Chapter 9: Applebee's
Hi guys! I'm back! Sorry for not updating last week. High school is just so tiring! But anyways, thank you guys for the reviews. Some of you requested for a josh/max relationship, but I'm sorry, I'm gonna have to say no to that, because I'm a FAX person! Sorry!
FANG POV:
"Okay, it should be fine now," the glazier said, as he came down from the stairs.
"Thank you so much," I replied.
"Anytime," he said, walking out the door.
Okay, let me catch you up here. Remember when I got jealous of Josh and didn't talk to Max? Yeah? Yea. Okay. And then remember the time when I threw Max's phone at the wall? Mmmhhmm. And then she got angry then stomped out of the house? Yeah? Well anyways, Miss little brat there decided to throw her phone up at my window, which created a huge ass hole in the glass. I had to admit, I was surprised that it can actually make a hole. Her cell phone must seriously be sturdy.
Okay, well anyways, it had been a week since that happened. And yes! I can finally sleep in my room again. Oh, did I mention that I had to sleep in one of the guest room for a while? Well, after all, it is January in New York and you people must be crazy if you can sleep in a freezing room. (A/N: IDK if that's true, because I've never been to New York)
"Yo! I'm home!" Iggy yelled.
"Yeah. Welcome home," I muttered, scrolling through the pictures I took last week from the photo-shoot.
Iggy came over and sat on the spot beside me on the couch. "Come on, Fang. You're still mad? Didn't you say the people were gonna come fix the window today?"
I looked up at him, nodded, then looked back down at my phone.
"You know.. if you think about it, it is your fault after all," Iggy said, laying down and putting his legs on my lap.
I pushed it off and glare at him. "What? You're taking her side now?"
"Yeah. If you wouldn't had threw her phone on the wall, your window wouldn't had been broken."
"Yeah, but she started it. She was flirting with that...dude."
"Yeah, but that was really none of your beeswax. Unless you-"
"Yes it is."
"Unless if you still like her."
"What? No. Of course not. Max? Really?"
"Mmmhhmm," Iggy said with a cocky smirk on his face.
"For real!"
"Okaay," he said, standing up to leave.
"Ugh. Fine. What do I do?"
"I don't know? Make it up for her? Duh! Ciao!" He said, before walking up the stairs to his room.
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MAX POV:
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
(nu-uh-uh-uh)*2
(Tik Tock by Ke$ha)
"Great job, guys!" Nancy and Iggy yelled.
"Wheew, that was sooo tiring!" Blaine said as he took a drink out of his water bottle.
"Right! It was tiring, but it was fabulous! We're fabulous! Ooh, that would be a great group song for the first competition! ZOMG! It i-mhfp"
"Shut. Up. Nudge." Angel said, removing her hands from Nudge's mouth.
"Sometimes I wonder where she get that energy from," Ella said.
"Oh my god! Didn't I tell you guys last time that it was generic?"
"Uuuh, yes you did at first then you started talking about unicorns."
"Oh.. really?"
"Yeah, really," Ella said, heading towards the living room.
"So… where's your fiancé?" Angel asked. We were all in Nancy's living room pigging out on the chips she gave us.
"He went on a business trip for 2 week. He'll be back in a week."
"Oh..okay."
"ZOMG! I just thought of something! Remember the time when M-"
"Ugh, we don't care and we don't want to know. You already told us this 3 times today already. I would appreciate it very much if you shut up and go suck face with Iggy again," Gazzy said, still covering Nudge's mouth. Nudge glared at him then nodded.
"Uum, first of all-"
"Zip it!"
"Okay, mamma. Max, sometimes I really wonder how you can live with Gazzy. I mean, come on. Just look at him. He may look so sweet and innocent on the outside but he really is a monster," Nudge said before turning around to talk to Iggy again.
I rolled my eyes and took out my phone. Yep. I got myself a new phone two days after I threw my old one up at Fang's window. Wow, speaking of Fang, I haven't seen him all week. I wonder why… Oh well. I really don't care anyways.
"I'm gonna leave! Actually, I'm gonna go to Applebee's. Anybody wanna go?" I announced.
"Sure," Blaine said, grabbing Angel's hand and pulling her up from the coach. I looked around to see if the other people wanted to go too. They all nodded. Nancy shook her head then returned to talking on her phone.
"Come on guys! I'm hungry!" Iggy yelled as he opened the door. I shivered as a gust of cold wind flew in.
"Right. Let's go!" Blaine said, as he wrapped an arm around Angel. Awh. Cute right? Right? Yeah.
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"Okay. You have got to be kidding me. You're telling me that you're not gonna go to the show this weekend?" Nudge asked.
I nodded then took a bite out of my steak.
"What?! Don't tell me you're not going just because of Fang."
I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Of course not. It's not him. I am so through with him."
"Who? Me?" A deep voice asked from behind me. I slowly turned around and looked up at the owner of the voice. Fang.
I glared at him and tersely said "Yes you. Now get out of my face."
"Ouch," he said, bringing a hand over his heart. "That hurts, Maxie."
"Nicholas. It's Max. Not Maxie. Now, if you'll excuse me, I got to finish my food," I said, turning back around to dig in my plate.
"Yo! Fang. Come sit here," Iggy said, motioning him over to sit by him, across from me.
Fang silently walked over to Iggy, taking a piece of his fry in the process of sitting down. "Here, Fang. You can have my food. I'm not hungry anyways," Nudge said, handing Fang her the untouched food. "Thank you, Nudge," Fang replied, grabbing her fork and knife.
Everybody looked at Fang, then at me, then back at Fang again. "What?" I said, annoyed, looking up to meet everyone's eyes. They all shook their heads then returned back to their conversations. I sighed, quickly finished my food, then waited "patiently" for them to finish up.
"Yeah... Mmhm... Yeah… I know right! True! She shouldn't be doing" bzzzz. "that. Like, really, it's" bzzzz. I was listening to Gazzy and Ella's conversation when my phone started buzzing in the back of my pocket. I groaned as I took out my phone from my sweater jacket and looked at the text.
Hey Max. Just wanted to tell you that there will be no practice tomorrow. I got to go check up on my schedule for this weekend. -Nancy
I replied with a quick "okay" then looked up again as I felt a pair of eyes on me. Fang's eyes. "What?" I said, icily.
He smirked, "You got a new phone? Since when?"
"Oh, since after you smashed it into the wall."
His face suddenly turned guilty then looking down, he said, "Sorry. I wasn't thinking right at that moment. Please forgive me?"
"Why should I?"
"Because," he said, looking up at me again. "I know you're not mad at me anymore. I know that no matter how mad you can be at me, you'll recover in a day or two and it has been a week now. Trust me, Max. I know a whole lot about you."
"What makes you think that? People change, Fang."
"Because you had never changed," he said as he moved his hand from the table to his lap. "You're still Max. Still Maximum Ride. Here, maybe this will pay back for what I did to your phone," he said as he pulled a box out from his jacket pocket.
He held it out to me and I stared at it. "I know it won't be much worthy anymore since you got yourself a new one already, but still.. take it as an apology gift?" I looked at his face and saw that he really seemed sincere about this. I took the box from him and opened it, revealing a gold iPhone 5s, just like my old one.
Suddenly, I smiled evilly as an idea popped into my head. "Fang, I forgive you. Let me see your phone." He looked at me as if I grew another head then slowly and cautiously took out his phone and held it out to me from across the table. I took it from him then scooted my chair away from him as far as possible, moving my half empty cup of water along with me.
I looked up at him, holding the phone above the cup of water, feeling the satisfactory as I saw his eyes widened. I smiled as sweetly as I can then said, "I'm sorry, but you should really know how I felt like when my phone was broken." And quickly, I dropped his phone in the cup, and just to add a little bit more drama, I scooped a spoon of ketchup and mixed it in their by stirring it with my spoon.
"Woo-hooo! Go Max!" I looked at Iggy and smiled. I stood up, did a stage bow, and then looked at Fang, who was still wide eyed, but this time, he had his mouth opened as well. I smirked, as I watched him look disbelievingly at the phone in the cup of water mixed with ketchup. "Yo, Fang! Think fast!" I said as I threw his "gift" at him. "Take this as an apology gift?" I said, throwing a 20 on the table, and then heading out to my car.
As soon as I got outside, I started laughing so much that the people coming inside were looking at me crazy. As I opened my car door, it was suddenly pushed close again. I quickly turned around only to come face to face with Fang. Well, more like face to chest. I slowly looked up at him and went on with another round of laughter. What? You should've seen his face in there. It was priceless!
"What the heck were you thinking, Max?"
"What? Thinking about what?" I said, innocent.
"Why did you do that? Now I have to restart everything on my phone and most importantly, I lost ALL my stuff!" He yelled. God, help me. He is mad. Beyond mad. You could literally see his fist clenching and unclenching as he maintain to not hit anything.
"Well, it was a taste of your own medicine. You smashed my phone into the wall. There was nothing wrong with that. I put your phone in water and suddenly everything is falling down upon m-"
"So you did that because I smashed your phone into the wall?" He interrupted.
"Si" I replied smartly.
"Ugh, Max. I said I was sorry," he said, running a hand through his hair.
"And I said I forgive you."
He suddenly let out a frustrated breath of air and pushed my shoulder back until it was touching the cold metal of my car. But instead of letting go, he firmly placed his hands there, holding me between him and the car. "Then why did you do that?" He said, looking me straight in the eyes.
"Because you broke my boat."
**Flashback**
"Max! What are you doing?" A 6 year old Fang said as he ran over to where Max was playing in the little pool her dad set up.
"Fang! Look! Mommy got me this!" Max said as she held up the red and white boat up in her hands, looking proud.
"Whoa! Let me see it!" Fang said, taking the boat from Max's hands without her permission.
"Fang! Give it back to me," Max whined trying to pull the boat out of Fang's hands.
"No! It's mine now," Fang said, pulling it back towards him.
"No! Give me!" Max said, pulling it towards her.
"No" Fang said stubbornly.
As they pulled the boat back and forth from each other, they both suddenly fell back into the water. Max got up first and examined what happened. In her hands, there was the flag that was originally on the boat and in Fang's hand was the other part of the boat.
Max's lips started trembling and before Fang can say sorry, she started bawling her eyes out and throwing the plastic ducks in the pool at Fang. "Go away! You're not my friend no more!" Max said, throwing the flag at a guilty Fang then running back into her house.
**Flashback Ends**
Fang looked at me confused for a while then started laughing. Oh my…. that sound is so… smooth… and sexy. That has got to be the sexiest thing I'd ever heard.
"You did this because of that? Max, Max, Max," he said as he shook his head. "You're really one to hold grudges." And you guessed it. Another round of laughter followed that.
I stood there stupidly, not really knowing what to do or say and waited for him to finish.
"Okay. I'm done. I forgive you," he said, taking a step back away from me.
"I never apologized." I said, opening my car door.
"Whoa, wait a second," he said, pushing the door closed again. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Home?" I answered dumbly.
"I don't think so. It's only what..? 7:20? Come over and let's catch up. We haven't done that in forever."
I stared at him for a while before saying, "Of course. You can make me chocolate chip cookies."
He smiled down at me again then walked to the passenger door.
"Uuh, where do you think you're going?" I said, mimicking Fang.
"What? Sitting down?"
"Did I ever invite you into my car?"
"Nope, but I have the acception of doing so by being your best friend," he said, opening the door and going inside.
I held back a smile then opened my own door and slid in, entering the keys into the ignition then turning up the temperature. I sat back in my seat as I waited for the engine to heat up.
"Where's your car anyways?" I said, turning my head to the side to look at him.
He shrugged then said, "Home. I walked all the way here just to give you that phone."
"Oh really?"
"Yep, really." I looked at him for a while then punched him in the stomach, making him curl up in pain.
"Ugh! What the heck was that for?"
"Don't lie to me."
"And I thought you changed. You're still the ignorant, abusive little girl I grew up with," he muttered as he rubbed the area on his stomach where I punched him.
"I heard that," I said, pulling out from the parking lot. He chuckled then ruffled my hair.
"Hey, I'm driving here!" I whined.
"And I don't care."
"Well you should, Jones."
"Back to last name basis again, Ride?"
"Mmhhmm. You got that right."
"Well bring it on!"
Tada! Okay, tell me how I did on this one. Better? Worse? Same?
Question: What should I write about in the next chapter? (I'm seriously stuck)
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