Chapter 3

Max

Fortunately, the Ski Lift had made it to their destination. Phoebe quickly climbed off the Ski Lift & walked away, trying to pretend what just happened didn't. But that didn't stop Max from following, & he certainly didn't allow her to forget about it.

"Phoebe, what in the hell was that about?" He asked, as he followed her.

"I don't know what your talking about?"

Max gave Phoebe a look, a look that she didn't want to face. It made her feel silly or stupid, she felt humiliated enough. She just continued walking.

"Can we talk about this?!" He called out.

"Never." She replied, turning around with a death glare that actually spooked Max a bit. But he was determined to get answers, rather it would cause him an arm & a leg.

Phoebe turned back around & continued walking, Max wasn't sure she was thinking straight. From Oak Carnival to the house is a 21 hour walk, & on top of that it was getting late. So walking isn't an option, the teachers were their only ride home. "What are you doing?" He called.

"I'm walking." She responded. To be honest, Max thought that was the best choice. They obviously needed some time apart & he really needed to think about this, it was like an explosion just went off in his face. However, he knew his dad would be pretty pissed if he finds out that Phoebe walked home alone … at night.

"Phoebe_ Just come back here, alright. I'm not judging you." He said, that was a straight up lie, he was judging her. What is she going through that is making her feel the urge to kiss him? Does she miss Link or something, like what the fuck?

"You know what, Max. Fine. But don't ever bring it up."

Max raised his hands up as if he was surrendering to the police or a higher authority, it's not like he would say anything to anybody in the first place. She's the one with the blabber mouth. Phoebe came back towards him, "I don't know what happened." She blurted out. See Captain Blabbers just proved his point.

"Well_" Before he could finish, the classmates came running back. Some were still amp & others were more relaxed. Phoebe & Max did one last look at each other before disappearing with their crowd of friends.

Max so badly wanted to tell Colosso about what Phoebe did, but that would be only hurting Phoebe. The situation is pretty embarrassing already. He just laid in his bed, replaying the situation over & over in his head until he was called, "Maax!" Barb called.

Max quickly reacted, he was just happy to be doing something_ something that will get that incident off his mind. He found his mother in the kitchen, she was looking at the pile of dirty dishes left on the counter. After seeing that he wished that he had just pretended to be asleep, as a matter of fact_ Max took one step back trying to tip toe away while his mom was distracted.

"Max we need to talk." Phoebe said, as she rushed down the stares. Max placed his finger on his lips gesturing her to be quiet but it was too late, Barb saw him.

"_about How much fun we had." Phoebe awkwardly covered, receiving squinting eyes from Max. My goodness, she was a terrible liar. Max was actually thankful that Barb was too focused on him to even recognize how weird Phoebe sounded.

"Why didn't you do the dishes before going to sleep?" Barb asked, crossing her arms.

"I was tired, & I just though since your_"

"Stop." Barb demanded, & he obeyed. "Do the dishes before_" Barb was too drowsy to think of something. It was 11:40 pm, & she really just wanted to go back to sleep. "Just get the dishes done." She said instead, "Goodnight Bebe." She patted her daughters head, receiving a perplexed glare from Phoebe before going back upstairs & yawning.

Phoebe looked back at her twin & restated, "We need to talk."

"I thought you didn't want to talk about it." He said, walking into the kitchen.

"I didn't, but It's been on my mind the whole night." Phoebe said, following him in the kitchen. "Look, what happened_ was an accident. I wasn't thinking straight."

"Well what now?" He asked.

"We just need to forget about it."

"I can't forget something like that, Phoebe. Okay, this isn't like hiding a dead body."

"We _ Wait what, you don't mean that. Right?"

"Whatever rocks your boat, sis. Whatever rocks your boat." He said, tapping her back.

She shook her head, "Well do you have any ideas?" She asked, Max stared at his sister trying to think of something. Then out of nowhere a pillow hit his head, which swung his eyes open just when he was on the about to speak.

"Would you SHUTUP!" Colosso screamed, Max sat up on his elbows. It was just a dream. The sun beamed through the window above the boulders in his room, & Colosso was apparently doing his disturbing butt workouts again.

"What time is it?" He asked, slowly sitting up all the way.

"I don't know." Colosso stated, he paused the video "Is it time for you to tell me what happened with you & Phoebe yesterday?"

"I don't know what your talking about?" Max lied.

"Okay then. If you need me, I'll be down here." Colosso said, then he pressed the button to continue his workout.

Stupid Phoebe had to kiss him & now … it affected him. He went upstairs & entered the kitchen. There she was, at the opposite end of the table in her signature colorful dress & rider boats.

"Good morning, Max. You slept in?" Barb asked, setting up his plate.

"Yeah, your mother was calling you." Hank added.

"Oh really?" he asked, so that explains why he heard his mother's voice in his dream.