A/N: Italics are the thoughts of the characters. ------
Chapter 10: Revelation Part 2
The party lasted well until midnight. Not surprising were the fact that Logan and his friends left a few minutes after his encounter with Max. Wuss. Sam, on the other hand, stayed until the party met its lights out when Max declared that everyone clean up their mess and leave.
"Party time over, boys and girls. It's well past some of your curfews. Alec and this little girl here need our beauty sleep." Since when do I sleep this early?
Sketchy strolled past Max with two girls around his arms. "Party pooper," he said drunkenly to Max and left through the front door.
Max held the door for the remaining few giving a friendly, "G'night" to those she knew. She groaned as Sam walked up to her for the fourth time that night, not giving up in asking her out.
"Max, I'll see you tomorrow at work?"
"I have no choice now, do I?" She spat.
To her disgust, he grinned. Not sarcastically, but happily as if he had just won a vacation to Hawaii. "Good night, Max."
"Yea, g'night," she mumbled.
"It was nice meeting you!" He turned and shouted.
Max faked a smile, which quickly turned into a scowl. "Give me a break."
"Ooo, who is THAT guy, Max?" asked Kendra.
Before Max could make a retort, Original Cindy interrupted, "Blondie's been all over boo tonight."
"I swear, that guy needs to get his head checked. It doesn't take much brainpower to realize I'm not interested in him."
"I'd say he's pretty nice," Kendra mused.
"Don't you start, Ken."
Storming up the stairs to her bedroom after a not-so-productive night, Max mentally berated the blonde who just wouldn't give up on her.
I'll see you tomorrow, he says. Who the hell does that guy thinks he is? Try hitting on me one more time, hotshot, and I promise I'll leave a mark somewhere on your body. Her hand was tightening into a fist.
Max slammed the door to her bedroom and almost instantaneously, plopped down onto her fluff bed. For once in her life, she wasn't restless. Rather, she was exhausted. She listened as crickets chirped from outside her open window. A hush of wind blew towards her, letting her long curly hair tickle her forehead. Max sighed and closed her eyes as her hands went to her stomach. Her thoughts went not to the clean-shaven blonde but to someone with messy spiked up hair.
Why do I feel so different around him? She bit her lip and opened her eyes.
I wonder what he's doing right now. That last thought made her entire upper body plop up from her bed.
Max stood up abruptly, rummaging through her various closets, drawers and shelves. To her relief, everything was still in place. So he wasn't lying after all.
Slowly, she walked towards her bathroom. "Not that I feel any guilty or anything," she said out loud. Original Cindy's voice made its way through her head: "You've got it bad for hotboy."
"Ugh, I'm so sick of everyone saying that."
As a daily routine, she opened her shelf and began with getting out her toothbrush and paste. Recognizing that something was off, she frowned. Opening both shelves, her eyes zoomed but did not find what she was looking for.
Grabbing both shelves, she slammed it shut in fury, walked out of her bedroom and marched towards her brother's room.
"Alec, come out!" Her fist slammed against his bedroom door.
"What is it now, Maxie?" She could hear water trickling.
Hesitating, she shouted, "I need Logan's address."
Immediately, the water stopped trickling and the sound of shower curtains roughly being pulled opened could be heard. There was a loud stomping noise and then a second later came the sound of a squeaking door being pulled open. A few more steps later and Max was found staring at her brother's bare upper body.
Max made a grimace. "At least put some clothes on first," she said as her hands went to extricate the view. Her brother half naked wasn't something she found absolutely striking.
Alec smirked. "Just be lucky I didn't walk out here naked."
Ignoring his wise crack, and rolling her eyes Max went straight to the point, "I need Logan's address."
"Oooh, little Maxie has a crush on little Loogie, is that right?" He said mockingly in a high-pitched voice.
"I need his address," she repeated through grunted teeth.
"So Maxie wants to sneak in on Loogie taking a shower?" Alec continued his jeer.
"ALEC! Cut it out!" she cried.
"Awww, Maxie is all angry over Loogie - ," Alec chuckled with amusement.
As she couldn't take anymore of his ridicule, Max's knee lunged in between both of his legs and onto his most sensitive body part. She smirked triumphantly as she watched him keel over.
She grabbed a handful of his hair, which - to her disgust - was wet. "NOW, will you give me his address, dearest brother?" She asked in a falsely sweet tone.
He gulped and nodded his head in pain. "T-t-wen—t-ty tt-two M-M-Murb-berry," he stuttered.
She smiled and released him. Alec fell to the floor, his hands still covering where Max had hit him.
"Y-you're dd-dead, M-Max."
"What's that you said? You can't take a little pain, soldier?" She replied innocently and walked off. "Thanks for the address, by the way!" She shouted back.
With the warm summer breeze whipping through her face and hair, Max raced towards the other side of Los Angeles. Looking at her watch momentarily, she found that it was already half past midnight. I'll wake him up if I have to.
She accelerated her motorcycle a little bit more until she was bike to bike with a guy in a red helmet and black leather jacket. Her motorcycle was ahead of his until he caught up with her in a flash. The guy's head motioned towards her and she smiled.
Heading towards her favorite shortcut, she made a rapid right turn in hopes of cutting him off through the other side. Unsurprisingly, there he was. A truck honked its way between them and the guy in the red helmet sped away.
Max frowned in disappointment and hastily sped up her bike again to her original destination, Logan's. A few minutes later, the breeze still whipping through her hair, she slowed down as she reached the street, 'Murberry'.
She stopped in front of a white two-story house, clearly labeled "22 Cale residence" in gold, bold letters on the mailbox. The front lawn was neatly trimmed, as a red Jaguar showcased itself in front of one of three main garages. Two white columns supported the large opulent two front doors. Every other house on the block looked quite the same, if not more impressive.
Max got off her motorcycle, took off her sunglasses and examined the area around her.
"Not half bad, Logan," she mused.
Silently, she pushed her motorcycle a good distance away from the house and crept, catlike, towards the backyard. Her eyes widened in awe. In front of her were an outdoor basketball court, which she assumed was where Alec and Logan first met, and an outsized built-in swimming pool complete with a wooden diving board.
How can these people live so lavishly even after the pulse? She thought curiously.
Her vision focused towards a vast wooden patio that led up to the main floor. Creeping her way up the patio, she picked her way into the glass doors. Quietly sliding the door open, she went into a dimly lit living room and slid the glass door back to its original position.
"Who's there?" A horse voice said in the semi-darkness. Max stopped dead on her tracks and enhanced her night vision to rest on an Asian male, presumably one of Logan's friends she had met during the party, pointing a gun at her. Why the gun? She thought alarmingly.
Max swiftly ran up behind him, grabbed his gun out of his hands and knocked him out cold, all without making any noise.
Just then, a flash of light blurred her vision. "Release him!" Before the longhaired male could make out whom she was, Max kicked the flashlight out of his hands and punched him on the face, making him pass out on top of his friend.
This is all getting too fishy. She thought as she bit her lip and resumed her fighting stance.
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A/N: The next chapter[s] will be up in a couple of days since my senior year starts in ...7 days!! Arrg. Where has the summer gone?!?
Thanks to my beta: ML fan. Thank you, all my reviewers!! You guys made my day and keep 'em reviews coming. Good or bad? Boring? Say something...anything!!, cuz I need to know. (starts singing and dancing to Marc Anthony's "I need to know")
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