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That Awkward Moment

"That awkward moment when you realize Dora has more freedom than you."

Yup. It's true, she does.

I mean, seriously, think about it. This little girl can go anywhere she freaking wants. ANYWHERE. And she has a monkey. Plus, I've never even ever seen her mom in any episodes. Or dad. Ever. (Have you? )Really, what kind of kid's show is that? It's like the world is straight up lying to us. Those manipulative nut-cases. I swear-

"Max, dinner's ready!" Mom yelled from the kitchen. Hadn't I told her I was going out?

I quickly paced down the stairs to meet her. "Mom, I told you I had plans. . ." I began, but she already had her eyes accusingly narrowed at me.

"You know the rules. It's almost past curfew." She told me sternly.

"Oh, c'mon mom, it's barely nine o'clock! I'm a junior, for God's sake, and I'll be back before midnight, I promise-"

"Sorry, Max." She said, turning around to set the table. "Now, would you mind?" She asked handing me a stack of plates.

"But-"

"No 'buts'." She cut me off.

I groaned and handed her back the plates.

"Then I'm going to bed." I muttered, angrily, turning back on my heal to head back to my room.

"Please, be mature, Max. I made you're favorite cookies!" Mom called after me, attempting to cheer me up.

"Not hungry." I grunted, and slammed my door.

Which makes absolutely zero sense. We all know I'm always hungry.

And that's when I decided to kick Dora's flabby ass, and take my chances.

Because, let's be rational here. . .

I'm fucking starving.

The music practically blasted my ears off, as I followed my way into a crowded neon-lighted room. Why the hell did they tell me to come here? I asked myself mentally, And more importantly, why did I agree?

Then I saw the buffet table- and it hit me.

I rushed off to get a plate and filled up on everything that looked possibly edible.

While stuffing my face, I felt two taps on my shoulder. Then a familiar voice excitedly yelled, "Max!"

I turned around to see a pouncing Nudge, a smiling Iggy, and an emotionless Fang (of course). Same old, same old.

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"You made it!" Nudge squealed right into my ear. I twitched, scrunching my eyes. A little too loud of a squeal. After recovering, I quickly gulped down my mouth-full of food and smiled.

"Dance with us!" She yelled, grabbing my arm in an attempt to pull me onto the dance floor.

Ha, funny. I don't dance.

Knowng this, Nudge frowned at me, giving up, and stole Iggy instead. I glanced up at him, as he gave me a quick wink. I smirked, knowing of his little crush he had on her.

And then it was me and Fang. One of my best friends.

Now, how do I explain him?

Well, He's basically an emotionless brick; or so they say. He kinda, sorta hides behind his face, if that makes any sense. But not always. I fact, most of the time he's loads of fun to be around. But I guess that depends on who you are. And let me tell you, he's not that bad looking either. trust me, If you met him, or even just stole a glance at him, I'm sure you'd go ramble to your friends on how he's "sooooo hot" (Nudge's words, not mine).

But, if we're being honest here, I gotta say he is. And he's got a long waiting list of girls just itching for some Fangolicious love. You might even be one of them, how should I know?

Dammit, I might be one too.

"Yo, Fanster. I'm Dora, You're Boots." I told him grabbing his arm and pulling him outside. "We're going exploring, buddy."

"Bamanos," He mumbled, and I almost peed my pants from laughing so hard.

Take that Dora.

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