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Almost Gone 5

After school, Fang offered if I wanted to go to his house to study with him and Iggy.

Of course I said yes.

It turns out, Fang lived on a huge estate. His house had an ocean front view and was four stories tall and had 9 bedrooms and 6 and ½ bathrooms. When I stepped inside of the house, I was overwhelmed by lilacs and roses that were resting in a couple vases. The dark wooden floors were glossy and polished and seemed to glow underneath the luminous crystal chandelier. Two sets of stair cases wound up the house which connected, and I could see two large glass doors underneath them that lead out to a large patio and pool.

I can't even tell you how grand his house was.

It made my house look like a piece of garbage.

Once I'd gained my cool back, a cleared my throat then said, "Nice house."

Fang gave me a crooked smile and laughed. "Sure, thanks."

Iggy mumbled. "Too damn bad I can't see it."

"James!" I heard someone yell. I looked over to see a man with dark glossy hair and tan skin just like Fang walk from, what I was guess, the kitchen and gloweredat Iggy. His forest green eyes boarded into Iggy's pale blue one's and he cringed like he could tell he was watching him.

"Oh, I'm just messing with you, James," says the man. He walks over to Iggy and pats him on the back. "Nice seeing you, Buddy. How'd you boys like your first day of school?" He turns and Fang and smiles.

"It was school, Mr. B, nothing to like about it," Iggy mutters.

He rolls his eyes and then turns to me. "Hi, sweetheart, I'm Mr. Batchelder but you can just call me Mr. B. I'm Fang's dad."

I smile back at him. "I'm Max. Max Ride. Nice to meet you."

He pulls me into a nice bear-hug, and says, "You too."

Mr. B turns back to Fang, "Want me to order you kids some pizza?"

Fang looks at Iggy and me. "Pizza, guys?"

Iggy nods eagerly. "Oh, yeah, man. Pizza time."

"Sounds good," I tell him.

"Sure, dad. Thanks," Fang smiles at his dad and he goes off to the phone to order it for us.

All of a sudden, I feel I should envy him. Here he has an awesome house, right on the edge of the ocean, he's rich, he's got an awesome dad, and what do I have? A house with two small bedrooms and 1 bathroom my mom and I have to share? I barely even see my mom because she's always at work, and yet Fang get's to have his dad here with him.

No, I tell myself to stop. Fang doesn't have a mom, though. And I do. He's not the snobbish type of person that would take advantage of the wealth he has. He deserves to be rich. He's a good guy.

Unlike me.

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~Laurel~