sorry its been awhile.
fangs P.O.V.
I was coming home from my birthday dinner with my friends when I found out that my dad was home.
I was never close to my dad so it was always weird on my birthday when he tried to get me gifts and they just ended up in the trash. This birthday would probably be no different.
When I walked in the door my dad had a huge grin on his face. He started to talk about how I would love my gift this year and blah blah blah. I started to zone him out after awhile.
Now your probably wondering who I am. I'm fang, my real name is Nickolas Martinez, but my friends call me fang. My dad is filthy rich doing I don't know what. He works at some science company that i'm not interested in. He's always trying to spoil me but I don't like gifts unless there special or meaningful. This is why we never get along
I walked into my room to receive my gift which was apparently placed on my bed wile I was gone. I took one look on my bed already making my mind up to throw it away when instead of an inanimate object, I found a girl dressed in sexy clothes. Now I'm a nice guy and don't like to use people let alone girls so I turned away and gave a questioning look to my dad.
" what do you think? I got you a play toy! she's all yours to do whatever you like" my dad said in a cheerful voice. I gave him a disgusted look but stopped when he spoke again " and if you don't want her I'll gladly take that beauty"
At this moment I kicked him out of my room and looked at the girl. She was pretty, with her brownish honey hair, milk chocolate eyes, and of course a perfect figure. It was almost hard to refuse the offer-almost- but i just looked away.
"you should probably take a shower, you smell of my dad" was all I said to her. She then got up and left the room.
max p.o.v.
A boy walked in the room, who I assumed was the son. He was handsome to say the least. He had long black hair, black eyes, and tan skin over tight muscles. The boy wasn't very muscular but slightly lean with some muscles. He was also very tall, reaching about 6' 4".
When the guy stopped talking to his dad he looked slightly agitated. He then looked at me and told me to take a shower, showing me where to go and setting me up.
The shower was nice and warm. Nothing special. But when I got out I realized the towel I had gotten was to small. Sure it would fit a guy perfectly, but a tall girl with big breasts? no. At this I had to wrap myself up the best I could. It ended up with covering half my chest and 3/4 of my butt.
I went back into the boys room. I could tell he was uncomfortable with me before in my outfit. He probably didn't see girls wearing outfits like that. This was worse because along with being barely covered, I was also wet. So when I went back in, the boy- I think the dad said his name was nick- gulped and looked away.
I'm perfectly fine with him being uncomfortable with me because that meant he wouldn't be comfortable to have sex with me for awhile. With this in mind I looked through my luggage for something to were that wasn't sexy. Of course I couldn't find anything so I looked at nick wondering if he had anything.
" umm" I started " I don't have anything that's not, um, underclothes"
He looked startled at first that I had talked but then responded " I'll see what I have that might fit you"
At that he turned around and looked through his drawers. I ended up wearing a large black shirt with too big basketball shorts. Nick still seemed uncomfortable with me being there and I knew that if I didn't want to be given to his dad then I had to do something.
" They call me maximum ride, but I prefer to be called max" I said in hopes of breaking the ice.
" My names nick, but my friends call me fang" Fang quietly responded. I could already tell that he didn't like to talk much so when he asked me about what it was like at itex, I told him everything about the system that I knew of. Ever now and then he would nod his head or say a one word answer.
fangs p.o.v.
Max seemed to try to make me as comfortable as possible with how she dressed and what she said. I was glad that she could tell my feelings and adjust to them. It really helped.
By night time I had learned all there was to know about her time in the company. realizing that it could be worse but still thinking it could be better. Max seemed like a nice girl who was very open and she deserved better then the short end of the stick. I had already decided that I wasn't going to use her to my advantage, but now I was determined to make sure no one did.
When we decided to sleep max told me she would sleep on the floor if it would I would like. I, being me, told her it was OK and that we could share a bed easily. So we both ended up sleeping on either sides of the bed. It wasn't awkward, but more of uncomfortable to have a stranger in my bed.
That night I actually slept peacefully.