Part 4
Max's POV
"Maybe I should kick Courtney's ass." Maria said staring at the ceiling; we all lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Maria lightly strummed her guitar.
This is what we do, we hang out in my room. We're now graduated adults and yet we resume back to our old ways. Nothing changes with us, we're like milk chocolate; we'll always taste the same.
"Why? It wouldn't make Michael come back to you anymore than he is now." Isabel answered truthfully.
"No but it would make me feel a helluva lot better than I feel now!" Maria responded pounding her guitar.
I close my eyes and pretend I'm on the beach with Liz, she's in a two piece, a bikini. Yea, oh boy this is good.
"You're better than that Maria, Michael Guerin sucks. You can do SO much more better than the likes of him." Isabel says with a disgusted face, snapping me out of my daydream.
"Well you're a downer." Maria rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Maria why do you bother? Michael Guerin is deadbeat pothead who gets drunk and acts stupid at every public event. And if he's not doing that then he's either drinking or smoking in the back of the Gas 'n Sip." Isabel rolled onto her stomach.
"Michael's my soul-mate. I can't describe it." Maria shrugged.
Maria had it bad for Michael Guerin, an okay guy. But he broke her heart this year by cheating on Maria with some slut named Courtney. I felt bad for Maria, but we had warned her countless times, she ended up losing her innocence to him and he dumped her as soon as he found a new flavor of the week. Maria had it so bad for Guerin that she had attempted suicide three times since their break up. She's slowly healing in her own way; she's got us to help her out too. She writes songs all the time; they're all about Michael though. The reason I never kicked Michael's ass is beyond me.
"Michael, a soul-mate? Michael Guerin?" Isabel laughed, throwing a pillow at Maria. "That's the funniest thing I've heard all week since Steven Spencer's marriage proposal!" She burst out laughing.
And I must admit, Maria referring to Michael as a soul-mate was in fact a hilarious statement.
"Augh! Isabel!" Maria gets up and retaliates with a smack.
"Maria listen to yourself! You sound like a puppy dog!" Isabel shrieked, "I mean you are so totally whooped by a guy who dumped you for COURTNEY of all people!?"
"Shut up, what are you and Alex then?" Maria snapped.
Oh boy here we go.
"Max! Phone for you!" I hear Mia call.
Saved by the phone.
I walk out and see a weird grin on Mia's face. This is not good. Last time I seen that look on her face was last year when J-Man got into my CD collection and played frizbee with them out back.
"What?" I ask curious.
"It's Liz Parker." She says swinging the phone in her hand.
I grab the phone and am about to make my way to the bathroom when I am sideswiped by Mia who runs giggling to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it.
My office!
Shit, What now? What now?
I look at J-man and look to my room. Okay so my choices are of two things.
1.) To speak to the love of my life in a room with two gabbing girls who will tease me the whole time I'm on the phone.
Or.
2.) Sit out here with the J-Man, who might possibly blurt out random embarrassing moments about me.
The choice was not easy.
"No noise; no sound; no movement. Nothing." I say to Jason, taking a deep breath I begin my conversation with me love, "H-hello?" I say in the phone, and begin to pace the living room with Jason following my every movement behind me.
"Hello is this Max Evans?" Her sweet voice chimes on the other end, I love the way my name sounds coming out her lips.
"Yes, yes I'm he, I-I'm M-Max Evans." I stuttered. "Quick question: do you know who I am?" Well hey, a guy's gotta ask.
"Yeah, we sat together at Bell Square." She says.
"Yeah, yeah, so you remember?" I say getting my hopes up.
"No, I read it in the message." She sounded as if she were blushing, I bet she was blushing.
"Okay, so its Max, and, uh..uh..let's go out. You wanna go out?" I blurt, I babble when I'm nervous, it's an annoying habit I get from Maria.
Liz laughs on the other line, this causes me to smile myself, "I can't I'm busy." She says.
I'm momentarily knocked down, "Oh, okay. Well how about Saturday?"
"I can't." She says soft.
"Today? Tonight? How about tonight?" I babble again.
"Tonight?" She laughs, "I can't tonight but-"
"So you're like monumentally busy?" I say sadly.
"Well, no. Not monumentally." She giggles.
"Look Liz, I'm sorry but I can't allow you to leave the country without attending
Vehlere's graduation thing. This gentleman he's, he's 22 and he, and he dresses up like the Lakeside rooster and he, and he makes this drink called purple passion-"
"Actually I think that..." Liz tried to say.
"You know you're not in England yet. You know that of course. By the way I just wanted to let you know that I lived in England for 3 months and my parents are in the army so they lived in England and Germany and so I can give you an enormous amount of tips, many tips, British tips." I babbled yet again.
She burst out laughing then, "I don't about you Max. But okay. I'll go."
"You will?" Wow that was a surprise.
"Yeah, I will." She says softly.
"Okay, we're going out. It's a date, it's a scam. Whatever, whatever." I say.
"Okay, I'll see you Friday." She officializes it.
"Great! See you then, tomorrow, I'll pick you up at seven?"
"Seven." She says.
"Seven." I repeat in awe.
We hang up.
And I collapse onto the couch behind me.
*
Liz's POV
I can't believe I just made plans with a complete stranger. I can't believe myself. Who AM I?
Who's Max Evans?
When I've finally come to my senses I jump up of my bed over to my windowsill. I grab my yearbook and thumb through the pages until I get to the E's. I really hope he's not an ugly dumb buffoon.
Evans. Evans.
Evans! Max. Max Evans here we are.
Oh!
He seems a bit aloof in his picture but all in all it's his dark dreamy eyes that catch my attention. His raven black hair goes perfect with his complexion. My, my Mr. Evans, I smile. What nice lips you have! Oh dear! Their I go again! I smack my self on the forehead. Where re these thoughts coming from?
"Lizzie? Honey you alright up there?" I hear my father call.
"Yea! I'm fine daddy! I'm going out tonight okay?" I say glaring down at my yearbook once more taking in Max Evans face.
We'll maybe this won't be that bad after all.
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A/N: How am I doing so far? You guys liking this? Or not????
Max's POV
"Maybe I should kick Courtney's ass." Maria said staring at the ceiling; we all lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Maria lightly strummed her guitar.
This is what we do, we hang out in my room. We're now graduated adults and yet we resume back to our old ways. Nothing changes with us, we're like milk chocolate; we'll always taste the same.
"Why? It wouldn't make Michael come back to you anymore than he is now." Isabel answered truthfully.
"No but it would make me feel a helluva lot better than I feel now!" Maria responded pounding her guitar.
I close my eyes and pretend I'm on the beach with Liz, she's in a two piece, a bikini. Yea, oh boy this is good.
"You're better than that Maria, Michael Guerin sucks. You can do SO much more better than the likes of him." Isabel says with a disgusted face, snapping me out of my daydream.
"Well you're a downer." Maria rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Maria why do you bother? Michael Guerin is deadbeat pothead who gets drunk and acts stupid at every public event. And if he's not doing that then he's either drinking or smoking in the back of the Gas 'n Sip." Isabel rolled onto her stomach.
"Michael's my soul-mate. I can't describe it." Maria shrugged.
Maria had it bad for Michael Guerin, an okay guy. But he broke her heart this year by cheating on Maria with some slut named Courtney. I felt bad for Maria, but we had warned her countless times, she ended up losing her innocence to him and he dumped her as soon as he found a new flavor of the week. Maria had it so bad for Guerin that she had attempted suicide three times since their break up. She's slowly healing in her own way; she's got us to help her out too. She writes songs all the time; they're all about Michael though. The reason I never kicked Michael's ass is beyond me.
"Michael, a soul-mate? Michael Guerin?" Isabel laughed, throwing a pillow at Maria. "That's the funniest thing I've heard all week since Steven Spencer's marriage proposal!" She burst out laughing.
And I must admit, Maria referring to Michael as a soul-mate was in fact a hilarious statement.
"Augh! Isabel!" Maria gets up and retaliates with a smack.
"Maria listen to yourself! You sound like a puppy dog!" Isabel shrieked, "I mean you are so totally whooped by a guy who dumped you for COURTNEY of all people!?"
"Shut up, what are you and Alex then?" Maria snapped.
Oh boy here we go.
"Max! Phone for you!" I hear Mia call.
Saved by the phone.
I walk out and see a weird grin on Mia's face. This is not good. Last time I seen that look on her face was last year when J-Man got into my CD collection and played frizbee with them out back.
"What?" I ask curious.
"It's Liz Parker." She says swinging the phone in her hand.
I grab the phone and am about to make my way to the bathroom when I am sideswiped by Mia who runs giggling to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it.
My office!
Shit, What now? What now?
I look at J-man and look to my room. Okay so my choices are of two things.
1.) To speak to the love of my life in a room with two gabbing girls who will tease me the whole time I'm on the phone.
Or.
2.) Sit out here with the J-Man, who might possibly blurt out random embarrassing moments about me.
The choice was not easy.
"No noise; no sound; no movement. Nothing." I say to Jason, taking a deep breath I begin my conversation with me love, "H-hello?" I say in the phone, and begin to pace the living room with Jason following my every movement behind me.
"Hello is this Max Evans?" Her sweet voice chimes on the other end, I love the way my name sounds coming out her lips.
"Yes, yes I'm he, I-I'm M-Max Evans." I stuttered. "Quick question: do you know who I am?" Well hey, a guy's gotta ask.
"Yeah, we sat together at Bell Square." She says.
"Yeah, yeah, so you remember?" I say getting my hopes up.
"No, I read it in the message." She sounded as if she were blushing, I bet she was blushing.
"Okay, so its Max, and, uh..uh..let's go out. You wanna go out?" I blurt, I babble when I'm nervous, it's an annoying habit I get from Maria.
Liz laughs on the other line, this causes me to smile myself, "I can't I'm busy." She says.
I'm momentarily knocked down, "Oh, okay. Well how about Saturday?"
"I can't." She says soft.
"Today? Tonight? How about tonight?" I babble again.
"Tonight?" She laughs, "I can't tonight but-"
"So you're like monumentally busy?" I say sadly.
"Well, no. Not monumentally." She giggles.
"Look Liz, I'm sorry but I can't allow you to leave the country without attending
Vehlere's graduation thing. This gentleman he's, he's 22 and he, and he dresses up like the Lakeside rooster and he, and he makes this drink called purple passion-"
"Actually I think that..." Liz tried to say.
"You know you're not in England yet. You know that of course. By the way I just wanted to let you know that I lived in England for 3 months and my parents are in the army so they lived in England and Germany and so I can give you an enormous amount of tips, many tips, British tips." I babbled yet again.
She burst out laughing then, "I don't about you Max. But okay. I'll go."
"You will?" Wow that was a surprise.
"Yeah, I will." She says softly.
"Okay, we're going out. It's a date, it's a scam. Whatever, whatever." I say.
"Okay, I'll see you Friday." She officializes it.
"Great! See you then, tomorrow, I'll pick you up at seven?"
"Seven." She says.
"Seven." I repeat in awe.
We hang up.
And I collapse onto the couch behind me.
*
Liz's POV
I can't believe I just made plans with a complete stranger. I can't believe myself. Who AM I?
Who's Max Evans?
When I've finally come to my senses I jump up of my bed over to my windowsill. I grab my yearbook and thumb through the pages until I get to the E's. I really hope he's not an ugly dumb buffoon.
Evans. Evans.
Evans! Max. Max Evans here we are.
Oh!
He seems a bit aloof in his picture but all in all it's his dark dreamy eyes that catch my attention. His raven black hair goes perfect with his complexion. My, my Mr. Evans, I smile. What nice lips you have! Oh dear! Their I go again! I smack my self on the forehead. Where re these thoughts coming from?
"Lizzie? Honey you alright up there?" I hear my father call.
"Yea! I'm fine daddy! I'm going out tonight okay?" I say glaring down at my yearbook once more taking in Max Evans face.
We'll maybe this won't be that bad after all.
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A/N: How am I doing so far? You guys liking this? Or not????