Made of Steel
Chp 13
When It Rains, It Pours.
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"If everyone would read along with me, the quicker we can get to your pop quiz."
There was a collective growl from the thirty- two students sitting in class. Miss Gillyard smiled sweetly and started reading. Max, her chin in her hand, her eyes
following the words. Dana sat two seat behind, to the left. Terry next to her. Dana tucked her hear behind her ear, glanced over to Terry. He was staring at
Max, like he had been all period.
Max shifted in her seat and began rubbing her shoulders. She turned around, catching him in the act. Dana looked over again, he made a weak attempt at cover
smile, She looked up to Max, who had a similar smirk. Dana's brow sunk low at their behavior.
Max signaled she wanted his jacket. He pulled in from the back of his chair, handed it to the guy in front of him who gave it to Max. She slipped it on, gave a
smile and turned back around.
"ATTENTION HAMILTON HIGH STUDENTS"
The intercom clicked in, cutting Miss Gillyard.
"Due to unscheduled districts meetings, classes will end at 1 o'clock."
The bell rang, filling the halls with elated students. Max stuffed all her things into her locker and shut the door, Dana popped up from behind. " Hey." She said evenly.
"Hey girl." Max replied. As they started down the hall way.
"Being that it's lunch and we leave at one which is when lunch is over lets skip the middle man and leave now.
"Round up the troops. I'll meet you guys there." She ordered. Dana saluted and walked away.
"Max." Terry came up behind her. Arm in arm, they walked together to the entrance of Hamilton High. "Mrs.Gillyard said they're letting the lower grades out in
30 minutes." Max shock her head that she understood.
"Everyone is meeting up." She said walking down the stairs. She looked up at the dark gray colored sky. The blackened cloud block the sun. " Looks like how I
feel." She felt sweat beading on her back. Max slipped the jacket off and handed it to Terry. " I wish it would make up it's mind, hot cold, hot, cold!" she
explained a little tensed then her usual self.
Terry grabbed her hand with his, gave it a kiss, with the other he lifted her face to his and kissed her lips. " Calm down, give it time." he assured her. "I'll see
you at The Mod later right?"
She pinched the bridge of her nose and let her head sink into a nod. " I have to stop home first, but yeah." Terry stole another kiss and went on his way.
The sky rumbled loudly.
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Max stood at her front door, soaked to the bone, pushing threw her bag for her keys. She cursed the heaven for opening when she was one block front her
house. She dropped her bag on the floor and walked dripping, into her room. Yanking a towel from behind her bathroom door she started drying herself. She
walked back to her dresser mirror, looked at herself. There was a figure behind her in the mirror. Max dropped the towel, turned around. Trevor sat Indian style
on her bed.
" The wet look is good for you." He smiled.
Max ran for the door. Fix stepped in the entrance, running into her. He grabbed her by the shoulders pushed her back into the room.
" That's Fix. He's a friend of the family." Trevor introduced. He waved a hand for them to be left alone. The room was silent. Max slowly backed up until she
hit the dresser. It didn't matter now, she wasn't afraid, she was fed up, she took a deep breathe throw her nose. Her eyes slowly forced on his. Trevor frowned
at the blankness in them, but quickly reinforced his in control expression.
"I just want to talk to you." He explained. Max only blinked. She relaxed, in attempt to look unfazed. Her hand lay flat on the cool wooden surface, the tip of
her finger touched something soft. She rolled it under her palm and realized it was the foam cover of the ear piece Terry had given her. She slowly closed her
fist around it.
Trevor got up from her bed, he slowly walked up, pushed up against her, like he would kiss her. Max turned away. He inhaled the scent of her hair, she angrily
pushed him back and stuffed the ear piece into her pocket. Trevor stumbled bac a little, he took a deep breathe.
They stood three feet apart, the air so thick between them you cut it with a knife. Trevor laughed and took a seat on the corner of her bed. Max released the
breathe she had been holding in anticipation.
"I beat you didn't know this but," He started. "I was a lot like you. Before...all of this." he waved his hand around. "I slaved away at school to get the top
grades, lacrosse captain, number one at everything I touched. We are alike Maxine, I know your parents don't stay in one place long enough to notice your
name at the top of all those score list, Your friends are only there when they need you, even Terry is..."
Her eyes snapped up."Keep his name out your mouth." She warned.
Trevor blood boiled at this. He pushed it aside and got up. Max tensed a little as he came closer.
"I can love you." he whispered. "I know we're meant for each other, Maxine.." he brought his hand up to her face, his thumb traced the bottom of her lip. Max
slapped his hand way.
"Stay the hell away from me." she yelled.
Trevor grabbed the collar of her shirt, slammed her back into the mirror, the force cracked the glass. Her startled scream was halted buy his hands gripped
around her neck.
In a hunting calmed voice he spoke."I know what you let him do to you." He said in her ear "Let me fill you in on something. I say when you need me." He
jerked her into back again." I'm in control. I know your body wants it." Maxine dug her nails into his wrist, she could hear her heart beat in ears. His grip was so
hard his hands were trembling under her. "It craves sacc as long as Isay. Do you get me?" He screamed "Do you hear me Maxine?" He pulled her off the dresser
top onto the floor. She coughed for air, her troat was on fire. Trevor pulled a cloth from his pocket. Violently pulled her up and cover her mouth and noise. "I
own you." He whispered.
Maxine went limp in his arms. Trevor called for Fix, who came in and picked Maxine up.
Trevor straighten his shirt out. "Lets go."
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Bruce sat in the study of Wayne Manner, going over faxed contracts for other business. Ace was laying on the plush rug, in front the big oak deck. He patently
waiting for any sign that Bruce was ready to take him for his walk.
"Ace." Bruce called. The dog ears perked up, his head stretched up and saw Bruce reach for his cane. Ace jumped up walked around the side and started to
wag his tale. Bruce pushed the chair back and stood up. Ace turned to walk out with his master.
The telephone rang double. Bruce looked at the clock over the fireplace, it was only 3 o-clock. He walked back to the phone on the corner of his desk. The 6thline on the phone blinked red.
The signal from the computer in the bat cave is automatically sent to the up-stair's 6th line when no one was downstairs to receive it. The sun hadn't even gone
down, Terry enjoyed his free time so why was he checking in.
Bruce picked up the receiver. " Hello?"
He heard only statice and something of muffled voices. "Hello?" He said again.
He hung up and hit speed dial.
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Terry thought by the time he dropped Matt off and got through the rain to Meet everyone at the Mod, Max would be there. It was now five hours later and not
a word from her. Terry heard the his cell ring. " Hello?" he answered walking into Max's building.
"You just called." Bruce stated.
" I didn't." Terry said nearing Max's front door.
" The up-stairs line rang." Bruce informed him. There was pause.
Terry stopped. The door was half open. He slowly walked in, looked around the room. Nothing was out of ordinary that he saw. He glanced in the kitchen as
he walked to the back.
" Max?" Terry called out, walking in her room.
" Terry?" Bruce said in the phone. Terry stood looking at the spider-web crack in he mirror and shattered glass.
"Meet in the cave." Terry left.
******** Does anyone agree that Tinker bell is a sell out! She flutters her little mini skirt on the screen in digital now. Thanks. Review. Burns welcomed.********
