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"Hey Max, wait up!" I yelled, as I jogged up next to her.
We were walking along the sidewalk, to our school; we still had about ten minutes until we arrived. Max didn't stop to look at me or say 'hey' or 'sup' but walked a little faster.
"Max wha-" she stopped, and gave me her death glare.
"I saw you, Iggy, Sam and Melissa." Max replied coolly.
"And?" I asked, sticking my hands in my jean pockets.
"And? Really Fang, just. Stop being so.." she started making hand gestures, "so over protective."
"How am I being over protective?" I asked, disbelieving what Max was saying.
"You always give Dylan that look, and- ugh! Just please stop!" Max raised her voice at the end.
"It's for your own freaking good, Max!" We were facing each other, breathing in the same air.
"What's for my own good?" she asked, a little more quietly, but I could still hint a little hardness.
"Nevermind," I drew back.
"Nevermind," she replied bitterly.
I couldn't do it. Not yet. She wouldn't believe me, right? Even if I did show her.
"Fang, what were you guys doing at the restaurant." She asked with venom back in her voice.
"We were hanging out tog-"
"Fang, you were supposed to be babysitting. Babysitting Angel."
"J.J was there, and-"
"Fang! As must as I love J.J, she's not you."
Max shook her head, and started running to school. I followed her. When we reached the school, we were late. I grabbed Max's arm as she started heading for the main doors.
"I can tell I'm not the only reason why you're upset." She turned around and gave me a sad smile.
"Angel's got cancer, Fang. She's had it for awhile, but we didn't figure it out until.." Max trailed off. "She's coughing up blood, wheezing, losing her appetite and she's getting thin. I mean, seriously, it's rare for it to happen, even though my real dad had it, Angel shouldn't have gotten it. It should be me."
I let go of Max, and watched her trail off. I should've just told her. Now I know for sure, there's no way in life I'll be able to tell her now. Jeesh, I'm being over dramatic. That is what I get having J.J and my mom. My brain is becoming girly.
Our high school, Coates, is just like any other school, blue and yellow lockers lined up the hallways, with the gym, the science, arts, career classes, cafeteria and library on the bottom, with the language, English, history, auto and the rest on the upper level. Making my way up the stairs, I went to room 203 which was science. I opened the door, and Mrs. Ellison stopped teaching and looked at me. She was wearing her normal white blouse with a black knee length skirt, and her black hair was in a tight bun.
"Good morning Mr. Ride, we're going over the review, on page 34." She smiled and continued her lesson.
I nodded, and went over to my seat beside Gemma J. She was Brigid, Andi, Sarah and Lissa's friend, but more on the nicer side compared to them.
"Hey," she whispered, not looking at me, but keeping focused on Mrs. Ellison.
"Hey." I answered.
"Can someone explain Newton's law of universal gravitation?" Mrs. Ellison asked.
"Yes Jordyn?"
"Newton's law of universal gravitation states that every point mass in the universe attracts every other point mass with a force that is directly proportional to the product of their masses and inversely proportional to the square of the distance between them."
"Good,"
"Now can someone give brief description of the Gravitional constanant?"
I walked out of history, and headed off to lunch, only to be stopped by Brigid.
"Heyy Fangie," she winked. Gag. Barf. Shudder.
"Uh, hi Brigid?"
"Will you go out with me?"
"I'm good thanks."
"Why?"
"I like someone else.."
"Who?"
"Bye."
I pushed myself past them, and caught up with Ella.
"Hey Ella,"
She was wearing a white blouse, blue jeans and red vans.
"Hey Fang." She smiled.
People were pushing past us, and shoving us, so it was hard to stay beside each other.
"Did you hear about the music contest?" she asked.
"No, why would-"
"It's being host by Much Music, the winner gets a record deal and one thousand dollars."
I nodded. That song..
"Do you know when it's on?"
"A month from now, sign ups already happened."
"Then why are you telling me this?" I arched my eyebrow at her.
"J.J, Angel, Nudge and I already signed you up a while ago. J.J showed us a recording of you singing, and Fang, you have talent."
Me: 0.o
We headed towards the cafeteria, my mind thinking about the contest. The cafeteria was a large sized square room, with tables scattered around, and the servery on the right. Two vendor machines stood against the left side. I spotted Iggy, Max, Sam, Melissa, Gazzy and J.J sitting around a table. I made my way, and sat beside Gazzy. His blond hair was in a fauxhawk and his blue eyes screamed with mischief.
"Hey bro." Gazzy grinned.
"Yo." I replied.
Gazzy, Iggy and I were best friends from the start (not including Max). We were sitting on the carpet went Gazzy farted and Iggy yelled out "GREGORY FARTED! IT WAS GAZZY!" he meant to say gassy, but he was only four. Thus, Gregory Scott got the amazing nickname, Gazzy.
I watched Max, and saw that she was playing with her food nervously. I glanced at Iggy, then at Dylan. I could tell he was shooting Dylan "The Bird".
"Hey Fang," Max smiled.
Everyone else was still chatting along, I heard some of Ella and Nudge's conversation, from what I could tell, it sorta went like:
"NO WAY IN HADES NAME IS ASA BUTTERFIELD BETTER THAN JOSH HUTCHERSON!"
"No, Asa is way better. He's just awesome, has pure talent, and is defiantly hot. Like his stunning blue eyes, his brown hair, glasses, accent. OMIGOSH! His smile! It's like the best thing in the world! If I ever met him I would probably freak out, but then I should probably stay cool so he wouldn't think I'm weird. I'm totally an Asanator and-"
"Josh is Peeta. Case Closed."
Max finally spoke up.
"Hey guys,"
Everyone started to quiet down.
"Angel isn't doing so well. We found out that she got cancer not that long ago, so if you guys could maybe spend some time with her, just incase.." Max trailed off, and looked out the window that showed the parking lot.
"Omigosh! Poor little Angel."
"How is she right now?"
"Can we visit her?"
"Max I gotta go, Josh wants me. See you later."
"I'm so sorry to hear that.."
"My little minion."
Now guess what Dylan said. I don't think I even need to tell you. Yes that lovely fourth comment.
Max and I decided to walk home, while the others took the bus. We passed Conan Ave. and now were headed onto Triton St.
"Thanks for not saying anything." Max looked up a bit.
"Your welcome."
"I mean, I know that our friends are trying to help cheer me up, and all. But I like how you didn't go 'sorry' or 'I'm really sorry about Angel' sort of thing. It's one of those things, that, it's hard to explain."
"I understand. Dylan?" I cocked my eyebrow at her.
When we were walking to our last class together alone, Max told me that she asked if Dylan could come over and play with Angel, because she adores him. She said that he smiled, but she didn't think that he cared much.
"I asked him, and he said he didn't mean it like that."
I nodded.
Max smiled half wearily, and wrapped her left arm around me.
"Thanks Fang,"
When we got to my house, I said good-bye, and raced up the stairs to my room. Throwing my bag on my bed, I picked up my guitar and started singing:
She's crying
On the phone
Everyday, it's the same
But she'll never know
He's lying,
He's not alone
At the bar, grinding hard,
With another ho3
So wasted,
He stumbles in
Throws the keys on the couch,
Acting innocent,
She won't ask,
Where he's been,
Just wants a kiss from his lips,
Cause she misses him
All this time, it kills me
This is the game that plays away,
He's gonna cheat
Night after night,
Another girl, another drink
She doesn't see that she should be with me
She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up,
She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up,
She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up,
She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up,
She's gotta give him,
G-g-g-give him up
He wakes up
To go to work
Takes his keys, his cds
And a Gucci shirt
He's practised
And well rehearsed
Every line by design
In the mirror first
Maybe I might do the contest, but first I should probably confront J.J about her recording me..
Sorry for not posting in so long, GAHH I hate being busy! But I will try to upload more :) Thanks to all who reviewed, favoured and followed. My email is rlly jammed packed so I cant tell who followed, favoured or reviewd recently so I apologize. Im also going to try to post the next chapter to WHAT DO I DO? tonite :)
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I gave Angel cancer, so I could get a better understanding of how people deal with it, and how cancer effects the family, person and friends. R.I.P Ronan 3
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