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Few weeks later...

(~Max POV~)

So I was at my job, that I hate. My mom says it's good for me. Hah! She has enough in that vet pay check to buy a mansion. Well she probably is right, about me needing my own job. She is always right, kind of gets on my nerves. So, I was just a waitress at the Cheesecake Factory. I was on break and scarfing down a piece of this red velvet cheesecake (heaven on a plate by the way) and my phone vibrated loudly in my pocket.

Unknown Number

I was about to silence my phone, but I like hanging up on telemarketers, it's funny. So I picked up.

"Whadya want?"

"Um, is this Ms. Ride speaking?"

"Sure is. Whose this?"

"This is Herald. I am from the channel ABC. I work with the Bachelorette casting."

I choked on my cheesecake. This wasn't some loony telling me I am financial danger. Why was he calling me?

"Uhm yes, uh, why are you calling?"

"We would like to be on our show, we reviewed your application, you are different, in a good way of course, pretty, and we feel like you would do really well on our show."

"My application?" I asked bluntly, I forget little things, but not entering some gay TV show for desperate singles.

"Yes of course, the one you submitted about 4 weeks ago."

"Oh, um, can I call you back?"

"Oh sure, just call anytime in the next week or two with your answer, you would have to sign some papers we would send you, and other details if you do decide you want to come on the show. Just call 714-567-555-6578. We hope you say yes."

"Uh huh, um thanks bye."

I hung up my phone. Really? Was this a prank call? I didn't even enter! It had to be a mistake. But they knew my name. You can google anyone right? I mean I had a myspace and facebook. I barley used them because I didn't have any friends to talk to all the time but still!

"GREG!"

"Yeah, Max?"

"I'm feeling really sick, can I take off early? I'll make up the hours."

"Yeah sure, it's not a busy night. Feel better." Greg walked off into the kitchen.

I swung around the corner and out the back door into an alley way. Glancing in both directions I shot off like a bullet into the sky. Going my 120 mph speeds I was home in like a minute, well my mom's home anyway, I had to know what was going on.

I walked in and she gave me a confused look. "I thought you worked until 7."

"I took off early. Guess what happened?"

"What?"

"Some people from the Bachelorette TV show called and wanted me to go on."

"I didn't know you entered. And are you sure it wasn't just a crank call?"

"I didn't either. Plus it sounded pretty legit."

"ZOMG! ANGEL! IT WORKED! ANGEL! SQUEEE! I'M GOING TO BE ON TV! WOW! ANGEL!"

Bewildered I screamed, "YOU ENTERED ME? SO YOU COULD BE ON TV?" She barley even heard me. She was dancing around with Angel. They both rushed downstairs.

"What did you enter me?" I snarled.

Angel started to look guilty. "We thought you should go on dates and stuff, and we thought you would fine love." She smiled sweetly and gave me bambi eyes. I may not be a mind reader she was totally thinking 'I'm looking really sweet so you won't be mad and I can be on TV.'

Reading my mind she looked guilty again. I hit it right on target. "It was Nudge's idea." She answered quickly.

"Guys this isn't going on dates, this show is about getting engaged and then MARRIED! Kiss your dreams of being on TV good bye. No way in heck I am going to be on that gay show. I mock that show! I hate it! I am not going to be the star of it!"

"Just think about it! You may like someone. It's easy to see you don't like being single." Nudge urged.

"I do not! Do you even know me? I could beat up any freaking guy I wanted! I don't want a boyfriend, or get married!"

"I think it was nice of your sister's to enter you. It could be a great opportunity." She eyed me and gave me the didn't-we-just-talk-a-few-weeks-ago-about-how-anyone-even-a-mutant-like-you-can-like-a-guy look.

"You don't have to say yes to the proposal. That Brad guy didn't."

"Yah, and America hated him for like ever until he went back even more desperate than before and finally picked a chick. No way."

"At least think about it!" Nudge pleaded. "You could fine love, and a lot of the guys are really hot, and you get to travel, and you get to do everything for free! Plus no work while you are there, and..."

"I get it Nudge. Thanks but no thanks." I softened my voice after I realized I was over reacting, still my choice, they just gave me an option. Right? Deep breaths. Phew.

I gazed into Angels eyes, that were so sweet, even when she is turning into a teen, she is still to cute.

"Max, you are going to call that guy back and tell him you want to be on the Bachelorette." Angel said flatly.

"Uhm, uhh, I have to go make a phone call. Be right back."

(~Angel POV~)

"Angel!" mom scolded, "That was Max's decision! I thought we discussed using your powers inappropriately."

"I know, but I have a good feeling about this. I mean for Max, I really think this will be good! She may actually meet someone!" I smiled big. I meant it, but I knew she was going to kill me for it.

Mom rubbed her temples. "Angel..."

"I'm sorry! I couldn't help myself!"

"Go both you I need Asprin."

As we headed upstairs and Nudge and I exchanged high fives.

"I'm going to be on TV!" She squealed.

I offered a grin, but I hope this was good for Max too, but when have I ever been wrong?"

(~Iggy POV~)

"Friday, Friday, Gotta get down on Friday..." I sang fairly quietly as a made a grilled cheese."

I swung around and my plate crashed to the ground and my sandwich went flying as Gasman ran into me. "Not cool! I made that with the last bit of bread! Now I have nothing to eat!"

I would eat it off the ground but we haven't swept since we moved in months ago, so its like falling into toxic waste.

"You won't be mad when you see this!"

"See what? Nothing, yup been seeing that for awhile now." I said sarcastically. I turned to search for something else to eat.

"Ig! Look! Common, a missed call, and a voicemail from the Bachelorette casting!"

"Are you serious? Holy crap! I mean Fang in a tux, on TV talking about his feelings..." I was sputtering from laughing so hard. This totally made up for my grilled cheese.

"How are we going to get Fang to call and say yes?"

"HAH! Fang would never call and agree. So I am. I haven't got to use my awesome talent for awhile. Now Fang is in the shower. Watch a pro."

"Don't get ahead of yourself grasshopper, have you forgotten your sensei?"

"Shhhh. Okay watch. FANG! YOUR PHONE IS RINGING! I'M GOING TO PICK IT UP!"

"Kay'."

I heard the sounds of the beeps of him entering keys on the cell phone, and then the sound of muffled ringing.

"Yes this is Fang." Gazzy answered the phone. I truly thought Fang was in the room.

"Wow, I actually got in? Of course. Sure that's great thanks send the papers. Nice talking to you." He quickly hung up as he heard Fang turn the shower water off.

"So what is Fang going to do when he gets the contracts in the mail. You can't hide that and you aren't good at forging your handwriting sucks."

"He does it because he is going to think he doesn't have a choice. Because he never got a phone call."

A sly grin grew across my face. "Today was a good day. But I am going to get some bread so I can have a grilled cheese."

Okay another sort of lame chappie! Sorry :( The actual show starts next chappie! I promise! And I will update it a lot faster if I got lots of reviews! 3 :)