Chap. 8

Screw Redheads

Max POV

I wanted to rip her freaking head off. No, not Nudge or Angel, of course.

That bitch.

Flashback

"Hello," said a sickly sweet voice. "You must be the new students." A girl inspected all of us, skipping over most of the flock and lingering on Fang.

Damn right, he's hot.

"I'm the valedictorian, here to escort you to your classed," she continued, "my name's Layla." Her eyes still glued to Fang, she started to walk into the school. I noticed she was a redhead.

Her staring was starting to annoy me. Not because she has red hair.

"So, you must be Nick," she purred. God, EW. Lame – O!

"Uh, yeah," he said.

"So what class are you in?"

I cleared my throat loudly, and Layla seemed to notice me.

"Yes?" she snapped.

Whoa, touchy. "Where's the girls' bathroom?"

Her face softened a bit, but her eyes still glared. Fang gave me a "help – me – I'll – do – anything" look. I chuckled.

"Down the hall, make a right, and it's on the left," she instructed.

"Thanks," I said icily. Layla recoiled.

Leaving Fang to his 'adoring fan girl', I walked off. Well, kind of tried not to stomp off.

End of Flashback

In the bathroom, I splashed water in my face.

Gah, screw redheads.

Max, whined Angel's voice in my head. Fang says he feels like he's in that place where people have horns and pitchforks and fire.

I suppressed a laugh. Yeah, 'cause he's having so much fun flirting with Ms. I'm Layla the Valedictorian.

No, she said, well thought earnestly, he's trying to escape in the boys' bathroom.

What's Ms. Layla doing, standing outside the stall?

And then, suddenly, the door to the girls' bathroom swung open, and Fang rushed in.

I gave him a WTF? Look.

"She was following me."

I snorted. "I don't doubt it."

"No, really."

"She's probably in the boys' bathroom looking for you. "My voice turned icy. "Why don't you get back to your precious Layla? I'm sure she's feeling so sad and lonely with out you."

"Max -"

"What the f- is your problem?!" I started yelling. "So now that you have Ms. Perfect, why don't you go running back to her, huh?"

"'Cause I like you, Max."

Whaaaaaaa?!

Fang POV

Max's face froze in shock and my heart sank.

I like you, Max.

The four words I haven't been able to utter for the last 2 years.

"What?" mumbled Max again, pressing her fingers to her temple. She did that a lot.

"I like you." Those words again.

Max smiled her face lighting up. "I like you too, Fang."

I wanted to hug her. To hold her. To kiss her. I momentarily froze. I wanted to kiss her? Some thing must be wrong with me.

I hugged her. I was so perfect, this 'Hallmark' moment (as Max puts it) that both of us jumped at the sound of banging on the door.

"Open up, Max!" called Layla. "The door's locked. I can't get in!"

"I locked it," I whispered to Max.

"Okay." Max thought for a moment, knitting her eyebrows together. "You go stand on a toilet. Lock the stall."

"But -"

"Shh!" Max glanced back at the door. "When Layla and I get out of here, get out of the stall, wash your hands, and come back to meet us."

I quickly scrambled into one of the stalls and listened to Max unlocking the door.
"Max!" said Layla's fake, 'cheerful' voice. "Is Nick in here?"

Max laughed fakely. It probably sounded real to Layla, but I knew Max too well. The only time she would be laughing at Layla would be when Layla spilled stuff all over herself or something.

"Why would -" laugh "F – Nick be in the -" another laugh "girls' bathroom?"

"I dunno," Layla said. "Just had a hunch. I needed to use the restroom anyway."

Please not this stall, please not this stall, I prayed. Lucky me, she got the stall 2 doors away. Whew.

I waited until they both left, which was a while, and unlocked the stall and got out. I washed my hands.

Walking as slowly as I dared, I went back toward the flock and –shudder- Layla.

"F – Nick, where have you been?" said Max in her fake voice. "Layla was looking for you." I could smell the contempt in her voice.

"Okay," Layla told us, "let's get to class. Nick, Max, and I have homeroom together." Wonderful. (Sarcasm.) I didn't listen while she rattled off the other classes.

The flock split up, Max, Layla and me heading toward our class.

"So, Nick," said Layla 'seductively' (ew) "do you have a girlfriend?" I almost gagged. I could hear that girl on my blog asking the same question.

"Mm – hmm," I said through clenched teeth.

"Yes or no?"

"Actually," Max interrupted, slipping her arm around my waist, "he's taken."

The shocked look Layla's face me want to laugh. Not used to being told no?

She snorted. "Whatever."

I was so relieved I could've kissed Max. Literally.

A smile spread across Max's face.

I told her! Said Angel's voice.

Gah! I mentally goaded myself. Oh well. I probably didn't matter, since Max already knew how I felt.

Max's smile grew wider, if possible. She kissed my cheek.

I floated on air for the rest of the day.

A/N: I learned how to put the line thingy!

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