Well, it must be the end of summer, because THE DAYS ARE GOING BY WAY TOO FAST!

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Properly,

~Me

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I looked at the dazzling girl in the mirror in amazement. It was almost like an out- of- body experiance. Nudge had gently curled my hair and pulled half of it up, and Ella put on natural- looking make-up that seemed to make me glow. JJ stole a shirt from her sister that war crimson red and hung off one shoulder, and paired it with my black jeans.

Trixie video taped the whole thing, and I spent the whole time I sat in that stupid chair thinking of elaborate ways to destroy her camera. Other than that, it wasn't the worst thing I've ever done. Although, it gave me plenty of time to worry about the date. Dylan and I were going to a party with his friends.

"You guys have out done yourselves. Thank you" I said, giving them all a meaningful look.

"Oh, shut up. You'll make my mascara run." Nudge proclaimed. We all laughed and emerged from the crowded bathroom. JJ and Nudge had somehow convinced Iggy and Fang to witness my Before and After, so we stumbled out of the bathroom and down the stairs to find two shocked looking teenagers on my living room couch.

"Wow, Max, you look awesome! But just remember, my fist will be the last thing he sees if he tries anything, capiche?" Iggy said faux- threateningly. I smiled and glanced at Fang, who still looked pretty freaked out. I frowned.

"What?" I questioned. His face went blank and he shrugged.

"Just thinking."

"I'll get the caution tape." I retorted. He snorted and turned towards window, just in time to see a beat up truck (I've never been good with cars) pull in the driveway. My nerves I had been pushing to the side were finally revealed.

"Oh, man, he's here! What do I do? Is he gonna ring the bell? Should I go out there? What-" I was cut off by Nudge slapping her hand on my mouth. The pure irony of this made laughter bubble up inside of me, overcoming all my nervousness. Soon, I was doubled over, and I had pretty much forgotten why I was laughing in the first place.

The rest of my friends were looking at me like I belonged in a nut house. I even saw Iggy reaching for the phone, most likely to call the local loony bin, but I was saved by the door bell ringing. I decided I should act like a normal person for a change, and casually strolled over and put my handon the door knob. Cue more strange looks from my friends as they diagnosed me with bipolar disorder. But I didn't care what they were thinking, just about the adorable boy on the other side of the door.

I opened the it and there stood... Jeb. With a scowl on his face. I felt my stomach drop as he stepped over the thresh hold.

"Max! Where do you think you're going? You are too young to even like boys, let alone date them! I cannot believe your mother agreed to this! I am-" I sneered as I interrupted him.

"Do you honestly think you have any right to tell me what to do? After not speaking to me for years? NO emails, NO phone calls, NO parenting skills. Get out of my house." He looked a little startled and hurt, so he turned out the door without another word. Not that I'm complaining.

"Okay... I think it's time for us to leave. Everyone nodded except Nudge and Fang. They weren't leaving because they were being jerks, but they were really being supportive in a way only friends can be. By leaving me alone with my emotions. I was still really peeved out, and not looking forward to the date much anymore.

"Max, I'm really happy you told him off. He totally had it coming to him." Nudge said gently. I gave her a small smile and looked at Fang. He looked at me and nodded almost imperceptively, which I guess was the equivelent to a reassuring look.

"So, are you still gonna go?" Nudge prompted.

"Of course! Just because Jeb is an idiot doesn't mean he can ruin my night. I am going on this stupid date and that is final." Nudge gave me a look that said 'I am not your enemy' and told me to call her when I got ome and not to forget a single detail. She walked out the door, the skip returning to her step.

I looked at Fang, who looked like he had scowled and then put SuperGlue on his face.

"Is there a problem?" I asked him. He got up and slammed the front door in my face as a response. Ahh, the joy of teenage mood swings. I didn't think to much about his sudden departure, as someone was ringing my doorbell 5 seconds later. Fang must have forgotten his Midol I thought, snickering at my own lame joke. I whipped open the door, armed with my stupid humor.

My thoughts faded away though, as I took in the blonde-haired boy on my front porch.

"Hey, Max, you ready to go?" I smiled at him warmly, and nodded. I stepped onto the stoop next to him with a final look in my house. I thought I saw something dart accros the living room, but I had other things on my mind.

Hi again! I am SO SORRY it took me so long. I had it almost done two weeks ago, but forgot to finish it.

School starts tomorrow, and I am not excited. It also means my horrible updates will get even worse, so just bear with me, and I WILL tell you guys when it's done/discontinued.

ANYWAY- thank you & see you soon!

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