Dis: I don't own Terry and 'em. The Characters no one knows are mine.
I'm a VERY BIG Batman Beyond fan. It has taken 8 months to put this together. I also have a fic in X-men the movie and
Disney's Gargoyles as well as x-men comic that I'm very proud of. I have to put the chapters in order and clean some things up.
You need a BETA reader for any fandom, e-mail me.
X-men: My Lover's Keeper and His content.
Gargoyles: Die today. Live tomorrow.
I moved back to Taif, Saudi Arabia last May (air force brat) so least to say I have all the time in the world to work on four fan
fiction that have been eating at my muse.
OH. A few things. I know Max has siblings but I could remember how many and all that. Contrary to my story, I have no problems
with Dana Tan and the others. TCM: Tunner Classic Movies.
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Max pulled open the hall door to Hamilton high, she looked at her watch. 5 minutes until lunch.
Along side her, a guy known to all as Leo (because no one knew his real name), ran up followed by Cree his girlfriend. Leo looked
worried, a bit more wired then his usual self. His girlfriend the green striped daft punk looked happily calm. He tapped Max on her shoulder.
" You got it?"
Max turned to the odd couple. " Got credit?" She asked laughing as she smacked his still tapping finger away. Cree smirked
lovingly and enclosed his hands in hers. " He had an extra espresso this morning." Max giggled a bit more as she waved them to
follow her.
The three walked down the hall. In the hall, a small crowd had formed, Max recognized the disagreeing voices in the middle but
pushed past the bystanders to her locker. Punching the code in, her locker clicked open. She reached inside, produced three mini desk.
" Red is Bio, Pink is Geo, and Cree, blue is your essay info."
Leo passed the blue desk to Cree, who pulled out a 50 credit spot and handed it to Max.
" Nice doing business with you." Cree winked and pulled Leo along stuffing his hands in his pockets.
Max laughed again. The crowd to her left got bigger. She let her locker door shield her face from the others. On the other side the
voices had gotten louder now .
" You didn't even call me Terry."
Ok, so Dana was ditched by Terry. No new news.
" It was to late call, your father would have chewed me out."
True. Max thought. Dana's dad goes ballistic over things like that......well mostly just on Terry. He climbed into her window
around 2 in the morning.
" Voice mail, e-mail, fax, smoke signal, morse code, ANYTHING would have be nice."
Max helped another customer of hers and deposited the credit into her bag with the rest.. She sighed, she covered for Terry best
she could this weekend.
" I already told you I was sorry Dana, why are you so up-set."
There was a pause. Then a harsh slap and a collective "oooo" sound from the crowd. Max peaked out from behind the locker. The
crowd split as Dana stalked down towards her. She looked behind Dana, to Terry rubbing the left side of his face with his hand.
Max pulled out another desk and handed to Hamilton's newest jock 5'11, 180lb, white haired, ass, other wise known as Todd, who
she just noticed was so close to her she could smell his cologne. He put on so much he was considered flammable.
" You want to back off my ass?" She asked with a fake smile. She didn't like him, he liked himself to much and was always to
close to her when she wasn't looking.
" Just enjoying the view." Todd smirked, put the desk in his pocket and pulled out the credit cost.
Max reached for her fair, but Todd teased, pulling just out of her reach.
Dana stocked past them down the hall to the cafeteria. Max reached again, Todd pulled it back again. Max growled and glared at him.
"Be somewhere, now." Terry commanded, snatching the card from his hand. Todd stood upright looking Terry in the eyes. This
little twip, McGinnis was claiming squirrel that didn't belong to him, Max was free territory. Todd looked over Terry's shoulder
and winked at her then walked away. Max grimaced at him and turned to the small mirror stuck to the back of her locker. She
rustled her hand in her hair in an a attempt to ignore Todd. She noticed the reflection behind hers, focused on it and frowned.
Trevor, the better looking of the Rodriguez twins stood gazing at her.Trevor had the same square faced, brown eyes. His auburn
hair was short and spiked in the front . Unlike his not so better half clad in blue jeans and his letter man. Trevor was never seen
without pressed khaki and a crisp rouge colored button down over a white shirt. His eyebrows were pierced with small barbells the
sam red color.
Max slammed her locker shut and turned around to face him, Terry did the same. Trevor gave bowed and followed his brother into
the cafeteria. Max followed him with her eyes and shock the chill he gave her.
Terry smirked and handed her the credit. She sighed heavily and stuffed it in her bag.
"Did you hear that?" He pointed down the hall to where he and Dana were standing. Max gently brushed the light red mark on his
cheek. "Everyone heard that!" She stated. He shooed her hand away.
They walked down, to the double doors, into the mess hall as most would call it. The room was divided among the clique in their
usual spots. Max walked through the crows of people nodding to the familiaris and a few customers. Terry glanced over to table la
Jock. The crew sat eating their lunch and chatting. Dana sat between Chelsea and Blade looking at him, muttering something then
giving an ugly smirk. Terry looked away and followed Max into the lunch line.
" I'm the middle man who gets stuck with the Press work when you and Dana have your not so private arguments." Max was
referring to the gossip crew that would later milk her for info about Terry and Dana. She handing him a green plastic lunch tray
with a fork and a few napkins.
" She is breaking up with me." He said following her the few steps to the first stop in the line.
Menu: Beef Stroganoff/ Taco Salad
Jell-O/salad
peanut butter cookie
Max contemplated eating the brown watery slush that Gotham school distracted deemed meat, but her best judgement settled in
and she took the two more steps to the next stop.
Terry watched her evaluate the food by poking at a small bowel of blue jell-O. Pleased with it she sat it on her tray and spoke. " If I
knew what she knew I would do the same."
Terry almost dropped his jell-O."What?!"
What did Dana know? Nothing about Batman, right. "She doesn't know anything?" he said a loud.
"That's my point." She answered. Deciding she would grab something to eat on the way home after school she skipped everything
else and grabbed a chocolate milk.
" I can't tell Dana about my night job." Terry glanced back over his shoulder. Blade was patting Dana on the back saying something
not in Terry's behalf ,he was sure.
" Why not?" Max asked. She pulled out some credits and payed the lunch lady. A red head girl walked up and pulled out credit.
Max smiled and started rummaging in her backpack for the girl's weeks forth of Chem notes desk. Terry picked up both their trays
and headed for a empty table followed by the two girls.
He sat down and waited for Max to finish before answering her question. Before he could open his mouth three of Hamilton best
cheerleaders strolled up to the table pom-poms in hand. Max rolled her eyes and pulled a fallen black glitter pom-pom string from
the table onto the ground. Head cheerleader, Muffit cleared her throat before speaking.
"Hey Mcginnis, Dana just told us the bad news we're sooooo sorry about the break up. Here," Muffit leaned across the table
exposing her push up bra to reached past Max to hand Terry a small paper. "it's my cell. You know if you need a shoulder to cry on."
Max gave a disgusted sigh to go with her disgusted look and grabbed the number from Muffit's hand before Terry could take it.
She crumbed it up and tossed it across the table.
" He's already got two. Be gone." Max smiled, dismissed them with a wave and turned around. Terry didn't bother hiding the smirk
on his face. Maxine never seized to amaze him. She quickly turned to him, ignoring Muffit and her drone friends. They gave their
weak insults and stalked off. Terry watch them leave and started to laugh causing Max to laugh herself.
" What? It isn't funny, They get on my last nerve, they are like those three hennas for The Lion King. Smell fresh meat and it hasn't
even been ten minutes."
This made Terry laugh harder. Truth be told, he thought. Max stopped laughing and got back on the subject.
"So, Dana is a prisoners of her own popularity, that's no reason to give up on the girl." She said putting a jell-O square in her mouth.
He snorted" Prisoner! More like volunteer."
"That's not fair, Terry." She protested.
Terry downed half his milk." I just want to point out that you and Dana were like the Deon and Cher of that little Clueless bunch."
A big grin flashed on her face. Amused, she turned to him. "You watch TCM?"
" Shut up," He demanded, setting his empty bowl aside. He knew Max would get something to eat later. He slowly pulled her
bowel away from her and started on hers. She sat back in her seat smirking at him. Matt would do the same thing to her. She drank
her chocolate milk looking around at her peers. "You walked away from the in-crowd." Terry stated.
Max shook her head. " Ok, 1st of all "IN" crowd! Please! Nelson, Blade, and the rest are my friends because US pretty people have
to stick together." She joked " 2nd, I didn't walk away I just found something better I rather be dealing with. 3rd, She just needs to
get it out her system."
Terry pushed his tray away and turned Max. She had a annoyed look on her face as she watched them." Explain." He said, moving
his chair closer to her.
Max turned to him and sighed." As we speak, Dana is over there pouring her heart and anger out to them. After she finishes with
her "I deserve better's" and "He's never there." Blade and Chelsea will profoundly agree, hand her a tissue, babble about how they
would never put up with you and your excuses and how much of a user and bum you are. Kiss ass until Dana feels better."
She finished her milk an put it with the other trash on the table. " I didn't walk away as you put it. I just get really tired of hearing all that garbage about you out of their mouths and sick of Dana not taking up for you. I mean who are they to criticize you about things they don't know about. I know what a wonderful, brave, considerate person you are," She pinched his cheek playfully,
" I know how hard you work," She softly grazed his cheek with the back of her fingers. " Dark Knight." She whispered and gave a
smile. Terry took in everything she just said. Aside from Bruce's mixed signals. It was nice to hear someone say those things out
loud to his face instead of him wondering if anyone appreciated him. He caught her hand with his and placed a " thank you" kiss on
the back of it. Max studied his iced blue eyes a short time before she straitened up and continued.
"Dana will stay at that table until she realizes the world doesn't revolve around Hamilton and the kids at that table. She needs to
realize exactly what's important to her."
They watched everyone file out of the lunch room, the bell was about to sound. " hum...." he pondered out loud. Max dumped the
trays, Terry handed Max her bag. Terry watched her zip it up and swing it over her shoulder. Max always sounded like she had it
all figured out. She relays on what she feels a lot of time. Whenever she talked about graduation, what she wants to do in the
world, what she wanted, her eyes would get this sparkle. Like she could feel the satisfaction of it all already. He understood that
sparkle, he felt the same way about the suit. He and Dana never really talk about things like that. His girlfriend was always a bit
preoccupied with other things. Maybe Max had a point, Dana didn't have a job, or siblings, or any other big responsibilities to
worry about.
" What's important to you?" He asked after moments of silence. Max was slightly confused at his question. " Other than school
and all that, what's important to you?" They stopped in front of Terry's class.
"Not considering our time apart My family, of course. Staying true to who I am." She flashed a brilliant smile and rubbed her pink
hair. "and keeping you sane! I gotta go."
He smirked and watched her trot four doors down the hall to her class.
" Be careful tonight fly boy!" she called over her shoulder.
