MaxPOV
"Nudge! Go get Ella's straightener! Max, honey, why don't you have one yourself? It's the law of damn womenhood!" complained Dylan from behind me. I looked at him through the bathroom mirror where I sat infront of it waiting for Dylan to fix my hair.
"Dylan, why am I letting you do this?" I sighed, closing my eyes.
Dylan grabbed some bottle of product, spraying it through my hair, using his slim fingers to condition it further. "Because I ordered you to agree. You will not regret this, Maximum!"
Nudge walked through the day, clutching a tangle of cord to her chest. "Got it!" She plugged it in to the power point at the wall making a red light flah on the device warning it was hot.
"Don't burn me," I muttered under my breathe.
Dylan stopped, "what'd you say?"
"Nothing," I covered, "Er, Nudge? Can you put on my iPod on?" She nodded, leaving the bathroom to go find it.
"Now, Dylan. Don't make a habit of this, ok?" I assured.
He laughed, grabbing the straghtener and starting to heat parts of my hair. "Yeah, yeah," he assured.
Silence fell over us. He continued my hair while I sat impatiently. I had already sat through make-up by Nudge, with many struggles and protests from me, and was not bothered with hair.
Dylan had canceled Fang walking me to school so he could have extra time dressing me. Fang didn't question it though, Dylan hadn't told him what he and Nudge were doing with me, instead Fang just went to school with Iggy.
By the time Nudge arrived, I was fidgety and couldn't keep still. "Max! Stop moving!" ordered Dylan. I attempted to do so, failing miserably. Dylan turned to Nudge, "put on the music, calm her down,"
Nudge nodded, plugged my iPod it the dock that sat in the bathroom – don't ask why it's there – and hit shuffle.
I smiled when I realized the song, and even Dylans commands couldn't stop me from singing while they continued to transform my hair.
"Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday
When I caught your eye
And we caught onto something, I hold on to the night
You looked me in the eye and told me you loved me
Were you just kidding? 'Cause it seems to me
This thing is breaking down, we almost never speak
I don't feel welcome anymore
Baby, what happened? Please tell me
'Cause one second it was perfect
Now you're halfway out the door
And I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called
And then you feel so low, you can't feel nothin' at all
And you flashback to when he said, forever and always
Oh, oh
Oh, and it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
'Cause I was there when you said forever and always
Was I out of line? Did I say something way too honest
That made you run and hide like a scared little boy?
I looked into your eyes, thought I knew you for a minute
Now I'm not so sure
So here's to everything, coming down to nothing
Here's to silence that cuts me to the core
Where is this going? Thought I knew for a minute
But I don't anymore
And I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called
And then you feel so low, you can't feel nothin' at all
And you flashback to when he said forever and always
Oh, oh
Oh, and it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
'Cause I was there when you said forever and always
You didn't mean it, baby, I don't think so
Oh, oh
Oh, back up, baby, back up, did you forget everything?
Back up, baby, back up, did you forget everything?
'Cause it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
'Cause I was there when you said forever and always
Oh, I stare at the phone and he still hasn't called
And then you feel so low, you can't feel nothin' at all
And you flashback to when we said forever and always
And it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong
It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone
'Cause I was there when you said forever and always
You didn't mean it, baby, you said forever and always,"
Dylan smiled, sighing for a moment, hands still clutching the straightener and sighed.
"Your voice is truly remarkable, Maxy," he said, nodding as if agreeing with himself. I chuckled feeling less restless. I let the next song come on and listened peacefully.
FangPOV
I must admit, I was disappointed to not have Max to walk to school this morning. But I realized, I didn't own Max, she has other friends and would see her at school later.
Iggy and I walked to school, talked about nothing in particular and arrived at school before the bell like any other morning with Max.
I had a few minutes to spare, so I walked through the halls to my locker. I greeted Gazzy who was at his locker the opposite side of the corrider. He smiled slightly at me, distracted from his timetable he held in his hand.
"History and English," he told me. I nodded, telling him what I had. Maths and PE. Both classes I didn't have with any of the band.
"And presenting..." I heard Dylans high-pitched voice ring through the hall. I turned to the end of the corrder to see him holding the door open. "... the wonderful, the spectacular, the – oomph!" he was pushed away from someone coming through the door.
"Shut up, Dylan," Max told him.
She stood over him, hand on the door handle, laughing. She held her free hand to im, offering help for him to get up. He grinned taking it.
He rose to his feet, but I couldn't take my eyes off of Max. With her now free hand, she flipped her straghtened hair over her shoulder.
Max looked... different.
Her, Dylan and Nudge started to walk down the hall, laughing at something Dylan said. As they came closer, I noticed what Max was wearing, how different she looked.
She stood in open, gold sandles showing blue painted toenails. Black skinny jeans hugged her thighs, cutting off at exactly her ankles and resting on her hips. She wore a gold singlet that seemed to flow off of her shoulders. Earings dangled from her ears and bangles jingled on her wrists. I couldn't help but notice sparkling make-up dancing on her cheeks.
"Do I see make-up, Miss Max?" teased Iggy as they came closer. I turned to him, hitting him in the shoulder. Max laughed, though looking uncomfortaable with the situation.
I took Max's arm, pulling her aside. "You look..." I trailed off, trying to find the right word.
"Don't, Fang," she mumbled forcefully.
I rose my fingers to her cheek. "Beautiful," I finished. She looked up, brown eyes sparkling.
"Oh, Max! You're so wonderful! You're so beautiful! You're so gorgeous!" I heard Gazzy mimick in the background. I whipped around to see me friends laughing at Max and I, me hanging over Max who is pushed up against the lockers. Not a good sight...
I went to say something in return only to have the bell ring. I turned to say goodbye to Max, to find she was already gone.
MaxPOV
I sat, bored, in English, wishing that Mr McSonald would stop droning on and on about some lecture and just let us all out early. Ha! I think. As if that's going to happen!
Something Mr McDonald finishes his speech catches my attention. "So, for this terms assignment, which is worth 70% of all of your end of year grade, is a pair job,"
Everyone sits up straighter. Anything done in a pair is better than on your own, especially in English.
"I will be choosing all of your groups, students," there were groans from others around the room, "and I will explain the task further once I tell you those pairings,"
I looked around the room, wondering who I will be put with. Someone smart, so I don't really have to do much. As I looked, I noticed a few guys eyeing on my chest. I had hoped no one would notice the low coller of the singlet that was so awkward to wear. All morning I had been pulling it higher, scared I was showing off too much.
When I noticed this, I shot them all looks that sent them all back, and crossed my arms over my chest, self-consiously.
I pretended to listening to Mr M as he read out the pairs, but thought of Fang. He had seemed so distracted this morning from how I looked. I was worried he would get used to this... this... look. I didn't even like it myself yet everyone seemed to be complimenting me. Couldn't they just keep their thoughts to themselves like they do usually whne I wear my normal clothes? It's not even that different, anyway. These jeans just sit lower and show more, the same with the top, and the make-up, and the jewellary...
Being in the middle of a rant in my mind, I nearly missed my name being called out. "Maximum Ride and Zacery Fredrickzen,"
Zacery? Zack? Zack! I know Zack! Thank God!
I've known Zack... forever, it seems. We were great friends, still are. Our mothers are close, so we saw heaps of each other on weekends when they got together. It's been a while though since our mothers did that, Mum being so busy with things as well as his.
We used to hang out in middle school, as well, but once high school started, Zack joined the popular group. He made the football team, he got the girls, leaving most of his old friends, like Iggy and Fang, behind. I still saw him as my friend, a close friend. A friend I would take a bullet for. Fang and Iggy still talked with him, but they aren't as close anymore.
Zack rose from his seat at the front of the room, smile planted on his face, and sat next to me on the plastic chair. His brown hair sticks in all directions, giving him a wild look. He is tall and heavily muscled. He wore jeans and a lose shirt. His blue eyes sparkled and glinted in the light. He was definatly good looking, and I heard several girls sigh as he passed.
"Been a while, Maxy," he said to me under his breath.
I smiled, "I've missed you, Zack,"
Mr McDonald finished reading the list, "so, the task ahead of you all is simple," he says, "simply, you must write a three page essay on the person sitting beside you. About their family, friends, their interests, everything about them,"
I smiled. I loved these types of assignments.
"You have the reast of the term to complete the task. Take your time, get to know you subject,"
Chatter burst in the classroom, everyone starting to scribble down notes and talk fast. I turned to Zack to find him staring intently at me.
"What?" I grinned.
He continued staring, "how have you been, Max?"
I thought for a moment. "Great, Zack. Just great,"
Ooooooooo... Who is this new guy, hmm? I bet you'd like to know!
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