad' it is Max after all.
"I'll see you after the game," I told her and kissed her one last time. Max smiled before she walked over to the bleachers where Nudge was waiting for her. Now I just can't screw up too bad in front of Max.
I got to start the game, which is a good start. I stood in position ready for the ball to come to me if it got tipped in my direction. The ref blew the whistle and threw the ball in the air. It didn't get hit anywhere near me but someone on my team got it and took it down the court. I chased after him rushing to follow the ball. The ball got passed to me but I didn't have a shot so I passed it off. The ball got passed around a couple more times until someone shot it up. It hit the rim and a player from the other team got it. I ran back to get on defense now.
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The ball got passed to me and I had the perfect shot. With two minutes left, we were down by one. I shot the ball up and watched it carefully. We needed this. If I miss it'll really suck. The ball hit the rim and then sunk in with a satisfying swoosh. The crowd went crazy cheering for me. I could hear Max's voice calling my name and smiled as I ran back to play defense, the game isn't over yet.
I played defense until the buzzer sounded and then the guys and I cheered together and slapped hands together. I got lots of slaps on the back. Coach had us huddle together. He didn't have much to say except for telling us we did well. We had practice again, tomorrow. When he let us go I grabbed my water bottle and my bag. Max and Nudge were waiting for me by the doorway to gym.
I met Max's eye and she gave me a smile. When I caught up to them I wrapped my arm around her lazily. She gave me a sideways hug.
"Nice shot," she whispered.
"Nice shot, Fang," Nudge said enthusiastically. "I didn't know if you were going to make it, 'cause it, like, hit the rim and looked like it might bounce out. I'm happy you guys won since you have three games this week. This is a good start for the week. It would be awesome if you won all of your games, right?"
"Yeah, that would be cool," I told her.
"Well, Mitchel is meeting us to get ice cream," Nudge told us. "I'm so excited for you guys to meet him!"
"I've already met him," Max told her. "Actually he hit on me first if I remember correctly."
Nudge just shoved her a little.
"We got real friendly," Max said raising her eyebrows suggestively and giggling.
"Shut up, he didn't even kiss you," Nudge said as she shook her head at her friend. "It was his friend you banged."
"Was it?" Max asked cocking her head to the side and pretending to be confused.
"You're impossible," Nudge said rolling her eyes but smiling. I want to bring Max to my town just so I can sit there and point out every girl I've slept with, just so for once she knows how it feels.
"I'm just joking, I didn't sleep with either of them," Max admitted. "I would never cheat on this guy." She said thrusting her finger over to point at me.
"You better not," I warned.
"You were supposed to sleep with him, that was the plan," Nudge said.
"Until I got with, Fang," Max added. "Hey, I got him out of the way so you could make your movie on Mitchel, I just did it in a less slutty way."
"Oh yeah, what'd you do then?" Nudge asked her.
"I took him to get beer and candy. The boy was putty in my hands," Max said, and then they both laughed. Max looked over at me and smiled. "Remember when we said we had girl stuff? The stuff was going to a bar so Nudge could get Mitchel. I didn't want to tell you the plan, I thought you might get mad at me."
I'm not mad. She didn't do anything wrong. She just helped Nudge out. If she got with the guy I would have been mad, but I'm not mad.
"I'm just happy you got him away," Nudge told her. "Without that I would've never gotten Mitch."
"Mitch? You have nicknames now?" Max replied tauntingly.
"I didn't know you guys were that serious," I said playing along.
"I really do hate you both," Nudge said giggling. "Like, I really hate you guys."
"You love us," Max told her as she moved away from me and wrapped an arm around Nudge.
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"What can I get for you?" the lady working at the ice cream place asked me.
"That orange sherbet," Max answered for me.
"What if I don't want that again?" I asked her.
"Too bad, I do," she responded and then looked at the lady who was watching us clearly waiting for my answer and not knowing if she should make what Max said.
"Fine, I'll get that orange sherbet in a cup, with one spoon," I responded.
"That's fine, we can share a spoon," Max said simply. The lady disappeared and returned with my ice cream in a cup. I took it quickly before Max could.
"I'll get chocolate chip in a cone," Max said quickly. When the lady disappeared Max reached for my spoon. I pulled away.
"Trades," she said quickly.
"If I wanted chocolate chip I would've ordered it," I responded.
"Just one bite?" She questioned.
I shook my head smiling at her.
"What if I trade something else?" She said giving me a weird look.
"Are you trying to sell sex to me for a bite of ice cream?" I asked her with a smirk.
I guess Nudge and Mitch had been listening to us from where they were waiting behind us because they both started laughing.
"Well no, but I can do that to," she said winking at me to let me know she was just kidding. I laughed at her and she turned back to the counter to take her cone. We moved out of the way so Nudge and Mitch could order.
Once we all had our orders we found a table and sat down across from each other. Max started to kick me from where she was sitting next to me. She just kept kicking me over and over again.
"Stop kicking me," I said to her. Max didn't stop though. Knowing her she wouldn't stop ever. "It's going to bruise."
"Just one bite," she mumbled. Then she swung her leg back and kicked me so hard I felt the bone rattle.
"Ow!" I yelled and reached down to grab my shin. "Fuck you. Here." I said sliding the cup towards her. Max gave me a satisfied smirk and took a big bite of my ice cream.
"I love this stuff," she said as she loaded another spoonful into her mouth. "Want to try?" She held the cup out to Nudge who took a bite without hesitation.
"Mmm, that is good!" Nudge said agreeing quickly.
"Right?" Max asked her while taking another bite.
"Here Mitch, try this," Nudge said shoving a spoonful towards Mitch's face. Mitch looked over at me and seemed to think better of it.
"You know sweetheart, thanks, but I don't want to eat all his ice cream," he told her. Max just shrugged and took the spoon from Nudge and put it in her mouth.
"Ok, that's enough," I said taking the cup and spoon back for myself. Max went back to her ice cream and so did Nudge.
"Thanks man," I said to Mitchel who just nodded knowingly.
"You're a bitch," I said shoving Max a little but she just snickered. "Now let me have some of yours."
"Fang, that's not something to say in front of strangers," she said in a playful. And the pill is definitely wearing off now. I took her cone from her hand and took a couple bites of it. It was good, plain, but good.
"Give it back," she said reaching for it and snatching it from my hands. The cone broke in her hand and she looked at me a little angrily.
"I'll get a bowl," I told her standing to go to the counter. I leaned in close to her. "Calm down, your pill is wearing off." I kissed her head and she smiled sweetly at me.
I got her a cup and a ton of napkins and came back to the table quickly.
"Here," I said helping her load the mess into the bowl before the cone, held together like a cracked egg, cracked completely. I helped her wipe her hands and even wetted a towel with my water bottle from the game to get them to not be sticky. Finally I stuck a spoon in the cup and Max could eat her ice cream. It's like taking care of a little kid sometimes.
Nudge and Mitchel didn't have any problems like Max and I, then again I highly doubt many people have as many problems doing simple tasks as Max and I.
"Where do you go to school, Mitchel?" Max asked him.
"Clinton," he answered.
"A girl on your soccer team tried to punch me," Max told him bluntly. He smiled at her. I remember that game.
"I was at that game," he said. "You're good."
"Thanks, bud," Max said through a mouthful of ice cream. I could tell she was proud though.
We finished our ice cream while everyone made small talk, which isn't really my thing. Mitch was going to bring Nudge home so I only had to bring Max home tonight.
"Mitch seems cool," I commented.
"Yeah, I'd say so. Nudge really likes him," Max answered.
"So how was your day, honest?" I asked her and just like that we slipped into an easy conversation as usual.
A/N: Were you a little let down that the only place Nudge and Max went was to get Nudge a boyfriend? I told you not to be that excited. Tell me what you thought. I'll probably update tomorrow.