Argh! I'm so sorry for the late update! I typed this a while ago, and I thought I had posted it but I hadn't! I feel so stupid... D: I am so, so sorry!
So, how was everyone's Christmas?
Anyway, here is the late chapter...
MaxPOV
I sat silently at the desk, Fang next to me turned away from me. We were in the music room, it being Period 3 Music, and we hadn't spoken since yesturday morning.
"Ahem," I cleared me throat, getting Fang's attention, he turned towards me, head leaning on his hand.
I looked down at the flat surface of the table for inspiration, "so, Fang..." I started, though at that moment, Miss Connell pranced into the room, wearing a long, colourful patchwork skirt and an old, granny-cardigen. I always loved Miss Connell's clothes, though they looked old, but it was unique for her, as she was a young teacher wearing older clothes. It suited her.
"Hey, Hey!" she yelled, getting everyones attention, "settle down, class! Settle down,"
The murmurs that filled the room quietened slightly as Miss Connell waved her arms frantically, trying again to get our attention.
"Ok," she said, slightly please with our silence, "so today -" she was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Enter!" she yelled.
The door squeaked creepily open, revealing a large mass of students, possibley a class, swarmed around the door down the corridor.
"Yes?" asked Miss Connell to the student at the front of the group, Gazzy.
"Er, Miss," he said, "we're Miss Stevens class, we were sent here for this period,"
"What's wrong with Miss Stevens?" Miss Connell asked arogently, crossing her arms over her shest, leaning against a nearby desk.
Someone from the crowd replied, "she's having a mental breakdown," a wave of giggles took over the group.
"Ok, ok!" yelled Miss Connell, "get in and find a seat!" Slowly, the swarm of people found seats near friends. Gazzy walked to us, aswell as Will and Kim. They smiled, except for Gazzy, and silently took a seat at our table.
"Where's Iggy?" I asked, realizing he was not amung them though he was in there class.
Kim smirked at me, "Iggy's the reason for Mrs S's breakdown, Max," I saw Fang fight a smirk next to me.
"Class!" yelled Miss Connell, "seeing as though we now have another class, I suppose you should just talk music, and just have a prac," she said, shrugging her shoulders. She slumped down to her chair, picking up a magazine and started to flick through.
We talked inclusivly, about the band and anything. I couldn't help but notice Gazzy, who was not as included with the conversation. He seemed distant, and looked terrible, with a pale face and dark bags hanging under his eyes, suggesting he had not gotten much sleep last night.
"What's wrong, Gaz?" I asked him. I noticed Fang and Kim look up too, as well as Will. They all seemed truly worried for Gazzy.
"Nothing," he mumbled, unconvincingly. Fang looked at him, mumbling something into Gazzy's ear, staring intensly into his sad, blue eyes.
"I-it's A-angel," he whimpered, tears starting to brim his eyes making him look child-like: innocent and alone.
Kim reached to his back, rubbing circles, attempting to comfort him. All he did was break down into sobs, shoulders slumped and avoiding eye contact.
I looked over at Fang, slightly worried and terrified, as I had never seen this side of Gazzy before.
"Alright, Gaz?" asked Kim, still rubbing his back.
He nodded, continuing what he was saying, "s-she's n-not... s-she's n-not t-t-taking M-mum and D-d-dad's break up t-t-too good," he sniffed, voice breaking at the end. He turned to Kim, sobbing into her shoulder, hugging her tightly.
It made sense. Gazzy and Angel were always so close, the perfect brother and sister. But after their parents divorce, Angel had been skipping school, not talking to anyone, becoming closed off, and what I heard, rebelling.
"Gaz, I'm sure she'll get better," I said quietly.
"N-no, you don't understand! S-she left this morning, I-i don't know where she went, but she l-left a message..." he said, lifting his head off of Kim's shoulder.
"Gaz, what did the message say?" Fang asked sternly.
"That she'll be b-back tonight at s-s-some time," he said, "b-but she n-never used t-to go o-out anywhere a-at d-d-ark. D-dad would never l-l-let her,"
We let this information sink in, silence setting over us. Unexpectedly, Fang rose from his seat, walking to the front of the room to grab a guitar. He then walked back to us.
He whispered something to Will and Kim, both nodding, and rising from their seats aswell. They all walked to the side of the room, where a drum kit sat, Will sitting behind it, and Kim grabbing another guitar. They started to play, the heavy sound wafting throughout the room getting everyone ull attention:
"Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall, everyone stands
Another day, and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold
Speak to me
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along
So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold
Speak to me
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along,"
"Go on, go on, go on, go on," Will sang in the background from behind the kit.
"When everything is wrong, we move along,"
"Go on, go on, go on, go on,"
"When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along, along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do ,"
"Know you do,"
"And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through,"
"Move along,"
"Go on, go on, go on, go on,"
"Right back what is wrong
We move along,"
"Go on, go on, go on, go on,"
"Right back what is wrong
We move along,"
"Go on, go on, go on, go on,"
"Right back what is wrong
We move along,"
"Go on, go on, go on, go on,"
"Right back what is wrong
We move along,"
They strummed the last note, applause erupting in the classroom. I smiled at the three, clapping my hands and cheering. I sneaked a glance to Gazzy, to find his mood slightly happier. I touched his shoulder, shot him a conforting glance, and he attempted to smile in return.
FangPOV
It was after Period 4, which was History, and I was walking the hall down to my locker. The hallway was crowded, students and teachers pushing their way through, chatting umong each other.
"Hey, Fang!" I heard someone shout behind me. I turned around, ramming into several people in the process. I looked down the way to find Max pushing her way to where I was standing. She smiled warmly and my breathe was taken from my lungs, my heart skipping a beat.
Max walked to me. She rose her head to look me straight in the eye. I stared intensly into her choclate-brown eyes. They seemed to swirl with excitement and emotion. Looking into Max's eyes was like reading her mind, you could see all she thoughts and worries by just looking at the sparkling orbs
"Er, Fang?" she said, trying to get my attention. I snapped my head away immediately, clearing my throat awquardly.
"Um, sorry... What do you need?" I asked, trying to act casually.
"Oh! Right. I just wanted to say thanks, for what you did for Gax in Music today. I know you guys are really close, and I haven't really been around with you guys to understand, but I know what you guys mean to each other and -" she rambled, somewhat Nudge-like.
"It's fine," I intterupted, "I know what you mean, and, don't worry if you haven't been here, we're all family now," I smiled breifly at her. Her face glowed as smiled warmly up at me.
"Thanks, Fang!" she exclaimed. She came forward towards me, wrapping her arms tightly around me. My breathe caught in my throat. I swallowed nervously, though trying to keep this feeling in my mind.
There it is, readers. I hope you enjoyed it. Again, sorry for the late update.
Anyway, the song Fang, Will and Kim performed in Period 3 was 'Move Along' by The All-American Rejects...