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-Chapter 14 : Who is who now?-

What did Mr. Masters mean when he said Fang had been the same for 7 years? Did he mean that Fang's personality changed or did he mean that Fang and his dad's relationship has been the same? It was too much to process, and the truth about Fang's ex-mom being a supermodel…. That was unbelievable. I could understand why he would hate supermodels yet the one thing I still couldn't understand was why he would specifically hate on Double M.

Maya.

Fang's dad said that he couldn't explain Maya. He said that Fang had to explain that for himself. Maybe Maya had something to do with Double M. The only problem was how to get him to talk…

-The day before the prom-

"One more day, just one more day!" Nudge squealed happily as she jumped up and down. Angel and Ella were doing the same thing. Me? I was still using my head like hell.

It's been at least 2 weeks since I've heard Mr. Masters' back story and I've also been trying to think of ways to ask Fang about Maya.

So far, nothing came up and I was seriously sick of using my brain for just this. Maybe I didn't want to know Maya and Fang's relationship.

You're just like Maia and Maya.

Gah, why did just come up again? Stupid dream Fang with his stupid dream words. Can't a supermodel disguised as a normal girl take a break from all this?

"UGH!"

"I know, I should totally change my prom dress. This is totally, yesterday's style." Nudge said and I looked at her.

"Um, Nudge, you did rent that dress yesterday. You actually dragged me into that store. Remember?" I said and Nudge's cheeks went red.

"Ok, so I did rent that dress but now that I think about it, the dress is so yesterday. I say, we go to the mall today after school and rent the PERFECT dress. Who's with me?" Nobody raised their hands.

"Aw, come on guys! For the perfect prom, we need a perfect dress!"

"And we all got that, Nudge. I'm sorry but you're on your own." Angel said.

"OK, fine, maybe you guys," she pointed at Ella and Angel, "got perfect dresses, but what about Max? All that time at the mall and I've never even seen you pull out your wallet."

"I already have my perfect dress." I said and looked at Ella for help. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I was actually hoping for prom… And to see Fang drool for once.

Ella nodded slightly, confirming she would help me with my dress.

"Seriously? Guys, don't do this to me!"

"Sorry Nudge." And we all started to leave when Nudge grabbed my arm.

"Maaaax?" Oh why did she give me bambi eyes?

"Nudge, please, I will not go to the mall with you." I said while avoiding her eyes. Then I heard sniffling. I turned around only to see Nudge holding back tears.

"Nudge…"

"I-is it my fault t-that I'm looking for the per-perfect dress?" She stuttered. Now, what do you think should I do in this situation? I was sick and tired of the freaking mall het here Nudge was, almost crying.

"The closet." I blurted out unintentionally.

"The what?"

"I mean, why don't I choose something for you?"

"You? No offense Max, but you have a terrible fashion sense." It was true.

"What if Ella helped me?" Nudge thought about it and then slowly started to nod.

"Ok fine, but why do keep talking about a closet?" Nudge asked me suspiciously and I coughed uncomfortably.

"Uh, wrong choice of words."

"Riiight."

-Lunch-

"So, the prom is tomorrow." Fang said casually at our lunch table. We all gaped at him and then at Nudge.

"See, this is what happens when you talk about prom for 2 weeks straight, Nudge!" Iggy joked and Nudge pushed him playfully.

"Hey, my prom disease is not contagious. Fang just caught it by himself." Nudge said and we all laughed.

"But seriously Fang, why did you say that?" I asked curiously and he stared at me for some time before he answered.

"I want to see you in dress." His cheeks grew slightly red yet my eyes grew wide in surprise.

"So, that's the only reason you want prom?" I asked with an eyebrow raised.

"No. I also can't wait for the slow dance." He said simply and Gazzy choked on his carrots.

"Fang Masters actually speaking out his emotions? Who has a camera? I need to take a video." Fang glared at him while we all laughed.

"Well, I guess everyone can't wait until prom. I say, in celebration, we ditch the last classes and go out on a full yogurt party!" I declared and everyone cheered, even Fang. I smiled, not only because I got to miss class, but also because I found a perfect way to ask Fang about Maya.

On the way to the yogurt place, Nudge pulled me behind.

"So, I've been wondering, I have never actually been to your house before! I mean, since we're all best friends and everything, it is absolutely mandatory that I visit your house. It would be best if I go today or tomorrow for the prom. Ooh! Maybe we can have a sleepover and invite everyone and we would play truth or dare and everything! Wouldn't that be-"

"Nudge, my ears are this close to exploding. And no, you can't come to my house."

"Why not?"

"House is a mess." What kind of lame excuse is that?

"I can help you clean your house. It's not like it's a freaking mansion or anything and even if it were, though I know it never will be, I mean, your clothes are so… Not that I'm offending your sense of style but it could use a little more… spunk. Yeah, spunk! I mean, you are beautiful darling but your clothes don't say that! And-"

"Nudge, I'm sorry but something came up in my house and it's difficult to have people around. I'm sorry." I walked faster so I wouldn't have to deal with Nudge anymore but I couldn't help but overhear her say,

"I thought you said your house was dirty…"

"So we meet again."

"Max, stop acting like you're in some kind of James Bond movie and cut to the crap."

"Fine. Thanks for ruining that special moment. OK, here's the deal. I need you to find something in my closet for Nudge."

"So you finally realized that your closet can be good?" Ella joked while I just sighed. Unwillingly, I pushed away my normal clothes (well, as normal as they can get) and dumped all the supermodel (crinkle nose here) dresses onto the floor. Ella's jaw dropped all the way down.

"OK, I am so glad I didn't rent any dresses. This is AMAZING! I could just sleep in this pile and never wake up." She dreamed and I rolled my eyes.

"Ella, dream time is over. Come on, just find a dress for Nudge and me, please."

"Fine." And she started to look through the enormous pile of clothing. There was an awkward silence before Ella broke it.

"So, did you tell anyone yet about your secret?" My eye twitched involuntarily. That stupid dream came up once more.

"…No. Why?"

"Why did you hesitate? It's not like I'm gonna explode in your face and yell out your secret in the cafeteria or anything." Even when Ella was joking, she was deadly accurate.

"No reason. It's just that… I am trying to find a way to tell them but I've been thinking of telling them one by one." Ella thought about it and slowly nodded.

"It does sound ok. I mean, we wouldn't want some riot now, do we?" No, no way in hell.

"Anne's not here again?" Even that witch's name made my anger go up.

"What do you think? I honestly cannot believe her! First, she freaking gives up on dad when he's missing, then she starts to act all slut and prostitute, and she's actually thinking of herself as my mother! In the hospital, she even said, 'you will show your mother respect'!"

"Wow, she actually used that line?"

"That's what I thought!"

"But any luck on finding your dad yet?" I sighed.

"No, nothing yet. I've been meaning to try and find him on my own, not with the search parties I arranged, but Anne's been hassling my schedule. I had to almost beg her to let me go to prom. I usually had another photo shoot tomorrow but she changed it to Saturday afternoon."

"I find it amazing that you kept this up for more than what, 10 years or something?"

"I find that impossible. It's really weird that I haven't blown up in her face about this career thing. I should really do that when she comes home."

"But what she threatens your normal life?" I cursed and smacked my forehead.

"Why is it that when I finally make up my mind about something, a hindrance comes up and smacks me on the cheek?"

"Hindrance?"

"We're Juniors. We need colorful vocabulary words."

"Right. Anyways, Nudge will love the color red. It matches perfectly with her skin color, don't you think?"

"You're asking the wrong supermodel. I don't know anything about colors. Huh, I finally understand why I got a demerit on my art project."

"Yeah, when the teacher said clash of colors, he didn't literally mean 'clash of colors.'"

"You gotta admit, I made his classroom pretty rainbowish."

"As well as his face." And we both cracked up, remembering that time when I threw random colors at the art teacher. Then, my phone rang.

"Hello? Oh hey Karen… Yeah, I know… But Anne moved it to Saturday!... Wait, so you're saying that on Saturday is the summer dress shoot and today is the bikini shoot?... Forget it! I am not going to run my ass off because of a freaking bikini!... Well, then you tell Anne that I am not doing anything that involves bikinis or any swimwear!... Ok, I'll hold… Hello? Oh, hey Anne… You are NOT my mother!... Will you stop playing the normal life card and get to the point?... What? Are you saying that I'm going to be taking photos with THE Harry Styles?... I DON'T CARE!"

"Um, Max?"

"Not now Ella. I'm having a conversation with the witch. Look, Anne… FINE! I'm going! Are you happy now?... Oh, shut up!" I shut off the phone angrily and grabbed my bag.

"Ella, when you're done put the clothes back into the closet and lock the door when you leave."

"OK, but Max –"

"Ella, Anne is going to torture me if I'm not at the shoot in 10 minutes. Honestly, I think she's pushing Double M's stamina here. You know what? I am so furious at her right now, I really don't care who listens right now. I AM MAXINE MARTINEZ AND I AM PISSED AT ALL THIS BULLSHIT!"

"Max –"

"Bye Ella!" I turned around to go to the door when I stopped dead cold.

"Who is who now?"

"Oh god no." I whispered as I stared at those dark eyes.

Song for today

Demons by Imagine Dragons

R&R!

Mikki is out! Peace!