AN: Hey guys. Please excuse my awkward sadness on the last AN chapter- I just had a bad day. Thursday I had my All-State Chorus Audition after school, cuz I made District so I could try out for State. Two of my best friends stayed behind with me and we played the drums (badly), keyboard, and played tag with people that we didn't know! Fun, huh? Yeah. Anywho, I'm rewriting this chapter just for you guys, and everyone who reviewed last chapter. BTW, I have a new band addiction to this amazing band called Paramore. I lurve them, and Panic! At The Disco (PATD). You guys should check them out, my favorite songs by them as of now are Brick By Boring Brick (Paramore), Misery Business (Paramore), I Write Sins Not Tragedies (PATD), and Nine In The Afternoon (PATD.) I also like 3 Doors Down. Yeah, I'm a rocker, but I like other stuff too….. any bands you recommend? Review/PM and tell me!
Last Time on SIHOOT:
I know. Forgive me?
It was a long shot, but I was willing to try.
The silence stretched on.
….
Please, Fangles?
Sigh. Fine.
YAY! Thank you, Fang! You won't regret it!
Sure. Okay.
We ended our conversation, and I sighed in relief. He wasn't that mad at me. Good. I would find a way to make it up to him somehow.
MAX POV
I smiled down at my phone, glad that Fang had decided to give me a second chance. I looked at the uneaten breakfast sitting in front of me, me sitting completely still for all of one second, before I grabbed my fork and shoved food in my face. When the plate was cleared, I realized just how thirsty I was. I ran to the fridge, stuck my hand in, grabbed some random drink, and chugged half of it without sparing the label a glance.
I thought long and hard about how to make it up to Fang. Hmmmm…. LIGHTBULB!
I called Fang, and I told him today was Max and Fang day, and we should hang out, just the two of us, all day. Do whatever we wanted. He agreed, and I grinned like a madman, sprinting up the stairs to get ready. I grabbed my skinny jeans, Paramore shirt, and rainbow DC's. I decided to check the drink label then, and to my horror, it read MONSTER energy drink. I sighed. Fang was really in for it now.
I skipped down the steps like a weirdo, grabbed my keys, and screamed at the half-way shut door behind me, "NUDGE, ELLA, MOM I'M LEAVING! BYE!" Then I slammed the door and ran to my car. I walked to the driver's door, trailing one finger down the side. It was a pretty blue Mustang convertible. My pride and joy. I opened the door, slid into the plush leather seat and revved the engine. The tires squealed on the pavement as I floored the pedal.
I stopped in front of the schmancy apartment building Fang and the band stayed in, and strutted in the doors. I caught Blondie's eye and fake-lunged at him, doing the universal "come at me bro" sign. He flinched and I laughed and walked up the stairs. I avoided the elevator, not wanting to visit the tiny space that freaked me out. Stupid claustrophobia. Ruining elevators for life.
I was walking sluggishly, about halfway to his floor, when a jolt of pure energy hit me. I ran up the rest of the stairs, and didn't feel winded at all. I rang Fang's doorbell like, fifty kajrillion times, and he opened it, shaking his head and chuckling at me.
"I imagine you're so excited and bubbly cuz you're graced with my presence, huh, Maxie?" Fang asked, smirking. Idiot.
"NopeNopeNope!" I cried out. "I accidently had Monster this morning and I think the energy's got me." I said thoughtfully. Fang noticed the car keys in my hand, and carefully slipped them out of my hand. I stuck out a hip, and rested my hand there. "Why?" I growled.
"Maybe I should drive, Maxie." Fang chuckled lightly. I narrowed my eyes at him, but still let him hold my hand as we walked down the steps to the lobby, and back to my car. I got in the passenger's seat and started rocking, back and forth, back and forth. Fang put a gentle hand on my shoulder, stopping me.
"Max. Stop rocking." He commanded softly. I huffed a sigh, and threw my arm over the side of the door, since the windows were down and so was the roof. Fang started to drive somewhere, and I drummed my fingers impatiently on the dashboard.
"Where are we going, Fang?" I asked, the hyper-ness affecting my voice, making me talk faster.
"It's a surprise." He smiled at me a little, before turning back to the road. I, naturally, had to complain.
"But, Fang," I whined, "I wanna know." I sounded plaintive, like a child who didn't get what they wanted. I crossed my arms, just for effect, leaning back in the seat.
Fang smiled a little. "No, Max. I can't tell you. Confidential information." He shook his head at me as I pouted. I stared at him with Bambi eyes, trying to make him tell me, but he never relented. Five minutes turned to fifteen, and Fang pulled into the parking lot of a building, a newer one. Maybe two years old or so. I looked to see the sign, and read Star Records. I gasped.
"Fang, is this your recording studio?" I gasped again, my hand flying to my mouth. He nodded, a whisper of a smirk appearing on his face. We opened the doors and walked to the front doors. Fang opened one for me, and I walked through partially just to humor him, and partially because I was a tad stunned. I definitely did not see this one coming.
Fang walked past the desk, but I grabbed his arm. He turned to look at me, a confused look on his face.
I gestured to Deskie, the guy behind the desk. I named him Deskie. "Dude, we can't just waltz in here like you own the place." I protested.
Fang smirked. "Don't worry, I'm friends with the owner, and Gerard here knows that." Fang did that awkward man-nod to Gerard, and Gerard man-nodded back. I sighed, and Fang put his arm over my shoulders and led me to the back.
We walked into the studio, and I froze, stunned. Instruments were everywhere. Electric, bass, and acoustic guitars lined the wall to the left, and drum sets and keyboards and microphones were strewn everywhere in the room attached to two others. The other two rooms were the actual recording booth, and the last one was the one with the machines that auto-tune the person's voice. Whatever those are called.
Then I caught sight of it. The red and black and white electric guitar in the corner. It was that guitar. You know, the one that everyone who's anyone wants but no one buys cuz it's way expensive. I walked to it in a daze, and reached out, running a finger down the side. It was beautiful.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and I whirled around to see Fang, inches away. He chuckled. "You can play it, if you want." My eyes widened. I'm sure I looked like a buffoon, but I was too elated and surprised to care.
"I can?" I squeaked. He nodded, and smirked. I picked it up gingerly, and held it like I was terrified to break it. Maybe because I was terrified to break it.
Fang picked up a guitar and led me to the booth, and we sat on the stools. Fang hit some button, but I didn't care enough to speak up about it, whatever he did.
"What do you want to play?" Fang asked. I thought a moment. Maybe… no. Not that one. Sigh. What to play, what to play. Finally, an idea struck me, and I told Fang. "We should play Misery Business. You know, by Paramore." I said excitedly. I loved Paramore, if you couldn't tell by my outfit. (my shirt… duh.)
He nodded, and a small smile played at the corner of his lips. We started strumming on the strings, and I started to sing.
I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top
She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock
It's a matter of time before we all run out
But when I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
I waited eight long months, she finally set him free
I told him I couldn't lie, he was the only one for me.
Two weeks and we caught on fire
She's got it out for me, but I wear the biggest smile.
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But God does it feel so good,
Cuz I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would
Cuz God it just feels so
It just feels so good
Second chances, they don't ever matter, people never change
Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry that'll never change
And about forgiveness we're both supposed to have exchanged
I'm sorry honey, but I passed it up, now look this way
Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who,
They want and what they like, it's easy if you do it right
Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But God does it feel so good,
Cuz I got him where I want him right now
And if you could then you know you would
Cuz God it just feels so
It just feels so good
I watched his wildest dreams come true
And not one of them involving you
Just watch my wildest dreams come true
Not one of them, involving
Whoa, I never to brag, but I got him where I want him now
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But God does it feel so good,
Cuz I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would
Cuz God it just feels so
It just feels so good
We finished the song, Fang not singing once, just guitaring it out. (AN: I know it's not a word, but who needs real words anyway? :D )
"Max, you were really good." Fang smiled, literally, a REAL smile. I think the world had ended.
I blushed. "Not really." I brushed off his compliment. "You were better."
"I disagree." Fang disagreed. (AN: heehee.)
I chuckled falsely. "Oh well. You can disagree with the truth, but you can never fully believe a lie."
Suddenly, the happy, fun atmosphere darkened, and the light faded. My words seemed a little off, even to myself. I didn't mean to give it a double meaning. Sigh.
Just sigh.
AN: Okay, that's a wrap for today! Yay! Did ya like it? I hope so. Next chapter will be part two of their "Max and Fang Day" and the awkward atmosphere won't be there long. Don't be sad.
Anywho, since I have to answer two chapter's worth of reviews, this is gonna be a little long. But still, look for the SOTC and QOTC at the bottom, and don't forget to hit that lonely little review button! :)
Oh, and BTW, some people might have two answers, one for chapter 8, and for chapter 9, so I'm gonna make a list LAB.
CHAPTER EIGHT REVIEW ANSWERS:
IggyIsAwesome13: I tried to, bro. I tried. Stupid Microsoft Word. Thanks, and Alex is older then Fang.
Guest: Thanks for the reassurance! Me too! I hope so far your New Year is going good and junk too! :)
Elemental Dragon Slayer: Thanks! Hehe, just a heads-up, Alex is gonna have to break a little Fax up, because if he didn't, this story would end sooner, and that would be sad, at least for me. :) Thanks, be on the lookout for the replacement thingy with Alex… it'll be up sometime soon, I think. ;)
Unicorn Princess: Thanks! Yeah, keep an eye out for it! I'll try to put it up soon!
: okey-dokey! :D
Disney'sGurl: New friends are great, huh? Belle, I hope you had a good time at your grandma's. Irresistible, huh? *winks* We'll go with that, Alex. I suppose we should spare your self-esteem, so. Hehe, just kidding, bro. I'm sure you're not some crazy who repels girls… but you might be considering DG's comment after that… so I don't know. ;) Thanks, and yeah. God, Alex, you should work on your goodbyes. I feel so unloved. Belle does it better, no offense. :D *smirks* Oh, btw, the person is not affected by the illegal-ness of buying someone, and still wants you, Alex. I suppose you're not some crazy that repels girls then. Maybe instead of chasing the people at your school, you should look for the people who obsess over you in this story, and in the one I might do, with your permission, with a flock-replacement story… cuz people thought it would be good if I did that, with you replacing Fang. So, can I? I must please the readers, you know…. :) You know what I mean.
MissSemi-Dependent: Yeah, Spongebob DOES have some sexual jokes. Thank the lord someone else noticed it, I thought I just had a messed-up mind. We can be messed-up mind buddies. Wow. I'm weird. Oh well. Thanks! Me too, I love the songs too. Make it legalized… to buy people. That's great. :) I call Taylor Lautner. ;) Not in a weird way, just…. I'll just stop talking. It'll come out wrong anyway. Yeah, I shuddered too. Awkward, much?
Boxtoplad999: Happy New Year to you too! You got the song right. You're on a roll, bro! It is amazing. Yeah, I was all -_- when he died. I'm a girl too! Go us!
twixtastebloodyawesome: Yeah, I'm a Taylor fan. I've been listening to her Red album too much lately. I think it's a problem. ;) She's touring this summer? WHOA! I will ask my mom if I can go, cuz that sounds AMAZING! YAYYYYY! Man, I'm a weirdo. Eh, normal's overrated.
Sunshone: you should. Check Netflix, that's where I watched it. ;)
larafares96: yeah, me too. Spongebob is the building block of most all childhoods. Hehe :) Nice, I love Fang too, but the people want what the people want! :) 'Kay!
BooksRide: Thanks, and see PM… I'll PM you when I have a problem.
HayleyWilliams8: OH MY GLOB I LOVE YOUR NAME! In case you didn't see the top AN, I am now obsessed with Paramore. My favorites are up there, too. Yeah. Nah, I know plenty of people who didn't like Spongebob. It's cool, bro, it's cool/
bailar: Thanks, I decided you're right and did a recap, if you noticed. Hehe :) Yeah, that's me, too. The job is just someone I can ask for help with via PM, without them being a Beta. Basically.
Zomg: (for both of your reviews, they were back-to-back): Since you don't like Fax, what do you like? Miggy? What? You can tell me, even though I lurve za Fax, I'm still open. I'm not that conservative.
CHAPTER NINE'S ANSWERS:
Disney'sGurl: Thanks. Yeah, my computer decided to be mean to me. Grr. And believe me, I did. I did. Mwahaha. See ya… now! ;)
JesseJ0906: Yeah, I changed a couple of things, though. Made it better. Thanks! :)
Illovebooks: Thanks, man! (err… or girl.)
UnicornPrincess21: Thanks!
AlwaysLookinUp: Please, don't die! I would be very sad… :( Uh, for the rest… I don't know what to say to that. ;)
Singing Waffle: Yeah, sadly it does. Thanks, man. (or girl, whatever) :)
MusicIsMyLife14: It did help. Thanks. Hehe. You're right, by the way.
FangaKat: Thanks, I tried! :)
StarWarsFREAK: Don't worry, I'm not a sixth grader. I can't say my age, cuz you never know who the pedophiles are, (I not saying you are, but I can never know with anyone, no offense. I prefer not being stalked by a pedo. All I can say is that I'm a teenager. Nothing more.) Sixth grade sucked, basically. But our school has Family Life from fifth grade-senior year, so, it's terrible and gets worse year by year. Sigh. You plan to live in a pineapple under the sea? Epic, man (or girl). Hehe. Me too. OH MY GLOB! I love Pewdiepie, Stephano, Martin, Piggy, and Smosh! I love them? Have you see the Assassin's Creed song by Smosh? That was HILARIOUS, especially cuz I love Assassin's Creed and video games. Yeah, I'm a weirdo like that, but lots of my friends, who are also girls like me, like video games, and my guy-friends (I call 'em my bros) play them too. We're in GATE, so we're allowed to be like that. Hehe. Have you heard of Tobuscus? He's cool, too. Like Pewdiepie, minus the cussing as much. :)
SOTC:
I kn-kn-know a girl,
She gets what she wants, all the time… cuz she's fine.
But for an angel, she's a hot, hot mess, make you so blind,
But you don't mind.
Last SOTC was Long Live by Taylor Swift! Congrats to those who got it!
QOTC: When does the narwhal bacon?
BTW, if you know the answer, you're my bestest friend forever. Hehe. Not creepily, not creepily. Don't worry. :)
My answer to the last QOTC is: Yes, and I'm not ashamed. It has it's stupid moments, but doesn't everything? I mean, if something else is on, like the Big Bang Theory or Futurama (haha, watch them, they're a little inappropriate but they're HILARIOUS!), then I'll watch that instead, but I'll always love Spongebob.
Okay, that's all people! Check in next time! Keep up the awesome!
Fly on,
Sky :)