A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I failed to bring out a part yesterday, I am trying my
best but life is very very busy at the moment! I probably won't have time
to get a part out tomorrow either just cos I have no time to come onto the
internet but I should get one out on Wednesday. Thank you for the feedback
it's great to hear from you all. One person said something about too many
exclamation marks, sorry if this annoys you I'll take it into consideration
but I have about 25 chapters of this written already so I'm afraid you'll
have to put up with it for a while, please just try to ignore it. I hope
you can read the story for the words and not for my awful punctuation.
Don't forget the feedback! See you all soon.
CHAPTER 8
Max' POV
At this moment in time there is only one thing I can do. Gawk! Have you ever walked into a room to see an angel sitting before you? Fine, have you ever walked into a biology lab to see an angel sitting before you? Thought not. Well this is just another part of my odd life.
Here I am, standing next to the door looking like a maniac. And why am I just standing here? Because I can't take my eyes of something, someone in the room. And no it's not Pam Troy. If ever the day comes when I look at Pam Troy and think I've gone to heaven, I'll kill myself and make sure I really do go to heaven. Though yes Pam Troy is an interesting sight for a guy's eyes at the moment seeing as she's jut pulled her top down another two inches, any further and it'll really be past the point of no return.
But I'm not the kind of guy to leer at Pam. No honestly I'm not! She just never seems to leave me alone. It can really get to you after FOUR YEARS!!! But my mind is solely occupied with my angel, Liz. Only someone as innocent as her could look so amazingly good just reading a biology book! She's completely engrossed in it, she doesn't even seem to notice what's going on around her, a few strands of hair are hanging in front of her face. Ohhh what I wouldn't do just to push that hair away from her face. I would do anything just to touch her, taste her and. DOWN BOY! Max get your mind out of the gutter!
Right so talking to her. talking to her. breathe Maxwell. Just walk across the room, ignore the weird looks you're getting from people, it's just cos you've been standing at the door for the last five minutes. Walk, ignore Pam pulling her top lower, and smiling at you, focus on Liz, focus on Liz! Shit, that would be a chair! Way to go Max! Fall over a chair! Now everyone's really looking at you! Just keep focusing on Liz.
'Hi Liz!' Damn that stupid teenaged-boy rule that says your voice squeaks when you're nervous. 'So what you doing?' Oh yeah great question Max seeing as she's looking at a book!! Clever guy! Liz is looking at me kinda weird, which isn't really surprising when I asked her what she was doing while she stared at book.
'Yeah.'
Eh? Excuse my lack of words but since when did 'yeah' classify as doing something?? Right now I'm really confused. And I thought my question was bad.
'Uh, Liz, were you actually listening to that, cos ummm I don't think what you're doing is yeah.'
She looks a little flustered and embarrassed. Hell I don't know why. She wasn't the one who walked into a room, stood by the door for five minutes staring at someone reading, fell over a chair, and asked the person reading what they were doing!
'I was, errrrm, yeah, I was, PLANNING OUR EXPERIMENT!'
Okay, the shouting at me bit was a little over the top. I know it's probably gonna make her feel worse but I can feel my eyebrow raising, I have spent WAY too much time with Michael! Pam Troy's laughing at Liz. She's going red. I know I shouldn't laugh but she just looks so cute when she's embarrassed and really if I don't laugh I'll just do something even more stupid like puke on her or start choking.
Perhaps laughing wasn't such a good idea, she looks ready to strangle me.
She laughing? She's laughing too!! I made her laugh!! Score one for Evans! This boy is on a roll! Bring it on! Evans, Evans he's our man, if he can't do it no one can! Goooo E-V-A-N-S! I apologize for that, Issy got onto the cheerleading team last year.
So Liz and I are laughing, Pam's shut up and I haven't made a complete fool of myself again. Could life get any better?
'PARKER! EVANS! Stop acting like animals and start working!'
Oh perfect, just frickin' wonderful! Game, set, match to Parrot! Damn it! Well there goes that snatched moment of happiness. Not only did I yet again make myself look like a prat but I managed to get Liz into it too. I swear the gods hate me!
Just look at the book, pretend you're working. What ever you do don't get Liz into trouble again. Don't even talk to her, she probably hates you!
And once again I, Max Evans, mess up any chance Liz and I ever had of being close. Isn't life just spiffing?!?
CHAPTER 8
Max' POV
At this moment in time there is only one thing I can do. Gawk! Have you ever walked into a room to see an angel sitting before you? Fine, have you ever walked into a biology lab to see an angel sitting before you? Thought not. Well this is just another part of my odd life.
Here I am, standing next to the door looking like a maniac. And why am I just standing here? Because I can't take my eyes of something, someone in the room. And no it's not Pam Troy. If ever the day comes when I look at Pam Troy and think I've gone to heaven, I'll kill myself and make sure I really do go to heaven. Though yes Pam Troy is an interesting sight for a guy's eyes at the moment seeing as she's jut pulled her top down another two inches, any further and it'll really be past the point of no return.
But I'm not the kind of guy to leer at Pam. No honestly I'm not! She just never seems to leave me alone. It can really get to you after FOUR YEARS!!! But my mind is solely occupied with my angel, Liz. Only someone as innocent as her could look so amazingly good just reading a biology book! She's completely engrossed in it, she doesn't even seem to notice what's going on around her, a few strands of hair are hanging in front of her face. Ohhh what I wouldn't do just to push that hair away from her face. I would do anything just to touch her, taste her and. DOWN BOY! Max get your mind out of the gutter!
Right so talking to her. talking to her. breathe Maxwell. Just walk across the room, ignore the weird looks you're getting from people, it's just cos you've been standing at the door for the last five minutes. Walk, ignore Pam pulling her top lower, and smiling at you, focus on Liz, focus on Liz! Shit, that would be a chair! Way to go Max! Fall over a chair! Now everyone's really looking at you! Just keep focusing on Liz.
'Hi Liz!' Damn that stupid teenaged-boy rule that says your voice squeaks when you're nervous. 'So what you doing?' Oh yeah great question Max seeing as she's looking at a book!! Clever guy! Liz is looking at me kinda weird, which isn't really surprising when I asked her what she was doing while she stared at book.
'Yeah.'
Eh? Excuse my lack of words but since when did 'yeah' classify as doing something?? Right now I'm really confused. And I thought my question was bad.
'Uh, Liz, were you actually listening to that, cos ummm I don't think what you're doing is yeah.'
She looks a little flustered and embarrassed. Hell I don't know why. She wasn't the one who walked into a room, stood by the door for five minutes staring at someone reading, fell over a chair, and asked the person reading what they were doing!
'I was, errrrm, yeah, I was, PLANNING OUR EXPERIMENT!'
Okay, the shouting at me bit was a little over the top. I know it's probably gonna make her feel worse but I can feel my eyebrow raising, I have spent WAY too much time with Michael! Pam Troy's laughing at Liz. She's going red. I know I shouldn't laugh but she just looks so cute when she's embarrassed and really if I don't laugh I'll just do something even more stupid like puke on her or start choking.
Perhaps laughing wasn't such a good idea, she looks ready to strangle me.
She laughing? She's laughing too!! I made her laugh!! Score one for Evans! This boy is on a roll! Bring it on! Evans, Evans he's our man, if he can't do it no one can! Goooo E-V-A-N-S! I apologize for that, Issy got onto the cheerleading team last year.
So Liz and I are laughing, Pam's shut up and I haven't made a complete fool of myself again. Could life get any better?
'PARKER! EVANS! Stop acting like animals and start working!'
Oh perfect, just frickin' wonderful! Game, set, match to Parrot! Damn it! Well there goes that snatched moment of happiness. Not only did I yet again make myself look like a prat but I managed to get Liz into it too. I swear the gods hate me!
Just look at the book, pretend you're working. What ever you do don't get Liz into trouble again. Don't even talk to her, she probably hates you!
And once again I, Max Evans, mess up any chance Liz and I ever had of being close. Isn't life just spiffing?!?