A/N: hello, there! Um, that's really all I have to say. *laughs*
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The next morning, Kai was sitting on a bench in the park with his legs and arms crossed, watching a boy play with his dog in the early morning dew, when he sensed someone behind him. A second later, a girl in a hooded sweatshirt with the hood up, jean shorts, and tennis shoes jumped over the bench and landed next to Kai.
"Hey, sorry I'm late."
"Hmph." "Can I ask questions now?"
"Let me see your face."
Reluctantly, the girl removed her hood, revealing a shock. Her medium- blonde hair was curly like Max's would be if it were longer. She had freckles just like his. She was cute and cuddly looking just like Max. Basically... Max as a girl. Except with red hair and darker eyes.
Did I mention that my last name is Tate?"
"No..."
"I didn't know until a month ago."
"What?"
"Apparently, I was given up for adoption at birth because my family couldn't afford two babies. I'm Max's twin sister, and I never knew." She looked down for a second, but then looked back up at Kai with that classic Max-grin.
"But that's where you come in. you know Max, so you can help me out."
"Ask Tyson."
"No!"
"He can help you better than I can."
"He's a hotheaded jerk."
"Don't I know it," Kai rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'll help you. What do you want to know?"
"Everything! Well, all I know is that he looks like me and that he's friends with Tyson and you and Hilary."
"You also know his birthday, age, parents' names..."
She blushed again. "Um... yeah. All of that."
"Be here tomorrow at the same time," Kai said and stood up. "Can I tell him about you?"
"Um..." Rockie thought about it for a second. "Just tell him that a fan wants info. That's good enough."
Kai nodded once and walked away.
'Where'd HE learn manners?' she thought, as she headed back home for a nap. Mornings were NOT her thing.
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"Max!"
Max looked up, startled. "Uh, yeah, Kai?"
"Come here."
Max excused himself from his Scrabble game with the other three boys. "What?"
"Some girl called me and wanted to know all about you."
Max grinned. "Oh really? Was she cute?"
Kai thought for a second. "Yeah, I suppose, but you wouldn't be interested."
"Oh. Well then why are you telling me this?"
"I wanted to ask if I could give her the information."
"Yeah, sure, tell her whatever you want."
Kai started to walk away, but changed his mind. "One more thing. Are you an only child?"
"Yup."
"Okay then." Kai went into his room and closed the door. Then he dug out all of the info on Max that he had to keep, because he was the team captain.
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Rockie was on time the next morning. She was wearing her usual outfit; an ankle length, granny-smith-apple-green baggy skirt that has cargo pockets and toggles all over it (has a zip-off thingie to make it be mid-thigh or mid-calf, like those pants have), and matching hooded vest (unzipped), with a tight light turquoise t-shirt with kind of baggy sleeves underneath, and white skateboard shoes. Kai handed her a thick packet of papers. On top was a picture of Max, smiling away.
"He's so cute! I mean, in a little-kid sort of way. He's really 15?"
"Yeah. Anything you could want to know is in those papers." He turned around and started walking away.
"Wait. One more thing."
He stopped, "what is it?"
"I want to meet him."
"Follow me."
"Right now?!"
"I'm not coming back again. Now or never."
Rockie stopped to think, 'If I go, I won't know anything about him. But then, he doesn't know anything about me. it'll be fair.'
"Hey, wait up!" she yelled, running after Kai.
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The next morning, Kai was sitting on a bench in the park with his legs and arms crossed, watching a boy play with his dog in the early morning dew, when he sensed someone behind him. A second later, a girl in a hooded sweatshirt with the hood up, jean shorts, and tennis shoes jumped over the bench and landed next to Kai.
"Hey, sorry I'm late."
"Hmph." "Can I ask questions now?"
"Let me see your face."
Reluctantly, the girl removed her hood, revealing a shock. Her medium- blonde hair was curly like Max's would be if it were longer. She had freckles just like his. She was cute and cuddly looking just like Max. Basically... Max as a girl. Except with red hair and darker eyes.
Did I mention that my last name is Tate?"
"No..."
"I didn't know until a month ago."
"What?"
"Apparently, I was given up for adoption at birth because my family couldn't afford two babies. I'm Max's twin sister, and I never knew." She looked down for a second, but then looked back up at Kai with that classic Max-grin.
"But that's where you come in. you know Max, so you can help me out."
"Ask Tyson."
"No!"
"He can help you better than I can."
"He's a hotheaded jerk."
"Don't I know it," Kai rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'll help you. What do you want to know?"
"Everything! Well, all I know is that he looks like me and that he's friends with Tyson and you and Hilary."
"You also know his birthday, age, parents' names..."
She blushed again. "Um... yeah. All of that."
"Be here tomorrow at the same time," Kai said and stood up. "Can I tell him about you?"
"Um..." Rockie thought about it for a second. "Just tell him that a fan wants info. That's good enough."
Kai nodded once and walked away.
'Where'd HE learn manners?' she thought, as she headed back home for a nap. Mornings were NOT her thing.
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"Max!"
Max looked up, startled. "Uh, yeah, Kai?"
"Come here."
Max excused himself from his Scrabble game with the other three boys. "What?"
"Some girl called me and wanted to know all about you."
Max grinned. "Oh really? Was she cute?"
Kai thought for a second. "Yeah, I suppose, but you wouldn't be interested."
"Oh. Well then why are you telling me this?"
"I wanted to ask if I could give her the information."
"Yeah, sure, tell her whatever you want."
Kai started to walk away, but changed his mind. "One more thing. Are you an only child?"
"Yup."
"Okay then." Kai went into his room and closed the door. Then he dug out all of the info on Max that he had to keep, because he was the team captain.
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Rockie was on time the next morning. She was wearing her usual outfit; an ankle length, granny-smith-apple-green baggy skirt that has cargo pockets and toggles all over it (has a zip-off thingie to make it be mid-thigh or mid-calf, like those pants have), and matching hooded vest (unzipped), with a tight light turquoise t-shirt with kind of baggy sleeves underneath, and white skateboard shoes. Kai handed her a thick packet of papers. On top was a picture of Max, smiling away.
"He's so cute! I mean, in a little-kid sort of way. He's really 15?"
"Yeah. Anything you could want to know is in those papers." He turned around and started walking away.
"Wait. One more thing."
He stopped, "what is it?"
"I want to meet him."
"Follow me."
"Right now?!"
"I'm not coming back again. Now or never."
Rockie stopped to think, 'If I go, I won't know anything about him. But then, he doesn't know anything about me. it'll be fair.'
"Hey, wait up!" she yelled, running after Kai.
