Hard Reset
Miss Magillicuddy
AN: This is just a short little chapter. I was busier today and didn't have a whole lot of time to write. It's only half as long as my usual chapters. I'll try to post a longer one next time! I did post the first chapter of my other story last night, called The Foster if anyone is interested. That will probably be the next one I try to update, since I do still plan on alternating chapters in the stories.
The next day passed by quickly for Chloe, Max and Kate. Rachel had gone back to classes and had been snapchatting them all morning from the school. That morning when Max had asked Chloe what she wanted to do for the date, Chloe just gave her a sly wink and let her know that she had everything planned. After a quick lunch of grilled cheese, the three of them made their way to the bank so Max could deposit the check from the bank.
They decided to go to the junkyard after that to waste some time until Rachel got out of school. Max had instantly pulled out her camera to start taking shot's. She got Chloe to get into the boat so she could take a picture of Captain Bluebeard in her natural habitat. Her gaze was already searching for the next shot before the first shot had even developed. She took a picture of Kate posing with the broken-down washer. She had posed her artfully to try and show the contrast of a woman's role in the past, as opposed to women in the present. A lot of the pictures were just of things around the junkyard. Neither Chloe nor Kate really enjoyed posing for pictures.
Around 2:30 Rachel was able to join them and was delighted to be Max's model. She was really proud of one she took where the other girl laid down on the hood of a car, and let her neck drape backwards over the grill, her blond mane flowing down in a river of beautiful pale yellow. She had one of her hands reaching towards the camera with a serene look upon her face.
As the girls headed back to Chloe's house, Rachel asked Max if she would let her do her makeup for the date, receiving a quick nod in answer. Rachel pulled her from the truck as soon as Chloe put the car in park so she could get started right away. The two girls chatted and giggled while Rachel worked on her makeup after dragging Max into Chloe's bedroom and sitting her down on the bed. She even played with her hair a little bit, sweeping the front of the faux hawk off to the right. When she was finished Max looked in the mirror and gave herself an astonished look.
"woooow," she whispered staring at herself in wonder. "I've never seen myself look like this."
"I'm glad you like it," Rachel told her with a caring smile. "You're easy to work with since you already are beautiful before make up. Now if you were deformed or something, that would be a different story. Now, what are you gonna wear?"
"I thought I would just wear this," Max said, pointing at what she was already wearing which was a pair of jean leggings with a bunch of cut's in them and a tshirt with a skull on it that glowed in the dark. Rachel looked at her with a raised eyebrow, before rolling her eyes in amusement and walking to Chloe's closet. She eased the door open and started digging through it searching through the clothes she had left behind for the perfect outfit. She pulled out a pair of leather leggings and a silver, shimmering lowcut top. She thrust them into Max's arms and gave her a pointed look.
Max laughed in amusement before tearing off the tshirt and sliding on the silver shirt in its place. She kicked the jeans off her legs and bent to work her right foot through the leather leg hole. After she got dressed, she turned to look at Rachel who was giving her an appraising look with her pointer finger resting on her lips and thumb under her chin. She moved towards Max and tucked the front of her shirt in a French tuck. She reached back into the closet and pulled out a black belt with a silver buckle in the shape of a star and slid it around Max's slim waist. She backed up to look at her again and finally kicked off her own booties and told Max they would complete her outfit.
"You look beautiful," Rachel told her with a beaming smile. "Chloe is gonna drool over you all night!"
"Won't I be kind of cold in this shirt," Max asked her, brushing her fingertips across the silky shirt.
"You'll have your leather jacket," Rachel mentioned, "and however many blankets Chloe brings along."
"Wait, do you know what she and I are doing," Max asked her with pleading eyes. "Chloe won't tell me what her idea was."
"I'll never tell," Rachel laughed. "Not only would Chloe be sad I ruined the surprise, she wouldn't tell me any plans for any future dates. I gotta be in the know, Max!"
Max snorted at her and walked past her to take a look in the large mirror in the bathroom. Rachel stood watching from the bathroom door with a large grin as Max turned around looking at herself from all angles in the mirror. These pants make my butt look good. Max shook herself out of her stupor and turned to grin back at the other girl. Max went to walk down the stairs so she and Chloe could head out, pausing in the doorway to give Rachel a hug. The two of them made their way down the stairs, and into the living room. Rachel told Kate that Frank was going to pick them up in a few minutes, having texted him 10 minutes before that she was almost done.
"Max, you look wonderful," Kate yelled to her, as she ran up and gave her a hug.
"Thanks,' Max responded enthusiastically with eyes traversing the room until the landed on Chloe. "do you like?"
"Yeah, you look so…" Chloe trailed of nervously, swallowing hard. She felt like she was salivating as she looked at the beautiful girl covered in her adorable freckles.
"Let me guess," Max said with a giggle, "grotsome?"
"Yeah," Chloe said with a laugh, nervousness fading as she remembered this was Max. They've known each other for years. "Grotsome and stunning. You ready to go?"
Max beamed at her and held out her hand, waiting until she walked up and grabbed it. They held hands until the reached Chloe's truck. She could see Frank's RV turning onto the street and rolling up towards Chloe's house. The four girls waved to each other, as two of them headed off with Frank and the other two headed off for their first date. It was reaching the golden hour as Chloe backed into a spot at the beach with her truck bed facing the ocean. They had only stopped holding hands for Chloe to shift from drive to reverse, then from reverse to park.
"So," Max said with a questioning tone in her voice. "What are we doing?"
"I thought we would have a bit of a picnic while we watch the sun set, and then lay in the truck and watch the stars," Chloe told her with a smile. "There are supposed to be meteors tonight"
"That sounds nice," Max told her before she got out of the car and headed to the back of the truck. She stepped up onto the tire and climbed into the bed, eyes taking in sight of a bunch of blankets Chloe had folded in the back. The same cooler from the bonfire was back there, as well as an insulated bag that had something in it that smelled wonderful. "Mmm, what did you pack for dinner?"
"I made some lemon pepper chicken and mashed potatoes." Chloe told her with a grin, and opened up the insulated bag and pulled out a couple of paper plates and plasticware
The two were sitting closely together as they ate dinner. Chloe pulled out a bottle of beer for herself and offered Max a drink from a selection of Smirnoff ice. Max grabbed a black cherry one for herself and sipped at it. After dinner they put down one of the thicker blankets, and leaned up against the cabin of the truck, covering themselves with the remaining blankets as it got chilly outside. The two of them were snuggling together as they watched the sun go below the horizon.
"so, what was the other timeline like," Chloe asked her as she put an arm over her shoulder and pulled her into her side. "if you don't mind talking about it. What was our reunion like?"
"Well, it was different," Max told her before turning her head to look into her eyes. "Like I said, you were blackmailing Nathan Prescott for money to pay of $3000 you owed Frank. I didn't even recognize you, but I thought you looked like a blue haired angel."
Chloe smiled at her, urging her gently to continue. She reached her left arm across her torso to grab one of Max's hands. Max turned her head to look back towards the ocean, leaning her head gently against Chloe's shoulder.
"Our actual reaction happened later that day," Max told her, "You saved me from Nathan by driving up while he was attacking Warren and Me. You were pretty pissed at me, and bit my head off a bit for not contacting you for 5 years. Totally deserved, by the way. One of the coolest things you and I did was sneak into the Blackwell pool. We had to run from security and spent the night hiding out in your room. The next morning you dared me to kiss you. I did, and I had never seen you so surprised."
The two of them laughed together at that, before Chloe pulled out a joint and gave her a shit eating grin.
"Do you mind if I light up," Chloe asked her quietly.
"As long as you share," Max responded with a laugh. Max grabbed the lit joint from Chloe and took a hit from it before continuing her story. "The hardest thing I have had to do was agree to let you die. When you kissed me at the lighthouse, I really didn't want to go back."
"We kissed another time," Chloe asked her and gave her a meaningful look.
"Yeah, it was full of passion," Max told her returning her look. "It just felt like destiny that we were meant to be together. To go back and make it never happen killed me inside."
"We're here together, now," Chloe told her squeezing at her hand and passing the joint back to her. "Max look, it's a meteor."
Max's head whipped towards the sky as she blew out a puff of smoke, watching the rock trail it's way across the night sky. The two of them sat snuggling as more meteors started to appear, passing the drug between them. They continued telling each other stories and giggled while reminiscing over their childhood.
"Remember that time I pranked you by asking if you wanted a cookie and giving you a dog treat," Chloe asked her as she burst into giggles. Chloe looked at her and stared into her eyes with tears of laughter leaking from the corners of her eyes.
"Yeah, that was sooo gross, Chloe," Max told her with faked anger, and turned her head to stare into her eyes. Max could tell she was high as she rubbed her hands up and down the comforter the two of them were using for warmth. How is it her eyes seem even bluer than before? Chloe's hand moved to cup Max's cheek, as their faces inched closer together. Max's eyes slid shut as Chloe's lips closed over her own. Max responded by pressing her lips to Chloe's and moved a hand to clutch at the blue haired girls jacket. Max pulled away to stare into Chloe's eyes again.
The two of them laid completely down in the truck bed before Chloe turned onto her side to face her and leaned back over her to kiss her again. Max could feel Chloe's lips pressing against hers, while her hand moved down to settle on her hip. Max felt something wet go across the seam of her lips, and opened her mouth in a slight gasp. She felt Chloe slip her tongue in between her parted lips and gave a slight moan as their tongues touched for the first time. Chloe slid her tongue along Max's for a bit before starting to map out the taste of her mouth. It felt like they were kissing for hours.
The two of them spent the next couple of hours snuggling, kissing, and watching the sky. They would take turns pointing out different constellations. They decided to head home when they started getting chilly, even with the blankets covering them. Max had texted Kate and Rachel to let them know they were heading back to the house. The couple arrived back to the house, and the girls made her way up the stairs and changed into pajamas. Kate texted them when she got there, and they went down to let her in.
The three girls stayed up late into the night, telling Kate about their date, and watching movies together until 12:30. The 3 of them headed up the stairs to go to bed, Chloe and Max getting into the bed, and snuggling together, while Kate laid down to sleep in the pallet of blanket's that had been piled up the night's previously.
