(Short chapter as usual. Watch After Today to get some of the references. Sorry if Al's ethnicity is incorrect. His story is in the Arabian Nights book, in the movie one song is Arabian Nights, and his name is Arabian, but when I looked up if Arabian/Arabic was an ethnicity, I got "no". When it comes to where there are sultans, I got The Ottoman Empire, Turkey, Saudi Arabia, and more. Mecca, where Islam was founded is in Saudi Arabia, so it could be there. When it comes to travelling in A Whole New World, the places they went to (Egypt then Greece) would still be in order and it would seem quicker if they started in Saudi Arabia. Sorry. This is long.)
Chapter Three: An Extremely Goofy Movie
-DAD!
-What, Maxie?
-The title!
-Hyuck! Whoops. Sorry. Now let me see…
Chapter Three: An Extremely Goofy Chapter
A seventeen-year old boy walked down the steps only to stop after hearing an all too familiar "Maxie!". His father, the neighborhood goof and the night janitor for Disney High, ran after him in a green towel, bunny slippers, and a pink towel on his head with a paper bag lunch in hand. His dad planted a large kiss on the boy's cheek and handed him the bag before running back into the house. The boy continued down the steps and attempted to walk though the gate. It was broken, as usual, so he jumped over it and continued down the road.
"Blech!" He said wiping the saliva from his cheek. In such a rush to get away from his dad, he didn't notice the marbles on the ground. "AaaAAAaaahh!"
A stout boy carrying a duffel bag and wearing a letter jacket caught him. "You okay, Max?"
"If no one saw the last two things that just happened, then I will be," Max responded, as he heard the sound of a skateboard.
"Max, PJ, wait up!" A redhead sporting a buzz cut and carrying a can of spray cheese came skating up behind them along with a tall Middle Eastern boy. He sprayed some cheese in his mouth. "What's u-u-uuup?!"
"Nothing except that my dad is trying to kill me with embarrassment," Max responded.
"At least your dad isn't trying to convince Coach Octetes to let you on the football team even though tryouts were back in April and making you wear his stupid letter jacket in hopes of you becoming popular."
"I have it worse. Try having Mr. Abdiel constantly breathing down your neck. 'If you don't get an A I will sssssssuspend you'," The Middle Eastern boy mimicked.
Max ducked as the redhead tossed his now empty spray cheese can. "Watch it, Bobby! And, Al, at least you don't have to deal with him every day at every waking moment. And Peej, you're right. You do have it worse."
The four made it to Disney High a good while before first bell and walked down the hall. People were complaining about gym class, about their algebra tests, and about home economics. The four were briefly pushed aside by a senior, who PJ recognized from his English class as Philip, a junior, and a sophomore, discussing a party that had happened the previous weekend.
Somehow the junior, who they discovered to be Princeton and the host of said party, had forgotten whom the girl he was with. After spending practically all of the night with the girl, he couldn't remember her face. Philip said that that had to be one of the worst things a guy could do and that Princeton would be lucky to get another date. I mean, if he got another date. The sophomore had no input whatsoever.
The talk of girlfriends and relationships had Max feeling kind of lousy. Over the summer his girlfriend of three years, Roxanne, and him broke up. She moved to California and they tried the long distance thing, but it wasn't working out. The texting, calling, skype-ing, and face timing helped, but it still would've been nice to see each other in person, but California's a long way.
PJ and Al managed to cheer him up and thought that he should try dating someone else. Maybe a brunette instead of a redhead, whereas Bobby thought that maybe another Roxanne wouldn't hurt. But where would he find her?
As if by magic (even though perfect-timing is a common trait in the students), a girl ran down the hall followed by a young boy. The girl had long red hair and was wearing a thin, loose white top with light green shorts and dark green sandals. Her top was so thin you see some purple underneath from her bra. Sticking out of the corner of her orange bag, was black Persol PO 3012V eyeglasses. She ran up to the four and the young boy behind her was panting like crazy.
"Need…auditorium…where?" the boy gasped barely comprehendible.
"Slow your roll there, kid," Al said. "What do you need?"
"We need to find the auditorium!" the girl exclaimed. "And fast! Ooooh! Daddy's gonna kill me!"
"The auditorium is…" PJ began.
"GET BACK HERE, MISSY!"
The girl grabbed the boy's arm and rushed off. "Sorry! Gotta go! Come on, Bleu!"
Al watched the girl dodge students. "Jeez! What's her deal? It's not like a shark's chasing her. Right, Max?" Max didn't answer. "Max?"
Max watching the girl with a look known at Disney High as The Love at First Sight Look. The corners of his mouth turned up into a smile and he managed to say, "Wow!"
"Looks like our Maxie has got a girl!" Bobby exclaimed, putting his arm around Max.
"We aren't together," Max said, coming out his daze.
"Yet."