There were two reasons staring Max in the face why she shouldn't head straight over to Logan's house searching for answers. One: Looking in the side mirror on her motorbike, Max realized this was the last face he wanted to see. Two: The street heading to Logan's house was jammed, meaning she'd be late for the job she was inches from losing. It was difficult facing the realities though, that a seriously crazed bad-guy was hot on her tail and her only salvation came from her ex-boyfriend. But the story was already written, in Max's mind, that once she stepped inside that apartment Logan would have something, inclining Max to go on some dangerous mission which she may or may not return from safely. But if she didn't, what was in store? Would she be the only one in danger? These were chances she couldn't afford to make. But first, she'd warn Alec.
Driving down into Alec's nieghborhood was like visiting Mr. Rogers in the ghetto. His pimped out penthouse was far classier than her grubby flat and on a less gang infested street. She'd only need two chains to secure her bike from thieves. Max came up to the door and rang the doorbell, figuring he wouldn't be by Jam Pony until an hour after he's scheduled. After three rings, Max was getting nervous, realizing she was standing out in the open, where all could see. Even those pesky sky cams. Max slid to the side and jumped beside the stairs. Finally, some cover. Sneaking into the alley, Max placed her hands against the adjoining wall two feet behind her and her feet up against the wall facing her. Quickly she climbed to the fifth floor by swinging her body up swiftly and grabbing the window ledge. Hoisting herself in, Max checked the hallway. Empty, besides a few grocery bags by a door five apartments ahead of her. Seconds later, a woman came out and picked up the rest but failed to notice the girl who had just climbed the wall and hugged herself to the ceiling. After a loud slam, Max got down and rang Alec's buzzer once more. This time there was an answer.
"Who is it?!" Alec hollered from inside, sounding alittle drunk. Max huffed, reminded herself why she came and asked for him to open the door seductively, to throw off any listeners. The door opened nearly immediatly.
"Alec-" Max spoke up and snuck inside, shutting herself inside his apartment, shaking off the uneasy feeling that had been eating at her for the past hour.
"Whats wrong?" Alec answered, sensing something was up and deciding to be grown-up about it. Max appreciated his choice. Arguments were not on the menu right now.
"White dropped my flat a visit this morning."
"He see you?" His voice dropped low, worried almost. Scary but recently, not so unusual.
"No, Logan dropped me a heads-up." Max informed him, hating the way the name 'Logan' came so easily out of her mouth. But it had to so Alec would not suspect something which just irked her to no end.
"It's about time he did something useful for once." Yesterday's argument was trying to resurface again and Max could not allow it. Giving Alec a fair warning in her glare Max changed the subject as quickly as possible.
"Shut up, I'm trying to warn you. I might not be the only one in trouble here."
"Don't get offensive. I appreciate that you care." Shocker. Big shocker.
"I don't care- I mean, I don't want you to DIE or anything but-"
"It's okay to care for me, Max. I have feelings you know, apart from what you think." The way he said gave Max the impression he actually believed that crackpot idea of his and because of this, Max had to respod the best way she knew how.
"I know you have feelings Alec. Its written in the human genetic code. Without feelings, we'd all be like Normal."
"Sarcasm. How'd I guess?" Alec picked up his cell phone and pulled eagerly at his hair. An anger manager for him when he wasn't thinking the world was his putty. Gave his hair a funny look though but very cute.
"Let's just get out of here. I need you to come with me somewhere." Max was almost ready to take his hand and drag him out if she didn't think he'd flip her onto his couch and wrestle her real good. Or maybe she just wanted that.
"Where?" If Alec were closer she would have smacked that smart alec look off his face. Unforunatly, he wasn't. Not like she wanted him closer, except in reality, she kind of did. Max wasn't scared of anything. Just Alec.
"Logan's." Max finished and rushed out the door, sensing Alec trail her out. Repeatedly, Max held her breath and tried yoga mind tricks to tempt Alec out of her brain. If his cologne wasn't so thick though, it could have worked. It was a threatening feeling, not being in control. But God, did she love it.
Driving down into Alec's nieghborhood was like visiting Mr. Rogers in the ghetto. His pimped out penthouse was far classier than her grubby flat and on a less gang infested street. She'd only need two chains to secure her bike from thieves. Max came up to the door and rang the doorbell, figuring he wouldn't be by Jam Pony until an hour after he's scheduled. After three rings, Max was getting nervous, realizing she was standing out in the open, where all could see. Even those pesky sky cams. Max slid to the side and jumped beside the stairs. Finally, some cover. Sneaking into the alley, Max placed her hands against the adjoining wall two feet behind her and her feet up against the wall facing her. Quickly she climbed to the fifth floor by swinging her body up swiftly and grabbing the window ledge. Hoisting herself in, Max checked the hallway. Empty, besides a few grocery bags by a door five apartments ahead of her. Seconds later, a woman came out and picked up the rest but failed to notice the girl who had just climbed the wall and hugged herself to the ceiling. After a loud slam, Max got down and rang Alec's buzzer once more. This time there was an answer.
"Who is it?!" Alec hollered from inside, sounding alittle drunk. Max huffed, reminded herself why she came and asked for him to open the door seductively, to throw off any listeners. The door opened nearly immediatly.
"Alec-" Max spoke up and snuck inside, shutting herself inside his apartment, shaking off the uneasy feeling that had been eating at her for the past hour.
"Whats wrong?" Alec answered, sensing something was up and deciding to be grown-up about it. Max appreciated his choice. Arguments were not on the menu right now.
"White dropped my flat a visit this morning."
"He see you?" His voice dropped low, worried almost. Scary but recently, not so unusual.
"No, Logan dropped me a heads-up." Max informed him, hating the way the name 'Logan' came so easily out of her mouth. But it had to so Alec would not suspect something which just irked her to no end.
"It's about time he did something useful for once." Yesterday's argument was trying to resurface again and Max could not allow it. Giving Alec a fair warning in her glare Max changed the subject as quickly as possible.
"Shut up, I'm trying to warn you. I might not be the only one in trouble here."
"Don't get offensive. I appreciate that you care." Shocker. Big shocker.
"I don't care- I mean, I don't want you to DIE or anything but-"
"It's okay to care for me, Max. I have feelings you know, apart from what you think." The way he said gave Max the impression he actually believed that crackpot idea of his and because of this, Max had to respod the best way she knew how.
"I know you have feelings Alec. Its written in the human genetic code. Without feelings, we'd all be like Normal."
"Sarcasm. How'd I guess?" Alec picked up his cell phone and pulled eagerly at his hair. An anger manager for him when he wasn't thinking the world was his putty. Gave his hair a funny look though but very cute.
"Let's just get out of here. I need you to come with me somewhere." Max was almost ready to take his hand and drag him out if she didn't think he'd flip her onto his couch and wrestle her real good. Or maybe she just wanted that.
"Where?" If Alec were closer she would have smacked that smart alec look off his face. Unforunatly, he wasn't. Not like she wanted him closer, except in reality, she kind of did. Max wasn't scared of anything. Just Alec.
"Logan's." Max finished and rushed out the door, sensing Alec trail her out. Repeatedly, Max held her breath and tried yoga mind tricks to tempt Alec out of her brain. If his cologne wasn't so thick though, it could have worked. It was a threatening feeling, not being in control. But God, did she love it.
