I'm gonna do a whole alternating point of view between chapters. So this is in Max's point of view.
Disclaimer: I DONT OWN MAXIMUM RIDE OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS/QUOTES... blahblahblah.
Yes, Fang will get more arrogant and conceited. He acts like he can get any girl he wants.
Enjoy.
MAX POV
"Hey Shorty! Get me some food!" My friend Carter yelled at me.
"Get your own food! You know where it is. It's your house too, you know." I replied, throwing a pillow at her. My other best friend Chloe laughed. Carter and Chloe laughed. They aren't biologically my sisters but they live with me and my family, being my mom and step dad. Chloe is my step-sister so she is more related to me than Carter. Carter is my best friend whose parents are always on business trips.
Carter flipped her jet black bangs that swooped across her forehead, and flicked her shoulder length layered locks before proceeding to the kitchen. Carter was average height, really skinny (all three of us are) and she had bright green eyes. Carter was great, but she cursed like a truck driver.
I looked at Chloe and her silver-blue eyes looked back at me.
"You wanna hang out in the garage? I asked her. Our garage is this huge place where there is practically everything for any sport. Our house is huge, because of my dad. I didn't want Fang to know my dad is Mason Realer, an insanely famous singer. He would treat me differently. That's the worst thing. Every time I try to make new friends or do something in the city, it's either people bombarding me or paparazzi. I stick to Carter and Chloe. Second, I don't even know Fang. I don't necessarily plan on knowing him either.
Chloe nodded and stood, pulling her ultra blonde hair into a ponytail. Chloe is such a blonde. She has the whole personality going on. She is a tall skinny blonde girl. And she is dumb. Yep, stereotypes probably come from her. Carter joined us a moment later with a huge box of goldfish in her hand. She shoved them in her mouth, completely unlady like. Oh, I have taught her well.
I usually spend my time in the garage setting up a mat and practicing my gymnastics moves. Me and Chloe compete for the same league together. I honestly am not a girly person, so let's get that straight. My mom wants me to do it, and I hate letting her down. Anyway, I have done it since I was five so it's not worth it to give up now.
Instead of that, Chloe practiced with the mats and I slipped off my shirt so I was wearing a neon yellow sports bra and short athletic shorts. I pulled on a pair of black boxing gloves. I usually use things like jump roping and boxing to keep me in shape for meets. Carter sat on the weight lifter and stuffed her face full of goldfish while I boxed and Chloe practiced her routine for the meet coming up. Twenty minutes later, my home phone rang. I ran inside, drenched with sweat and picked it up.
"Hello?" I said, out of breath.
"Max? Hey, good I have the right number." The voice said. "It's Fang."
"How'd you get this number..?" I questioned him.
"Well, uh, I looked up the number for the store in the directory, and no one answered but it said call this number." He replied
"Oh." I said. Duh.
"Angel convinced my mom to let us get a dog or two. Can we come pick them out?" He asked.
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay good cause I'm pulling in the driveway. See you." He hung up. Crap. I slid on my flip flops and ran to the parking lot, shirt in hand. Fang, Angel, Gazzy, and three other kids hopped out of the car. They all followed me in the store, and I directed them to the back room.
"Oh yeah, uh, Max? This is my brother Iggy and two sisters Nudge and Ella." He pointed to each of them and they waved. I studied them carefully. Ella was Hispanic looking girl who was probably a year younger than me. She had dark brown eyes and hair. She wore a hot pink t shirt with gray skinny jeans and pink wedges. Nudge had dark mocha colored skin and dark brown hair with matching eyes. She wore a blue long sleeve shirt with a white vest over top, a black skirt and blue wedges. These girls are girly, definitely. Iggy was very tall and skinny, but muscular at the same time, with long strawberry blonde hair and pale blue eyes.
"Oh, well uh, this is awkward. Sorry." I said slipping on my shirt and pulling off my boxing gloves. "Any dog you want, you can have. 'Cept Caddis over there," I pointed to the chocolate lab fighting over a rope toy with another dog. "That's Carter's. Jazzy over there," I pointed to a Chihuahua sleeping in a bed. "That's Chloe's. And lastly, Oakley here, who is mine." I bent down to pet the German Sheppard who was missing his front right leg.
"What happened to him?" Ella asked, hand over her mouth.
"Eh, he was born this way. It doesn't make him any different. He is like any other dog." I said, standing up. "Holler if you need me, I'll be in the front." I said. They all scattered about the room, petting dogs and holding dogs.
"We'll come. We don't care." Iggy said, Fang following behind him. I walked out to the front and they followed me.
"Hey bitch." Carter said, sitting on the counter.
"Bitch refers to a female dog." Iggy stated. I laughed.
"Not in her world." I jerked my thumb at Carter. She grinned.
"In my world, bitch refers to Max's personality." She informed him. "I'm kidding, of course. It refers to other people…" She looked away mysteriously.
"Hey Max, I think that fish is drowning!" Chloe yelled, pointing at the tank. I burst out laughing because she was completely serious. Carter cracked up with me.
"What's funny? That was a bad joke." Fang said.
"She…wasn't…joking." I forced out in between laughter. He and Iggy stood there, dumbfounded.
"Chloe you are such a blonde." I told her. She looked confused. She shrugged and walked over to the counter.
"Okay, okay. Max, are you gonna introduce me to your friends or what, 'cause that's what I'm waiting for!" Iggy wiggled his eyebrows.
"Pinhead." Carter said rolling her eyes.
"That would be Carter." I said, finally recovering from laughter. "And that's Chloe."
Angel, Gazzy, Nudge and Ella walked out with two dogs. Angel held a little Yorky puppy while Ella and Nudge cooed at it.
"We are gonna dress you up, and buy you toys and spoil you. Yes we are! You cutie little dog, you. We should name you sparkle. Or Glitter. Or how about Pinky! That would be so cool because she could wear pink all the time and it would be so cool!" Ella slapped a hand over the blabbering Nudge's mouth.
On the other hand, Gazzy had a gray pit bull. He scratched it head. Nudge and Ella picked out a sparkly pink collar for the Yorky and a black one with flames for the pit bull. They had matching collars and plastic bowls. Fang hauled two bags of dog food over his shoulder and Iggy picked up a big crate and a small carrier.
"So, this is your total." I showed him the screen.
"What about the dogs? You didn't put them in there." He replied.
"We would never charge money for a dog… It's like selling a person." I told him. He shrugged and paid.
"Can we play with them outside?" Angel looked up at Fang with pleading eyes. He looked at me.
"Sure, but I am boxing. You can stay as long as you aren't stealing anything, breaking anything, invading my personal environment, yatah, yatah, yatah." I told them. They nodded and ran outside.
I went back to the garage, followed by Chloe and Carter. Chloe re-rolled out the mat and Carter got a tennis ball and let her dog out. I walked over to the big punching bag hanging extendedly from the wall. I pulled off my shirt again and slid on my gloves. Fang sat down and watched me. I paid no attention to him.
"You box?" He asked.
"Sure, I know how." I said. Focus on my hands. I thought to myself.
"But do you play?" He asked, with more emphasis on the play part.
"No."
"Why do you do it then?" He did not stop asking questions!
"Keeps me in shape for other sports." I just wanted to concentrate on this but he distracted me… His dark brown, almost black eyes were gorgeous. His jet black hair looked almost like a sloppy Justin Bieber look. Okay, no I do NOT like him. I was just… complementing him. In my head.
"Like what?" Now he knew he was getting on my nerves. I sighed and stopped boxing.
"I'm a gymnast. Half-forcedly. Don't ask, please." I replied and grabbed a towel. I wiped my sweaty face off.
"You should come over, Max. You would love my mom." I nodded. I would, but I hope they don't expect me to be best friends with them or anything.
"Right now? I'm free." I told him.
"Sure." I told Chloe and then ran upstairs to my huge bathroom. I jumped in the shower real quick and then dried my hair. I threw on a Jack Johnson concert t shirt and jeans. I shoved some sneakers on and ran back outside.
"I'll follow beside you, kay?" I asked him.
"Beside? Don't you mean behind?" He looked confused.
"No." I lead him out the side door back to our barn. I browsed through each of the stalls until I came to my horse. A dark gray appaloosa with a white spotted butt. I quickly saddled her up and climbed on.
"Woah." Fang backed away. I walked her out of the barn as Fang followed along side, examining the horse. When we got to his car, the dogs started to walk towards the horse.
"Pobyt!" I yelled at them. They stopped.
"You have got to teach me that!" Iggy said impressed.
"Aye! Carter! I'm leaving, be back shortly. Don't laugh at that! I'm not short! Don't break anything or eat all the food!" I yelled over to Carter, who was playing fetch with her dog.
"Okay, bitch!" She yelled back. Oh, Carter.
"Girls fall in love with what they hear. Boys fall in love with what they see. That's why girls wear make up; and boys lie." ~Wiz Khlaifa3
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