Hia guys! I don't really know what to say so... ON WITH DA STORY! \(*^*)/
~Max POV~
"Oh! Max what about this one?!" Nudge asked holding up a hot pink dress that seemed a little to short for my liking.
About two hours ago Nudge and Ella met me at the mall to help me with, wait for it, dress shopping. It was a week after the incident. And it was the day before the dance. I know, I'm such a procrastinator. Anyways back to our current situation.
"Max, you have to find a dress tonight! This is your fault for waiting until the last minute." Ella chimed.
I shrugged and raised my hands by my shoulders. "Well if we don't find a dress I like I guess I don't have to go." I said nonchalantly and grinned at Ella and Nudge. Nudge glared at me and stepped toward me. "You are going to that dance if we have to put you in the ugliest dress here," I gulped, Nudge was scary when she was mad. And just like that her mood changed and she smiled. "So I suggest you find a dress you like." She started to talk again but Ella and I ignored her and walked to another isle of dresses.
I went through I don't know how many dresses. I never thought in a million years I would be actively looking for a dress. Just then my hands brushed over a silky fabric. I stopped mid-search and pulled the dress off the rack. "Max what abo- Woah..." She made an 'o' face and almost dropped the dress she had in her hands.
A few minutes later we were checking out with the dress in my hands. "Max that dress is beautiful. Like, how did you find that one. If you didn't buy it then I would have. Can I borrow it sometime? I don't really know what I would wear it for but when the time comes I'll know, you know?" I just rolled my eyes at Nudge's noisy self. "Now, Max, we have to find a mask that goes along with the dress." I sighed. "Ella, you don't have to do this you know? I don't want you to waste your money." Ella turned to me as we were walking. "Max you're right I don't have to do this, I want to. Besides, I know it won't go to waste on a beautiful girl like you." Ella smirked at me and led us into a store filled with accessories. The mask was way easier to find than the dress. After ten minutes of looking we found a black mask with black and dark purple feathers coming from the top right. It only covered the top half of my face but it matched perfectly with the dress.
We walked out of the store and not seconds later guess who started talking? Nudge. "Now all we have to do is get shoes." Well, that was unexpected. For once Nudge only spoke a sentence. "Please no. I'm tired of walking and besides, I can just were my Vans. Its not like people are going to see them the dress is to long." Ella nodded. "Yea I guess so."
So with that they took me home and I sneaked past Jeb's sleeping form on the couch and went to my room and fell asleep listening to Rodger Rabbit by Sleeping With Sirens.
~Fang's POV~
I sat down in one of the chairs outside the dressing room for the umpteenth time that night. I relaxed seeing in the fact I was going to be here for a while. Iggy walked out in a black tux with a white shirt and a teal bow tie. He turned and tipped his invisble hat. "Well... What about this one?" I sighed. "Ig, they all look great just pick one it's eleven at night." Yes you heard me right. Eleven at night. Iggy dragged me out of my house for my 'opinion' but I honestly think it was just to annoy me.
Iggy pouted. "Fine. You party pooper." Iggy walked back in the changing room and walked back out with the first tux he tried on. "You just randomly picked that one didn't you?" I asked. Iggy bit his lip nervously. "Well...You see... This was so much fun and I didn't really want to go ho-" "You mean to tell me you already knew the one you wanted but tried on every fucking tux in this store?!" I got a lot of weird looks from the employees in the store but I didn't care.
Iggy scratched the back of his neck and closed his eyes and smiled. "Hehe." And just like that he and his scrawny ass were running to a cash register in the opposite direction of my car. Damn he was fast, no wonder he's the track star of our school. I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my silky hair. After I had calmed down a bit I walked outside to my car. Not seconds after I opened the door the cool summer air hit me and I shivered involuntarily from the temperature difference.
While I fumbled around in my pockets for my keys I looked at the moon. Few clouds covered the full moon casting ghostly shadows across the parking lot. While I was stuck in the enchantment my fingers touched something metal-like. I pulled my keys out of my pocket and unlocked my truck.
Oh bye the way Iggy is my best friend. He acts really... gay to put it nicely, but he's not. He's a pyro and takes joy in blowing stuff up. He blew up my last car hence the reason I have a truck that smells like new car. I think I'm the only one on the planet that doesn't like that smell... Anyways. He's pretty tall around six foot. He has almost zero upper body strength. He has icy blue eyes and some-what shaggy strawberry blonde hair. I pulled into my driveway and parked my car. Why do you drive on a parkway and park on a driveway? It should be the other way around.
I clutched the wooden handrail (Its pretty sad I had to look up parts of a staircase to find that word... /.\) and trudged up the staircase to my bedroom. I jumped on my bed face first and didn't even bother to change out of my clothes and got some well deserved sleep.
I opened my eyes and sat up. There were two teenagers around 15, but the boy looked 17 or 18, sitting on my bed. I imminently recognized the two. They were talking to each other.
I stood up and walked closer but they paid no mind to me. "Okay, you have to promise me that when school ends we'll still hang out." The boy said.
The girl rolled her eyes. "Duh! We could hang out at the park every Saturday! And I'll come over whenever I can."
The boy smirked. "Good. Cause to be honest, your way to awesome to not hang out with, and your my best friend." The girl laughed.
All of a sudden the room around me disappeared and I found myself standing in the middle of the park by the swing set. The same boy from last time was sitting in one of the swings looking down at the ground. He looked so sad, whenever someone else entered the park his face would light up and he would look to the entrance of the park but the light in his eyes faded and he put his head back down to stare at the sand. He lightly kicked the ground which made the swing sway back and forth lightly. He stayed like that until the stars were out and no one else was at the park. He stood up from the swing set and kicked the closest bench and left the park with his black hood up and his hands in his pockets.
I woke up gasping for breath. That was... Me and Max.
Hehehe Cliffy! BUt anyways next chapter will be da ball! \(^o^)/
QOTC: What is your favorite color(s)?
AOTC: Dark purple and black ^-^