Yeah, chapter 6, peoples! Hahahahahahahahaha! I am so excited for this story, and for you guys, as well.
I apoligise for the cliffy in Chapter 5, but it was to keep you begging for more! Sorry.
So, keeping on reading, reviewing and enjoy this chapter!
Oh, by the way, I need duets for Max and Fang to sing in the band... Could you guys please help me out here?
Disclaimer: I don't own Max Ride, or any of the Charectors except the ones I created. Also, I don't own an of the songs the characters sing.
MaxPOV
It was after the jam, yet I was still sitting at the counter on a stool with Sam, Fang and Nudge. Everyone had left after my performance and the band said they had to make up their mind. I didn't really have anywhere to be but home, so I thought I'd stay for a while.
"So Max," conversed Nudge from the other side of the counter, "where did you learn to sing like that?"
I looked up from my water that I had been drinking and replied, "I guess, I've had experience from other bands, as well as past music teachers helping me. For a while, Mum paid for a private tutor that helped singing, so that would have helped,"
"Wow. You know, you really are super talented. I bet if you went of those shows like 'America's Got Talent' or 'American Idol' you would totally smash everyone!" rambled Nudge. I saw Fang fight back a smirk wo places up the counter from me and Sam who was trying not to laugh next to me.
"Er, maybe Nudge. So how long have you guys been a band?" I asked, changing the subject from me.
"Oh, like, three years?" Sam nodded, "Well, we were all close friends so we decided to start a band. It turned out huge,"
There was a strange silence between us. I fiddled with the top of my bottle cap.
"Hey, Max," said Sam, getting my attention, "You wanna go get ice-cream, or something?" he asked.
"Er, yeah... sure," I said, I turned to Fang and Nudge, "You guys wanna come, too?"
Nudge shook her head, "No, thanks. I'm going to help Dad around the cafe,"
I looked at Fang, expecting an answer.
FangPOV
Max looked at me, expecting an answer.
"No, thanks any way. I'd better get home," I saw Max's face fall slightly, then a careless mask overtake her face again.
"Ok, let's go Sam," she said turning to Sam. They both got up and started walking to the door.
"See you," said Max, turning around.
"Oh, yeah. See you, guys!" said Sam happily. They soon left the cafe, a cool breeze entering the cafe as they opened the door.
I turned to Nudge, to find her staring intently at me, with a slight smile on her face.
"What?" I asked her, slightly confused.
"What's going between you and Maximum Ride?" she asked seriously.
I looked at her, shocked. "What are you talking about?" I exclaimed in a bewildered tone.
"There is something going on between you and Max. I don't know what, or when, but I know something. And, if you don't know, then she won't either... Or maybe not... I'll get it out of her, now, shoo!" she ordered.
I stood up, collecting my things and quickly said my good byes to Nudge and exited the coffee shop.
SamPOV
I finally had Max alone. Throughout the entire jam, I'd wanted to talk to her.
Let me get this straight... I have had an obsession over Max since middle school, and I've never told her. Lately, it's been bugging me extra, and I don't know why. Maybe, 'm worried that she'll find someone else before I tell her how I feel, or maybe I just don't think she actually likes me in that way.
We sat ourselves down at a table in the local ice creamery store that is just around the corner from Nudge's parents cafe.
"What do you want, Sammy?" asked Max, who moved to go buy us snacks.
"No, I'll get it," I said, walking towards the register, "what do you want?" I asked, calling over my shoulder.
She gave me a confused expression, saying "but, we take it in turns, remember? It's my turn to pay," she started walking faster towards the register.
"No, but I want to pay," I exaggerated further.
"Well, I won't let you, so tell me your order and sit down!" ordered Max in an aggravated tone.
"Are you sure?" I asked, concerned.
"God, just tell me your order!"
"Two scoops of double choc," I said, slightly ashamed of myself for Max winning our argument.
I waited somewhat patiently for Max to return with our treats.
She sat opposite me, handing me my bowl of ice-creamery goodness. I started immediately, tasteing the sweet chocolate on my tongue.
The radio was tuned into the background from the chatter in the store, though I noticed Max hummed along. She smiled widely at me with vanilla ice cream around the edge of her mouth. She giggled enthusiastically as she sang along quietly with the song,
"I know you say you're ready to change
But I need to get it down on paper
It's in your face you're ready to blame
The first guy in line to catch the train
I'll save your seat
'Cause you don't stand for what you preach
See you with a broken string, tell me what you really mean,
Do you know what you want?
While beating up on yesterday, I was on my rollerblades
Rolling on moving on
It's time to take the time to create
'Cause you're running late the doors are closing
So tip your hat and you might get back
Whatever you need is up ahead
This train won't stop for anybody to get off
See you with a broken string tell me what you really mean
Do you know what you want?
While beating up on yesterday, I was on my rollerblades
Rolling on moving on
See you with a broken string tell me what you really mean
Do you know what you want?
Do you know, oh no
We got to run with it
It will get better
And that leaves we're stuck together
Make your mind up
Know what you need to say before you shout at me
So take your seat 'cause standing only wears out feet
See you with a broken string, tell me what you really mean
Do you know what you want?
You're beating up on yesterday, I was on my rollerblades
Rolling on, moving on
See you with a broken string, tell me what you really mean
Do you know what you want?
Beating up on yesterday, I was on my rollerblades
Rolling on, moving on
Do you know what you want?"
I looked at her. One of the main reasons I liked Max was for her amazing talent, and it was just this moment where I realized how much I truly was in love with her.
There it is, readers! I hope you enjoyed it.
The song in the ice-creamery that Max sang along with the 'Rollarblade' by Eliza Doolittle.
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