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Chapter 6
Terry pushed himself quickly off the couch and ran over to Max. He grabbed her arms, which was a mistake. She screamed louder thinking that she was being attacked.
"Max! Shh! Max, it's me!" Terry yelled at her trying to calm her. Max stopped moving and looked up. Terry reached over and turned the light switch on, showing that it was him and not some weirdo off the streets.
"God Ter! You scared the crap outta' me! What are you doing here? And in the dark?" When Terry let her arms go she followed his arms down and saw the blood dripping from his side. "Need that patched up?" she pointed to his ribcage.
"Yeah." Max grabbed Terry's hand and led him toward her bedroom. She told him to sit down on her bed and left to go get her medical kit out of her bathroom. Terry lied down on Max's bed and went through the things that had just happened. How could Max act like nothing was up as soon as she saw him? Could she even consider going out with this new guy? And what did he hear about a kiss? He was deep in thought when Max came back holding her medical kit. She sat down on the floor next to her bed and asked him a question. When he didn't respond she hit him lightly on the stomach.
"Huh?" Terry asked a bit confused.
"I said where does it hurt the most on the cut? And does it sting at all?" She took out a small bottle of antiseptic and began cleaning his wound.
"Oh. It only hurts when I move and it stings a little." He turned his head to look over at Max and noticed that she had changed into her night cloths, which consisted of a thin T-shirt and a pair of very short boxers. He noticed them as the ones he had given her on her 16 birthday. "So how was your night Cinderella?"
"It was actually a whole lot better than I thought it would be." Terry's face turned into a scowl.
"A whole lot better than you thought it would be? How?"
"I danced to every song and saw some of my old friends. I was the center of attention most of the time when I was on the dance floor."
"Is that all?" Terry propped himself up on his left elbow, causing pain to his side. Max stopped with her work and looked up at him.
"Yeah, that's about it. Why do you ask?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Just asking." And with that he laid back down on the bed. Max knew something was up and didn't hesitate to ask her next question.
"Ter, you weren't just asking. Something had to make you ask that question. I've known you for years and you never 'just ask' something, so spill." She folded her arms across her chest and waited for his answer. Terry waited a few seconds before he gave a reply.
"I heard you and that guy outside talking. And don't think that I was trying to eavesdrop, I had walked up to the door when I heard the key in the lock." Max's arms fell slack into her lap.
"What all did you hear?"
"That he wants to go out with you." Max looked at Terry's face and saw that something was still bothering him.
"You heard about the kiss didn't you?"
"Yeah I heard about the kiss. Look Max," Terry sat up on the bed and tossed his legs over the side, facing her. "You know that you are like a sister to me right? I know that you don't give guys a snowballs chance in hell to get to know the real you. Just about every guy that comes up to you, walks away in defeat a few minutes later. So what's so special about this guy anyway?"
"Why Ter, it seems like your jealous." Max stood up and grinned.
"I'm not jealous."
"Doesn't seem that way to me. Terry is jealous of a guy he doesn't even know. Afraid of a little competition for my attention?"
"I'm not jealous." Terry said before leaping up and grabbing Max. He pulled her onto the bed and they had a short play fight before Terry grunted with the reawakened pain from his side.
"Lemme' take care of that before is gets worse." Max got off the bed and instructed Terry to lay back down. Then she sat in a comfortable silence and finished her work.
"So Grayson, how did your date with Maxine Gibson go?" a tall man in all black asked as Grayson stepped into the dimly lit room.
"It was truly magical. I never thought I would ever have that much fun in my life." Grayson took a seat in a corner of the room and continued his chat. "She is graceful, humorous, beautiful…"
"So she will be easy enough to capture yes?" the man said standing up and walking over to a wall screen computer.
Grayson hesitated before he spoke, "Yeah, easy enough."
"We have been searching for someone like her for the past 5 years. I can't believe that we are so close to finding someone who can help, ahem, rid our people of our problems." He typed in a few things and Max's face appeared in the screen. "She does seem to be capable of doing such feat. Her knowledge of the world around her is amazing. And her beauty does surpass any of our former helpers. Too bad those other girls didn't last the Awakening." He turned his head to look down at Grayson. "How long do you think before Max is one of us?"
"I'm not sure, probably a week or so. Not very long."
"A week. A week seems like eternity even though we have lived through one. You can't change her any sooner?"
"It's not that easy David. She's not like the other girls. It will take time to break her. She does have will power you know." Gray stood up and walked over to where David was standing and stared at Max's picture.
"I always did love a challenge Grayson, I always did."
Chapter 6
Terry pushed himself quickly off the couch and ran over to Max. He grabbed her arms, which was a mistake. She screamed louder thinking that she was being attacked.
"Max! Shh! Max, it's me!" Terry yelled at her trying to calm her. Max stopped moving and looked up. Terry reached over and turned the light switch on, showing that it was him and not some weirdo off the streets.
"God Ter! You scared the crap outta' me! What are you doing here? And in the dark?" When Terry let her arms go she followed his arms down and saw the blood dripping from his side. "Need that patched up?" she pointed to his ribcage.
"Yeah." Max grabbed Terry's hand and led him toward her bedroom. She told him to sit down on her bed and left to go get her medical kit out of her bathroom. Terry lied down on Max's bed and went through the things that had just happened. How could Max act like nothing was up as soon as she saw him? Could she even consider going out with this new guy? And what did he hear about a kiss? He was deep in thought when Max came back holding her medical kit. She sat down on the floor next to her bed and asked him a question. When he didn't respond she hit him lightly on the stomach.
"Huh?" Terry asked a bit confused.
"I said where does it hurt the most on the cut? And does it sting at all?" She took out a small bottle of antiseptic and began cleaning his wound.
"Oh. It only hurts when I move and it stings a little." He turned his head to look over at Max and noticed that she had changed into her night cloths, which consisted of a thin T-shirt and a pair of very short boxers. He noticed them as the ones he had given her on her 16 birthday. "So how was your night Cinderella?"
"It was actually a whole lot better than I thought it would be." Terry's face turned into a scowl.
"A whole lot better than you thought it would be? How?"
"I danced to every song and saw some of my old friends. I was the center of attention most of the time when I was on the dance floor."
"Is that all?" Terry propped himself up on his left elbow, causing pain to his side. Max stopped with her work and looked up at him.
"Yeah, that's about it. Why do you ask?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Just asking." And with that he laid back down on the bed. Max knew something was up and didn't hesitate to ask her next question.
"Ter, you weren't just asking. Something had to make you ask that question. I've known you for years and you never 'just ask' something, so spill." She folded her arms across her chest and waited for his answer. Terry waited a few seconds before he gave a reply.
"I heard you and that guy outside talking. And don't think that I was trying to eavesdrop, I had walked up to the door when I heard the key in the lock." Max's arms fell slack into her lap.
"What all did you hear?"
"That he wants to go out with you." Max looked at Terry's face and saw that something was still bothering him.
"You heard about the kiss didn't you?"
"Yeah I heard about the kiss. Look Max," Terry sat up on the bed and tossed his legs over the side, facing her. "You know that you are like a sister to me right? I know that you don't give guys a snowballs chance in hell to get to know the real you. Just about every guy that comes up to you, walks away in defeat a few minutes later. So what's so special about this guy anyway?"
"Why Ter, it seems like your jealous." Max stood up and grinned.
"I'm not jealous."
"Doesn't seem that way to me. Terry is jealous of a guy he doesn't even know. Afraid of a little competition for my attention?"
"I'm not jealous." Terry said before leaping up and grabbing Max. He pulled her onto the bed and they had a short play fight before Terry grunted with the reawakened pain from his side.
"Lemme' take care of that before is gets worse." Max got off the bed and instructed Terry to lay back down. Then she sat in a comfortable silence and finished her work.
"So Grayson, how did your date with Maxine Gibson go?" a tall man in all black asked as Grayson stepped into the dimly lit room.
"It was truly magical. I never thought I would ever have that much fun in my life." Grayson took a seat in a corner of the room and continued his chat. "She is graceful, humorous, beautiful…"
"So she will be easy enough to capture yes?" the man said standing up and walking over to a wall screen computer.
Grayson hesitated before he spoke, "Yeah, easy enough."
"We have been searching for someone like her for the past 5 years. I can't believe that we are so close to finding someone who can help, ahem, rid our people of our problems." He typed in a few things and Max's face appeared in the screen. "She does seem to be capable of doing such feat. Her knowledge of the world around her is amazing. And her beauty does surpass any of our former helpers. Too bad those other girls didn't last the Awakening." He turned his head to look down at Grayson. "How long do you think before Max is one of us?"
"I'm not sure, probably a week or so. Not very long."
"A week. A week seems like eternity even though we have lived through one. You can't change her any sooner?"
"It's not that easy David. She's not like the other girls. It will take time to break her. She does have will power you know." Gray stood up and walked over to where David was standing and stared at Max's picture.
"I always did love a challenge Grayson, I always did."
