Journal NOT a Diary!

Max's Journal

March 18, 2010

As I walked into Fang's room, I felt my chest tighten. I knocked on his door and didn't wait for an answer. He was laying on his bed, typing on his blog. He looked up and closed his laptop. I leaned against the door.

"You know what I want," I said.

Fang bit the inside of his lip and moved the computer aside, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He sighed. "The cameras?"

"Right on."

Closing his eyes, Fang stood up an walked over to me. "Look, Max. Close the door." I stepped out of the way and closed the door behind me. "Whoever it is, or whatever they want, we don't have to worry about it anymore. The cameras are gone."

"What about the spy or whoever? Cindy wouldn't have wrote all that in her notebook if she had the cameras. They had to be someone else's. And someone had to place them. Probably Bella, or Is. Or someone out to get us. Or get me. Or-I've lost my point, Fang!" I threw my head back and hit his door hard.

"Don't dent the door."

"No time for alleterations." I took a deep breath. "I just can't figure out what they want!"

"I know." He walked over to the mini fridge in the corner and took out two waters, tossing one to me. He cracked it open and took a big swish. "A story." He tightened the top on it. "Publicity. The readers are getting bored with the usual Flock drama. Something more."

I was cracking the top but froze just before it came off. "What do you mean?"

Fang sighed. "This is getting boring. All the usual. Cindy hasn't gotten any new stuff. Think about it. How did this whole thing start?"

"The Macy's attack."

"What caused the Macy's attack?"

I bit my lip and looked away. "Bella kissed you."

"And what did Cindy make you say?"

I took a deep breath. "That I loved you."

"And what-"

"Fang! Can we PLEASE change topic! I get it. I love you, and you won't admit it! I've been wondering around hoping that maybe our relationship may flourish and now, you're acting all mysterious like none of this ever happened!" I froze. I did it again, didn't I? It's like Cindy all over again.

"Right on."

"That's mine. Get your own."

Fang chuckled.

My hands curled into fists. "There you go again!" I yelled. "Acting like nothing's happening! Face reality, Fang! All those, fantasies you dream don't happen! This...you have to face it! It all have to sometime." I covered my mouth. It's like Cindy all over again!

Fang's eyes looked away. "I know, Max. But reality, it IS a dream."

I frowned.

He sighed and walked over to me. "Look, Max, I could protect you from Erasers, and Flyboys, even the M-Geeks. But I can't protect you from the reporters. If we get together, things will only get crazier. Cindy will be on our tail 24/7. Max, we can never be together."

One eyebrow raised.

"Max, I love you too. But it's too hectic right now." He leaned down and kissed me gently. After about five seconds he pulled away and walked out of his room. He was driving me insane! I growled under my breath and closed my eyes. I wasn't in love with him, I was head over heals crazy in love with him! He doesn't realize it, but I can't live without him.

Look at me. I said I wasn't going to write any gushy feelings in here. Well, I wrote that in pen, and I don't know where the white-out is. So it's gonna have to stay, and it's true. UGH! Max, put the pen DOWN!

So I ran in my room and on my bed. That's where I am now. So yeah, maybe things will go better.

-Maximum