A/N: Thanks so much everyone whose read this! Y'all are great! I feel the need to let anyone who cares know that this story actually started out as a project for my history, needless to say my teacher wasn't completely thrilled with the length, but hey, she's the one who assigned a fictional story. I mean the women gave us free reign, literally, all we really had to do was right a fictional story! Of course I went to town, how many of you wouldn't? So in this chapter we really get some more insight into Max's mind, lemme know if you like it or if I should go to less insight like in the first chapter, it'd be much appreciated! Well, anyway, the story and plot line do belong to me, as I stated earlier, but sadly, quite a few of the characters don't. They belong to the genius, James Patterson, who really should get his butt in gear and pump out another novel, who wasn't totally heart-broken and disappointed after Fang, I sure as heck was! Ok disclaimer over, now it's story time so settle down and enjoy!
You know, to be honest, I totally thought I would be excited to go live with my half-brother, I mean he said I could be a normal kid again! Who wouldn't want that? But that's the thing about life, it just has to be so gosh-darn ironic. I finally started getting the life I secreted always dreamed of having, or at least parts of it were coming together and I couldn't have the best of both worlds. Shy little Max-the-Wall-Flower, finally gets the most perfect boyfriend she could have ever dreamed of and has to leave him. Is it really worth it? Which did I want more? Of course I had to choose to leave, not only would it ensure the greater chance of my safety, but the safety of the few I cared about. I could never be selfish enough to stay and risk them getting hurt on my behalf, no matter how much it'd hurt to begin with.
That's why when S came to pick me up during fifth period I tried my best to keep disappointment from colouring my voice. Of course I had already told everyone good-bye, knowing today was my last day at that school, but it still didn't make the moment any better. I would miss all my friends so much; Nudge and her amazing fashion sense, the way Gazzy can clear out a room (as long as I was safely upwind, if you catch my drift), Iggy's cooking, Angel's sense innocence and sense of humor as well as the fact that she always listened to me (whether everyone else did or not) and of course I'd miss Fang. Fang, what would I ever do without him? In a few short days, he'd become my entire life, is it possible for someone to live without their life? No, I didn't think so. So what on earth was I going to do without my other half? My everything?
"Hey now, don't worry. You'll never be fully rid of me. You know that. I'll always be listening if you need me." Fang told me and then gave me one of his gorgeous half-grins, he knew I loved them.
He was right, of course. Fang was always right, he was also always a little cocky, but that's one of the things I love about him. All I could do to acknowledge that statement was nod and hug him tightly. It still won't be the same, not having you around to hug. I'd resorted to our special way of communicating, because I no longer trusted my voice. That was one thing that sucked about me, when I'm upset I become the quietest, most docile, freaking doormat! I just don't trust my voice to not betray me, so I don't use it at all, and let me advise you now, not a smart idea, it usually just gets me screwed over. Which is of course never fun.
Oh but screwing is so fun when you do it right! Fang complained jokingly over our mental broadcast.
In the ear, right? I had to reply back, no matter the situation, pervy jokes had to be carried out.
He smiled again, Oh, totally, you know it girl! Then he winked and I have to admit that was enough to make me laugh and I cracked him a smile as I headed over to S to head out. I thanked every god and goddess I knew of that I had Fang now, I'm not sure I would have been able to get through this without him.
My brother refused to tell me where we were going, which, quite frankly, kind of pissed me off. Not only was he taking me from all my friends but I wasn't allowed to know where we were going?
"Hey, kiddo, don't go all pouty like that. It's not that I don't trust you it's just really...complicated."
Complicated? Bull. I can list twelve things more complicated then this. If you're taking me away from my safety, would it not make sense to let me know where we're going in case I have to say, I don't know, call for emergency help? I get the whole "The fewer who know, the smaller the chance of a rat letting the enemy know" mentality, but it just wasn't practical with me.
"Yikes! Meow! I'm almost a little afriad to figure out the extent your vocaublarly has been coloured." he smiled at me.
I grinned back, "Oh, don't be such a priss, you know you totally wanna know how big a potty-mouth your little sis is."
We both laughed, it felt kind of natural, maybe I could get used to something like this.
"Oh, you know too well," he paused dramatically, miming being heartbroken, then in a normal conversational tone, asked, "you like to sing? I love having the radio on while I drive."
I eyed him suspiciously as he help a innocent facade, "You talked to Fang, didn't you!" I demanded, of course singing was one of the things I loved doing, especially in the car. I may or may not be a horrible singer, I'm really not sure (no ones really heard me enough to point it out), but I still absolutely love singing. That's how Fang and I first met. I was singing loudly to my music and he walked up behind me, without me noticing. When I noticed he was there, I flipped out. He just laughed, typical Fang. After that we slowly became friends and then, as corny as it is, we slowly fell in love. And I don't regret a single second of it.
"Now why would assume that?" he asked, batting his eyes innocently.
"'Cause you're like an open-book bro. And I can tell when you're bs-ing me and when you got intell from outside sources, so spill or I'll get very mischievous at the next rest stop. You really don't want that do you?" I threw him my most wide-eyed, innocent look and then we both laughed again.
"Okay, okay I did, now no pranking the rest stop okay? I like not having to think about if I'm allowed to stop somewhere or am banned." he smirked at me, so Fang hadn't held back.
"That was only once!" I pouted. He chuckled more and then turned on my favourite station. I guess I could just sing the rest of the ride, wasn't the best idea, but it was a compromise to bugging S or Fang the entire ride. I would have slept except for that it was the middle of the day and I like physically can't fall asleep in the day, normally car rides can just knock me out, but during the day I just can't sleep. It really sucked at nap time.