A/N: hey hey hey guys! Wazzup?
Max: Aren't you supposed to be silent for one day?
SO?
Max: ANyways, enjoy.
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Max POV
After the shock wore off and I was able to get Fang up, we quickly got rid of the evidence and went to my room. I was currently lying on my bed, Fang sitting with his back on the bed.
"You okay, Fang?" I asked, worry lacing each word.
He nodded, but didn't speak. I sighed. Why did this happen to us of all people? I mean, we have a difficult time keeping ourselves alive, now we have to take care of a kid too? Sigh.
I sat up, and had a sudden thought.
"Uh, Fang? Um… How are we gonna tell my mom?" I mean, yeah we're 18, but she's still my mom. And, yes she knew something was going on between Fang and I before we even knew what was happening, but still.
I watched as Fang's body tensed up.
"Well, we are 18, so can she really do anything to us? We're technically adults." I slowly nodded, thinking about what he was saying. I mean, we've kept ourselves alive for who knows how long, and we can do it again for just as long. Even with a kid.
"So when are we gonna tell her?" I said, lying back down, my tank top showing a sliver of my stomach.
"Tell who what?"
We both froze in fear.
Uh Oh.
Did Dr. Martinez hear them? FIND OUT NEXT TIME!
Random Question: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4. What's it say?
My answer: The book is How to be Popular, and line 4 says "really know what cute is."