Max's POV
One thing I think I should mention before we get any further into this story.
Isabel and me do not live with our parents. We live with our sister, Midea, we call her Mia. Mia, has a 4 going on 5 year old son, named Jason, I call him J-Man. Mia was with some jerk named Tim until he knocked her up and left her behind. When my parents moved to Germany -because my father's in the army, Iz and I decided to stay and help Mia out. We loved her; we just couldn't abandon her like that. Mia was special she was so pretty, she had long brown ringlet-curly hair that hung down past her shoulders, her eyes were like honey and her body was something that made me have to beat up A LOT of gawking pervert guys.
"Hey! We're home from the doctor's office!" Mia yelled walking through the front door.
J-Man walked in hesitant.
"What happen to J?" I asked.
"He has a terrible cough and sore throat." She said rubbing his forehead.
"Yeah." Jason looked to the floor.
"Bad throat, huh J-Man? He's not at full YEAH strength. Poor little man." I frowned. He'd usually be bouncing off the walls by now and screaming YEAH!
I walked into the kitchen and sat in a stool.
"Where's Iz?" Mia said putting groceries away.
"At work." I replied.
"I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your guy's graduation this morning babe." Mia touched my cheek sadly.
"No biggie," I shrugged, "Hey my brother? Can I borrow a copy of your Hey Soul Classics ?" I kneeled down to J-Man and teased.
To which he replied, "No my brother, you have to go buy your own." He smiled, and I ruffled his hair.
"Max can you not get him all riled up right now, we just got home and I'm exhausted. " She grimaced.
"Sorry, mean " I smirked, she rolled her eyes.
"Get out of the kitchen and go do something productive with your life." She shoved me out.
"I don't see no red line saying I'm not allowed in here." I protested.
"Well there is now GET OUT!" She screamed irritated. I just LOVED making her pissed off.
"Good thing there's not a red line on you, J-Man!" I shouted picking Jason up and tossing him through the air.
"Why can't you be his uncle and not his playmate?!?" Mia shrieked.
"Why can't you be in a good mood? How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood and be in a good mood once in a while?" I said to her seriously.
"Gee it's easy!" She just stared at me annoyed.
"Look, I'm sorry that T-I-M left you, but I am not T-I-M." I whispered eyeing Jason. "Remember this... you used to be fun! You used to be warped and twisted and hilarious. And I mean that in the best way, I mean it as a compliment." I said grabbing her by the shoulders.
She giggled, there we go!
"I'll be in my office." I said grabbing the cordless and walking to the bathroom.
"Didn't I just wash this shirt?" Mia asked Jason picking him up into her arms.
"YEAH!!!!!!" Jason screamed.
"Not in my ear. Not in my ear!!!" Mia shrieked.
I had to do this. If I didn't do it now, I wouldn't do it EVER. And if I didn't do it ever I will die an old man, alone, with a bottle of unused Viagra and an old dog named Lucky who will be my ONLY friend in the world. I'll be old and grumpy and no one will come to visit me and no one could come near my little shack and no one would dare let their kids near my shack. They'll probably through eggs at my home and I will have to come out with my cane in the air and my gray hair -wait, never mind that part, that will never happen because I will NEVER have gray hair.
ANYWAYS!
I walked into my office and shut the door. Locking it behind me. This was where I made ALL my most important phone calls. This was the ONE place that no one could bother me in. I set the phone on the sink and gave myself a pep talk. If you haven't noticed my office is the bathroom.
"You can do this. I KNOW you can do this.. So DO it!" Okay. I looked at myself in the mirror, alright I guess. I fixed my hair a bit, smoothed out my shirt then grabbed the phone punching in numbers I had dialed many times and hung up every time I had. But today, I would not hang up.
"Hello?" A male voice answered.
"Hi yes, uh, uh is Liz P-Parker home?" I stuttered.
"Uh no she's not, may I ask who's calling?" He said, he's who I'm guessing is her father; my future father in law.
"Uh, Yes, Max Evans." I replied confidant. I paced the bathroom.
"Oh, is this the guy with the red mustang?" Mr. Parker asked.
"Uh. No." I answered confused.
"Is this the guy with the black Beamer?" Mr. Parker asked again.
"Uh, no sir I own a blue Chevelle." I responded.
"Oh," He paused, "No matter, can I take a message?"
"Yes, this is Max Evans calling Liz Parker we met at the food court in the mall and -uh -yea I'm
Max Evans and my number is 555-1342." I blurted.
"Okay." Mr. Parker says.
"Max Evans, 555-1342; 5..5..5..1342. 555-1342."
"O-kay Max, I've think I got it." He chuckles.
"Okay thank you sir good bye." I hang up and take a deep breath. I did it!
I just left my number to Liz Parker's dad. My future father in law. I did it, nothing to it. It was a piece of cake.
So why do I feel like I'm gonna faint?
*
(Phone rings)
"Hello?" Mr. Parker answers.
"Is Liz Parker around?"
"No she's not, I'm her father." Mr. Parker says.
"Well this is Diane Court calling to say that Liz Parker has won the coveted scholarship, the Reid
Scholarship; she'll be studying in England." The lady giggled sensing the excited tension in the air.
"Oh my goodness! My Lizzie's been accepted! Thank you ma'am!" Mr. Parker does a dance and runs to his car to go tell Liz, who is at work in their Diner, the CrashDown.
*Mr. Parker sings along to radio*
"We hear you're leaving, that's OK
I thought our little wild time had just begun,
I guess you kind of scared yourself, you turn and run
But if you have a change of heart.
Rikki don't lose that number;
You don't wanna call nobody else.
Send it off in a letter to yourself.
Rikki don't lose that number;
It's the only one you own.
You might use it if you feel better,
When you get home.
I have a friend in town, he's heard your name.
We can go out driving on Slow Hand Row
We could stay inside and play games I don't know
And you could have a change of heart.
Rikki don't lose that number;
You don't wanna call nobody else.
Send it off in a letter to yourself.
Rikki don't lose that number;
It's the only one you own.
You might use it if you feel better,
When you get home.
You tell yourself you're not my kind
But you don't even know your mind.
And you could have a change of heart.
Rikki don't lose that number;
You don't wanna call nobody else.
Send it off in a letter to yourself.
Rikki don't lose that number;
It's the only one you own.
You might use it if you feel better,
When you get home.
Rikki don't lose that number
(Rikki don't lose that number)
Rikki don't lose that number."
Mr. Parker skips all the way inside the CrashDown and stop right in front of Liz. "We need to talk."
He smiled pulling her into the lounge area, "Excuse me everyone but may I have a moment alone with my daughter?" Mr. Parker asks everyone inside the lounge, everyone smiles and nods their heads exiting.
"What is dad? Is something wrong?" Liz says worried.
"No honey nothings wrong, nothing wrong, everything's right!" Mr. Parker shouts happily.
"Well what is it?" Liz giggles at his father's playful behavior.
"You got the Reid Scholarship, my baby's going to England!" Mr. Parker jumped up and down.
Liz slumped to the ground in disbelief, "No." She shook her head.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Mr. Parker pulled her back up, "You're the best in the country...One brilliant person who is so special they celebrate you on two continents." He boosts her ego.
Reality seemed to have finally hit Liz, "OH MY GOSH! DADDY! I'M GOING TO ENGLAND!!!!" She screamed and hugged her dad tight as she could.
They laughed, they cried and Liz Parker left work that day feeling on top of the world.
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A/N: How was that??? Next part will have M/L interaction! WooHoo!
~Elena
One thing I think I should mention before we get any further into this story.
Isabel and me do not live with our parents. We live with our sister, Midea, we call her Mia. Mia, has a 4 going on 5 year old son, named Jason, I call him J-Man. Mia was with some jerk named Tim until he knocked her up and left her behind. When my parents moved to Germany -because my father's in the army, Iz and I decided to stay and help Mia out. We loved her; we just couldn't abandon her like that. Mia was special she was so pretty, she had long brown ringlet-curly hair that hung down past her shoulders, her eyes were like honey and her body was something that made me have to beat up A LOT of gawking pervert guys.
"Hey! We're home from the doctor's office!" Mia yelled walking through the front door.
J-Man walked in hesitant.
"What happen to J?" I asked.
"He has a terrible cough and sore throat." She said rubbing his forehead.
"Yeah." Jason looked to the floor.
"Bad throat, huh J-Man? He's not at full YEAH strength. Poor little man." I frowned. He'd usually be bouncing off the walls by now and screaming YEAH!
I walked into the kitchen and sat in a stool.
"Where's Iz?" Mia said putting groceries away.
"At work." I replied.
"I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your guy's graduation this morning babe." Mia touched my cheek sadly.
"No biggie," I shrugged, "Hey my brother? Can I borrow a copy of your Hey Soul Classics ?" I kneeled down to J-Man and teased.
To which he replied, "No my brother, you have to go buy your own." He smiled, and I ruffled his hair.
"Max can you not get him all riled up right now, we just got home and I'm exhausted. " She grimaced.
"Sorry, mean " I smirked, she rolled her eyes.
"Get out of the kitchen and go do something productive with your life." She shoved me out.
"I don't see no red line saying I'm not allowed in here." I protested.
"Well there is now GET OUT!" She screamed irritated. I just LOVED making her pissed off.
"Good thing there's not a red line on you, J-Man!" I shouted picking Jason up and tossing him through the air.
"Why can't you be his uncle and not his playmate?!?" Mia shrieked.
"Why can't you be in a good mood? How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood and be in a good mood once in a while?" I said to her seriously.
"Gee it's easy!" She just stared at me annoyed.
"Look, I'm sorry that T-I-M left you, but I am not T-I-M." I whispered eyeing Jason. "Remember this... you used to be fun! You used to be warped and twisted and hilarious. And I mean that in the best way, I mean it as a compliment." I said grabbing her by the shoulders.
She giggled, there we go!
"I'll be in my office." I said grabbing the cordless and walking to the bathroom.
"Didn't I just wash this shirt?" Mia asked Jason picking him up into her arms.
"YEAH!!!!!!" Jason screamed.
"Not in my ear. Not in my ear!!!" Mia shrieked.
I had to do this. If I didn't do it now, I wouldn't do it EVER. And if I didn't do it ever I will die an old man, alone, with a bottle of unused Viagra and an old dog named Lucky who will be my ONLY friend in the world. I'll be old and grumpy and no one will come to visit me and no one could come near my little shack and no one would dare let their kids near my shack. They'll probably through eggs at my home and I will have to come out with my cane in the air and my gray hair -wait, never mind that part, that will never happen because I will NEVER have gray hair.
ANYWAYS!
I walked into my office and shut the door. Locking it behind me. This was where I made ALL my most important phone calls. This was the ONE place that no one could bother me in. I set the phone on the sink and gave myself a pep talk. If you haven't noticed my office is the bathroom.
"You can do this. I KNOW you can do this.. So DO it!" Okay. I looked at myself in the mirror, alright I guess. I fixed my hair a bit, smoothed out my shirt then grabbed the phone punching in numbers I had dialed many times and hung up every time I had. But today, I would not hang up.
"Hello?" A male voice answered.
"Hi yes, uh, uh is Liz P-Parker home?" I stuttered.
"Uh no she's not, may I ask who's calling?" He said, he's who I'm guessing is her father; my future father in law.
"Uh, Yes, Max Evans." I replied confidant. I paced the bathroom.
"Oh, is this the guy with the red mustang?" Mr. Parker asked.
"Uh. No." I answered confused.
"Is this the guy with the black Beamer?" Mr. Parker asked again.
"Uh, no sir I own a blue Chevelle." I responded.
"Oh," He paused, "No matter, can I take a message?"
"Yes, this is Max Evans calling Liz Parker we met at the food court in the mall and -uh -yea I'm
Max Evans and my number is 555-1342." I blurted.
"Okay." Mr. Parker says.
"Max Evans, 555-1342; 5..5..5..1342. 555-1342."
"O-kay Max, I've think I got it." He chuckles.
"Okay thank you sir good bye." I hang up and take a deep breath. I did it!
I just left my number to Liz Parker's dad. My future father in law. I did it, nothing to it. It was a piece of cake.
So why do I feel like I'm gonna faint?
*
(Phone rings)
"Hello?" Mr. Parker answers.
"Is Liz Parker around?"
"No she's not, I'm her father." Mr. Parker says.
"Well this is Diane Court calling to say that Liz Parker has won the coveted scholarship, the Reid
Scholarship; she'll be studying in England." The lady giggled sensing the excited tension in the air.
"Oh my goodness! My Lizzie's been accepted! Thank you ma'am!" Mr. Parker does a dance and runs to his car to go tell Liz, who is at work in their Diner, the CrashDown.
*Mr. Parker sings along to radio*
"We hear you're leaving, that's OK
I thought our little wild time had just begun,
I guess you kind of scared yourself, you turn and run
But if you have a change of heart.
Rikki don't lose that number;
You don't wanna call nobody else.
Send it off in a letter to yourself.
Rikki don't lose that number;
It's the only one you own.
You might use it if you feel better,
When you get home.
I have a friend in town, he's heard your name.
We can go out driving on Slow Hand Row
We could stay inside and play games I don't know
And you could have a change of heart.
Rikki don't lose that number;
You don't wanna call nobody else.
Send it off in a letter to yourself.
Rikki don't lose that number;
It's the only one you own.
You might use it if you feel better,
When you get home.
You tell yourself you're not my kind
But you don't even know your mind.
And you could have a change of heart.
Rikki don't lose that number;
You don't wanna call nobody else.
Send it off in a letter to yourself.
Rikki don't lose that number;
It's the only one you own.
You might use it if you feel better,
When you get home.
Rikki don't lose that number
(Rikki don't lose that number)
Rikki don't lose that number."
Mr. Parker skips all the way inside the CrashDown and stop right in front of Liz. "We need to talk."
He smiled pulling her into the lounge area, "Excuse me everyone but may I have a moment alone with my daughter?" Mr. Parker asks everyone inside the lounge, everyone smiles and nods their heads exiting.
"What is dad? Is something wrong?" Liz says worried.
"No honey nothings wrong, nothing wrong, everything's right!" Mr. Parker shouts happily.
"Well what is it?" Liz giggles at his father's playful behavior.
"You got the Reid Scholarship, my baby's going to England!" Mr. Parker jumped up and down.
Liz slumped to the ground in disbelief, "No." She shook her head.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Mr. Parker pulled her back up, "You're the best in the country...One brilliant person who is so special they celebrate you on two continents." He boosts her ego.
Reality seemed to have finally hit Liz, "OH MY GOSH! DADDY! I'M GOING TO ENGLAND!!!!" She screamed and hugged her dad tight as she could.
They laughed, they cried and Liz Parker left work that day feeling on top of the world.
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A/N: How was that??? Next part will have M/L interaction! WooHoo!
~Elena