Ok so I looked at my email and I had 31 unread messages for THIS story, so thank you to everyone and I just want to say my friend (the one that helps me with the names) is my editor. And one of the reviews I got said they were confused, so how are you confused? I'll be happy to answer your question unless the answer happens in a later chapter which it might not but who knows. Also I'm sorry for the late update this should have gone up on Saturday, but my friend and I have been super busy, and I'm sorry again.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hall of Fame by The Script and I also don't own MR
Max POV
I walked into the cafeteria with my lunch and Ella pulled me to her table.
"So did you tell him yet?" She asked.
"No." I answered shortly.
"Tell who what?" Nudge asked sitting down.
"Nothing." I stood up, took my lunch to an empty table and began to eat in silence.
Ella POV
"You know your sister is really weird right?" Nudge said looking at the direction Max went, "And so not like you or Tara."
"Yeah I know, it's just because she was with my mom when she-" I couldn't finish so Nudge stopped asking questions understanding my loss for words.
I saw a dark figure walk towards Max's table and sit down across from her as she looked up
Fang POV
I saw the girl sitting by herself in the corner of the cafeteria so I carried my lunch and a stack of old yearbooks, that I had my sister put in my locker earlier, over to her table. I sat down and she looked up and glared at me.
"Good glare." I nodded and pushed my lunch aside and opened my 8th grade yearbook.
"What are you doing with those?" she asked.
"That was the first full sentence I've ever heard from you." she glared at me again and took a bite of her sandwich.
"Answer the question."
"Trying to figure out how I know you." I answered.
"Does this help?" She got up and moved to sit with her sister. I sighed and carried my things over to the band's table.
"You get rejected?" Iggy asked.
"No, I just want to figure out how I know her." I sighed and grabbed the bottom yearbook trying to find my 1st Grade class. "Where is it!" I slammed the book down and took out my lyric book.
I started writing. (Lyrics: Hall of Fame by The Script)
Yeah, You could be the greatest
You can be the best
You can be the king kong banging on your chest
You could beat the world
You could beat the war
You could talk to God, go banging on his door
You can throw your hands up
You can beat the clock
You can move a mountain
You can break rocks
You can be a master
Don't wait for luck
Dedicate yourself and you can find yourself
Standing in the hall of fame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame
You could go the distance
You could run the mile
You could walk straight through hell with a smile
You could be the hero
You could get the gold
Breaking all the records that thought never could be broke
Do it for your people
Do it for your pride
How you ever gonna know if you never even try?
Do it for your country
Do it for your name
Cause there's gonna be a day
When you're standing in the hall of fame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame
Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a champion
On the walls of the hall of fame
Be students
Be teachers
Be politicians
Be preachers
Be believers
Be leaders
Be astronauts
Be champions
Be truth seekers
Be students
Be teachers
Be politicians
Be preachers
Be believers
Be leaders
Be astronauts
Be champions
"Fang let's go. Lunch is over" I put the pencil down, grabbed my things, threw my lunch away, and headed to class.
"I was watching you write. I like the lyrics, that's not the end of the song is it?" Iggy asked.
"No way, that's only half." I grabbed my books from my locker and headed off to class. Seeing the girl in the back, I decided that I was going to sit in front of her and finish the lyrics to the song.
Standing in the hall of fame
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cause you burn with the brightest flame
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame
(You can be a champion)
You could be the greatest
(You can be a champion)
You can be the best
(You can be a champion)
You can be the king kong banging on your chest
(You can be a champion)
You could beat the world
(You can be a champion)
You could beat the war
(You can be a champion)
You could talk to God, go banging on his door
(You can be a champion)
You can throw your hands up
(You can be a champion)
You can beat the clock
(You can be a champion)
You can move a mountain
(You can be a champion)
You can break rocks
(You can be a champion)
You can be a master
(You can be a champion)
Don't wait for luck
(You can be a champion)
Dedicate yourself and you can find yourself
(You can be a champion)
Standing in the hall of fame
"Fang, class is over. You're going to be late to your next class." I nodded at the teacher, and left the room stopping at Iggy's locker to drop off the lyrics. I set the notebook inside and shut the door, and then I headed off to my class.
After school
Max POV
I walked through the back door of the school looking out onto the football field. I saw the cheerleaders practicing on the other side of the school seeing my sister's messy high ponytail in the distance, among the group, I started walking over to the blenchers.
I set my backpack down next to me and pulled out my sketchbook and pencil. I looked around and saw the cheerleaders do a pyramid and looked back down at my sketchbook and started sketching what came to my head. Nick.
Adding all the shading and lighting and things like that, I heard a whistle blow and I looked up and saw the football team run out onto the field. I looked at each one and noticed two of them looked familiar; one had jet black hair and the other strawberry blonde. Probably members of Ride. I told myself looking back down at the page finally taking in what I had sketched.
My eyes widened when I realized I had drawn Nick and I together holding hands. This doesn't make sense. I've haven't seen or talked to him in 7 years! How could I draw us like this? I stuffed the book into my backpack and looked around for something to do.
"Look out!" I looked up right as a spiraling football hit me in the face. I fell back on the blenchers and held my bleeding nose.
"Oh God I'm so sorry!" I looked up at the person and saw it was the guy with strawberry blonde hair.
"Its fine." I sat back up on the blenchers and I saw my sister.
"Max, let me take you to the nurse." Ella said grabbing my backpack. I took it from her and stood up.
"I don't even know how that happened. Wait what do you say your name was again?" the boy asked. He was pale and looked at me with piercing blue eyes.
"Max." I said holding my nose and throwing my backpack over my shoulder.
"Ella, if you miss this you're not going to be able to perform on the 18th" informed one of the cheerleaders, I think her name was Brigid.
"Iggy! Get down here I need you to stay here. Fang, you take the girl to the nurse." I looked down and saw the coach talking to the two boys, one looked at me –probably Iggy – then Nick looked over at me and nodded at the coach.
He walked over to me and took my backpack from me.
"Don't." I said trying to get my backpack back.
"I'm just going to carry it. What's so wrong about that?" He questioned me while holding the door open.
I glared at him but went inside the school. I walked in the nurse's office still holding my still bleeding nose.
"What happened?" the nurse asked.
"She got hit the nose with a football your brother threw." Nick smirked at her.
"I'll bring that up later." she said smiling while looking at my nose.
"Don't, he already feels bad about it." I told her.
"Alright, I won't, well it looks like my idiot brother broke it." she turned around and put a little bandage thing across my nose when the door suddenly opened.
"Hey how is that girl that I hit in the face with a foo- Taylor I didn't know you were working today."
"Yes Iggy, I'm working today and you accidently broke her nose." she told Iggy.
"Hey I'm really sorry about that."
"It's fine." I stood up and took my backpack from Fang and walked out of the room.
I met up with Ella in the parking lot and we started walking home.
When they got home
I walked through the back door and went straight to my room.
"Max do you have homework for this weekend?" Tara asked walking into my room.
"No." I looked up at her and heard her gasp.
"What happened?"
"I got hit with a football after school, I'm fine."
"Okay," She turned towards the door then back at me when she reached the doorway, "do you need anything?"
"No." I sighed, "Wait, can you bring me yearbooks from 1st through 5th grade and my freshman through junior yearbooks?"
"Sure."
I grabbed the picture frame from the dresser and looked at it.
"Here you go." Tara set the books down on my bed and walked out of my room.
I sat down next to the books and opened my grade one yearbook. Opening it I saw a note from someone on the inside cover.
(Things are spelled wrong on purpose!)
Max ur my best friend and I hope to see you this sumer. Nick Ride
I opened the second grade one and saw another note.
Max, this was a good year see you this summer maybe? Nick Ride
I started reading the third grade note and realized I thought I'd never see this kid again.
Max, can't wait to hang out during summer! NR
I opened the fifth grade yearbook and read it.
Max, I was looking at all my different yearbooks and saw that all of the notes you gave me, thx. I realized we aren't going to be going to the same middle school, Hope to see you sometime again. NR
I pushed the yearbook aside and looked at my high school ones.
He had always been in the same high school as me along with that Iggy kid and I never knew…
There is the end I hope you liked it!