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Max meets up with her best friend for a little "pick me up"/ forming a plan of action
Chapter 7: Quick Stop at Crash
Max walked into Crash, but her mood didn't change. She was pissed. Which made the guys gawking at her even more annoying than usual. It really wasn't their fault- she was gorgeous, a transgenic, altered with the best DNA, including good looks, to make her superior to all other humans in every way. Not to mention she was wearing her trademark leather pants, and a figure fitting top.
She sighed sitting at the bar. A drink wouldn't help her right now, but she needed one anyway.
As she drank it down, a guy sat beside her, extra close. Here we go!, she thought. This one looked extra tipsy. "Hey, my name's Steve," he offered. I don't care!, she thought inside, but instead answered, "Hey!" with a cheesy smile. She really wasn't in the mood for this. Besides, she needed to start thinking about where Zack would be. Were there any leads at the scene?
She was trying to piece together something, but the guy kept talking to her. "So, can I buy you a drink?"
She rolled her eyes. "I've already got one!" she said, gulping it down.
To her relief, a familiar voice came to her rescue. "It's my girl! Whachu doin' here, boo? I thought you were visitin' a sick Uncle… at least that's what I told Normal."
Max turned around and finally smiled for real, "Thanks, girl, I know you've always got my back." Now she wouldn't have to come up with an excuse for why she missed work.
"You know Original Cindy's got ya back! Now get over here, and tell me about your Uncle."
Max gladly walked away, tossing a "Later" at the guy so he wouldn't follow.
They kicked back at a table, giving them some privacy. "So,"OC asked, "How is that Uncle?"
Max laughed, "Come on, you know I didn't leave for some Uncle."
Her friend nodded, "Yea, I know that. You look like somethin's on your mind, though. That guy over there, you looked like you needed some serious space, more than usual. And he didn't look like he got that, you really should hang out with the girls, we're good at pickin up on stuff like that!" she added jokingly to lighten the mood.
Then she continued, "Listen, you don't need to fill me in, but if you need to talk, you know I'm here."
Max nodded, "Thanks. We really should just chill sometime."
OC agreed, "You know I'm down for that! Just lemme know when and I'll bring the party!"
Max got another beer and looked around, making sure there was no one suspicious around before spilling some of the details. "Logan and I kind of got into it. It's nothing huge, but I needed to get out. Plus, I was supposed to be hangin out with someone today, but I don't know where to find him."
"Him?" OC asked, "Is he the reason you and Logan aint with it right now?"
Max shook her head. "No. But that's beside the point, Logan can wait. This can't. He might be gone by tomorrow. I know it's gettin kinda late, but I really need to find him tonight."
OC nodded, "Well, where does he hang out? You've checked out those places, right?"
Max frowned. She didn't know where Zack would "hang out". She was sure he wasn't doing that, he was probably trying to figure out who set her up, or how they knowingly leaked themselves to Logan. Then she thought of something. His bar-code. Zack liked to get it removed, even though it would come back within a couple of days. Maybe he was at a tattoo place right now getting it removed, or checking it out for later. "Tattoos," she said.
"Your boy is a skin head?"
Max laughed, "He's not my boy. And he only has one. But I think he wanted to get rid of it. I can think of one place nearby. Do you know of any others?"
Cindy shook her head, "Girl, that aint my thing. But I'm sure you could ask around here. Your boy by the bar has one."
Max shook her head, "No, I'll be good with this. Thanks a lot."
"See you at work tomorrow?" Cindy asked.
"If all goes well!" Max called before heading out to find Zack.