Hey everyone!
Don't even ask guys. Let's just say I took some of your lovely ideas. :) so right now I am typing on an on screen keyboard. And now I am going 2 leave be4 I kill some1.
btw, I have to thank live to fly for her idea. Sorry I didn't get back to you! Hope I did it justice.
Now! For the update…
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Disbelief, Fools & Stepmoms
Ella P.O.V
"Nick Walker," Nudge repeated slowly. "Likes…Max."
Iggy stared at her. "Yeah…" he said slowly. "When a guy kisses a girl…that kind of means he likes her."
Nudge jaw dropped and she slapped a hand to Iggy's forehead. "What the frick have you been smoking Igs?! This is Nick Walker we are talking about here! Nick Walker and Maximum Ride don't even know each other. How on God's green earth could he possibly like her? Besides…besides…I mean, good God Max. Unless…" Her eyes widened behind her glasses. "Oh, my word. Oh, my freaking bob. Oh, my llamas. Oh, my—"
I slapped a hand over Nudge's mouth.
Iggy circled the rim of his glass. "You know…considering we've kept such low profile for so long…I think it's about time we've had some tears and mayhem."
I gave him a look.
He shrugged and flashed me a grin. "Just saying, Els. Max always makes things interesting."
Fang P.O.V
After escaping the persistent paparazzi and cameras, I spent the rest of the night in my room, staring at the ceiling, my mind reeling over everything that had happened.
But really all I could do was replay Max's reaction over and over and over.
"You are out of line, Nick Walker."
I threw a pillow at the wall in frustration. "God, I'm so freaking STUPID!" I yelled, running my fingers through my hair.
Never had I met a girl so determined to hate me. Never had I met a girl who had turned me down. Heck, no girl had ever slapped me before!The kiss was out of desperation, really. I was playing my last card.
And you can see how well that turned out. I freaking blew it. And not even in private. I had an audience.
I held my head and thought about the tabloids. Man, they were going to have a hay day with this one:
Nick Walker PDA
Mysterious girl REJECTS WALKER!
I thought about all the grief Max was going to get. Especially from her two friends.
I sighed and lay back down on the bed.
I was officially the worst lovesick fool of the century.
Max P.O.V
Fiona was waiting for me in the kitchen, just like I was expecting.
"How interesting, Maximum, that the night I demand you stay home, I see you on four screens, dougieing, with none other than Nick Walker."
She looked up from her magazine and eyed me. Her eyes were cold and calculating and her face was tight with anger.
I sighed and walked to the fridge. It was late. I was tired. And frankly, I was sick of Fiona's games.
"What's it going to be this time, Fiona, chores or house arrest?"
She set her magazine aside and looked at me. "Well, considering your car is no longer in your ownership, house arrest is already a given, isn't it?"
She shook her head in disappointment. "When will you ever learn, Maximum? You poor, poor girl," she mused. "Why jeopardize the only connections you have left? Your father is dead yet you continue to act as if he were right in this room. And your mother…what happened to her? Oh, yes. She left."
The blow came hard and I gasped for breath. "Shut up!" I croaked.
She shook her head again. "We are all you have left, Maximum."
"I said SHUT UP!" I repeated through clenched teeth. "You have no clue why my mother left."
"Hmm," she hummed. "Looking at you, I might have an idea."
Breathing hard, I glared at her, my pulse thumping.
"Oh, Max. Come here," she murmured, enveloping me into a hug. "Why deny the truth?"
"Oh, I know lots about truth, Fiona," I whispered, stepping away from her hug. "For instance: I know that you are a female dog with the brain capacity of a gold fish. I also know that you only married my dad for his money. I know that Lissa and Brigid are practically paid to make my life a living hell and I know that my father, God rest his soul, loved me more than he ever, ever, ever, EVER loved you."
Her eyes blazed and quick as a lash, she whipped a hand out and slapped me across the face. She hit me so hard, my vision blacked out and I had to grab the countertop so I wouldn't fall over.
Struggling to stay upright, I looked her straight in the eyes.
"But none of that matters anymore, Fiona. You wanna know why? Because I'm leaving. So you can take all your crap and SHOVE IT."
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