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-Chapter 5 : I can't know about it? Meanies-
-5 PM-
"Great, just great! Now, a little to the left… pose… Great! Turn around a bit… Perfect!" The photographer kept saying. It took all my strength to not flick him on the forehead and say very… censored words at him.
"You're glaring… I love it!" He says as he takes another photo. Ugh, please kill me now.
"OK, people that's a wrap! Maxine will be back tomorrow!" A producer yells and mentally thank whoever that person is. This dress is itching like crazy and the makeup is making me sweat even more.
Fang.
That was the only thing going through my mind. I mean, I can take criticism from people. It doesn't make me feel like I'm not good enough, but it gives me strength to improve what I've been doing wrong.
Hate Maxine Martinez… His exact words floated through my mind. Why did this bother me so much? Ugh, I hate my life.
"Great Job Maxine, absolutely great!" Anne compliments but I just cringe in disgust. "Now, tomorrow, you have to be here at exactly 5 PM, got it?" She drones on and on. I roll my eyes and start to take the makeup off. I hate being a supermodel, I hate being a supermodel. I hate being a supermodel! Anne never asked me what I always wanted to do. She only thought about herself. The only person in my family that actually listened to me was…
Dad.
Oh god, I miss him so much. Why couldn't he just take me with him? I could have understood. We both understood each other so well so why didn't he take me? We could have lived in a secluded are in California, build a unique type of house and live there. I would play the guitar and sing to him while he would make food…
Why did he abandon me and left me with that witch?
-Next day-
Ella was already waiting for me at the car.
"I really need to get myself a car." I mumbled under my breath. I wasn't in my best moods today.
"Come on, Max. Don't be such a Grinch!" Ella exclaimed as we both got into her car.
"Well, excuse me! Not everyone can keep a perky mood when they're forced to work at a job they hate."
"Oh right! You had a photo shoot yesterday! How did it go? I bet you wore such beautiful dresses…"
"Ella, please stop. I don't want to hear anymore."
"Sorry." We rode the car in silence until I broke it.
"What's with Fang?" I suddenly asked. I've been meaning to ask Ella about it ever since that little encounter at lunch.
"What about Fang? Do you like him? OMG, you totally do!" She started to say and I hit her on the arm.
"OW! No hitting the driver!"
"Well, you were getting a little overboard. I do not like Fang, I'm just curious about something. What's with him and Double M? He told me yesterday that he hated her." Ella hesitated before answering.
"Um, well, the thing is… How do I explain this? Um… Oh look, we're here!" She suddenly said and I saw that we were already in school.
"Look Max, I gotta go. You know Mr. Aston with the head cutting if I'm late. See ya!" She said and before I could say anything, he left without another word. What the hell? Well, since that plan backfired, I guess it's time for me to go to plan B.
"Iggster!" I yell across the hallway. People look at me strangely but I ignore them. I wave my hands in the air like a maniac and Iggy mirrors me while running.
"Maxie!" And slapped me on the arm. "How's my glasses wearing princess?" Prin-cess? I hit him, very hard I should mention, on the shoulder.
"Never call me a princess." I growled and immediately regretted it. Iggy's face fell and I bit my lip.
"Sorry, Iggs. I just don't like it when people talk about my appearance."
"It's ok. I had the same situation with Fang. One minute, I was complimenting on how his hair was sexy and the next minute, bam! I wake up in a dumpster!" I raise my eyebrow and Iggy just smiled mischievously.
"I will pretend I didn't hear that. Speaking of Fang, what is it with him and Double M?" I casually asked, making it difficult for him to realize that I was dying of curiosity.
"Oh, the thing is, Double M reminds him so much of-"
"Who reminds who of what?" Fang said from behind me and I swear I jumped about a foot, as well as Iggy.
"How do you do that?" I asked/panted. Getting scared to hell really makes a person parched. He shrugged as a response. Ah, such a talkative one.
"So, what were you guys talking about?" He asked and I gulped. Should I ask him instead?
"Well Fangles, we were just talking about M-"He was cut off with Fang's hand covering Iggy's neck.
"Shut it." He growled and my eyes grew wide. I've seen Anne at her worst (she got rejected from a hot dude and spent the entire day throwing plates around and swearing like there was no tomorrow), but this is just downright a horror movie.
"Um, Fang?" I tapped his shoulder and his face was how should I put this? Let's just say even the toughest teachers, AKA P.E. teacher, could cower into a dark corner and cry like a baby for 10 minutes. Yup. His face was that scary.
"I would appreciate it if you didn't kill Iggy and go to jail. I need my money for food and clothes, not for bailing you out." I tried to joke and after an agonizing minute, he let go of Iggy.
"Sorry." He said and Iggy gasped once more before grinning.
"Dude, it's ok. I understand. Just don't kill me. I'm too young and handsome to die!" Iggy overdramatized and before he could say anymore, she was dragged off by Ella.
"OK, enough with Drama Queen here. You two kids have fun!" She said and winked at me. Wat the hell does that mean?
"Why did she wink at me?" I asked, completely oblivious to what was happening. I looked at Fang and saw that his cheeks were about red. What?! His cheeks were red? Why?
"Who knows? She's crazy." He coughed uncomfortably and I blinked. What is happening here?
Ok, short chapter and not really important...
DON'T KILL ME! I'M TOO YOUNG AND PR... TOO IMMATURE TO DIE!
Sorry, sorry
I promise to make the next once so much better
Anyways, today, I decided to show you guys some songs I really enjoy
First one's up!
Radioactive by Imagine Dragons
Listen to it, love it (not neccessary), and tell me what you think on a scale of one to ten
R&R!
Mikki is out! Peace!