Journal NOT a Diary!!!

Max's Journal

Feb. 24, 2010

I know this a TOTALLY out of character, but Ella made me do it. She's gone to France with her friend for the rest of the school year, then to cheer camp this summer. She's paying me $100 to write in this ever few days in this unused JOURNAL of hers. She's already given me $20 before she left. She'll give me the other (What, $80? I've never been good in math) When she gets back if I keep this up. I have a feeling she'll be reading this against my will. I guess I'm s sucker for money. I'm talking to Ella whenever I say 'you' by the way.

Sorry, El. I won't be writing all those mushy feelings junk everyone else writes. You can't pay me enough to do that. I won't be like, 'oh, this cute boy I didn't even know started flirting with this girl and I'm so jealous!!!' I'm NOT that kind of girl. So get over it!

Well, I might as well start this morning, when the Dreaded Three showed up (no offense, El, but they're awful). Their last name is Smith. It's Mom's friend from his school, Samantha, a single mom of her two twin daughters.

"Heh hi, Martinez's!" Sam cooed as she opened the door, not even knocking. Her daughters appeared behind her, and Fang nearly choked on his cereal. I rolled my eyes. They both had dark red hair reaching past their shoulders, exactly the same length, both slim as a bean pole. One was just a little taller then the other. "Hi, hi, Martinez's!" they said together, way too perky, as if they were Irish. Their blue eyes sparkled.

"Sammy!" Mom said, standing up quickly. We had been warned of their arrival, but didn't know they were coming this early. Nudge was airing out her wings!

I dove across the table, landing hard on the floor, and threw my jacket at her. Nudge held her wings in tight as she slipped on the jacket. The twins look surprised, but Samantha hadn't been paying attention, too busy talking to Mom.

Mom turned around when Nudge safely had the jacket on, looking relieved that they hadn't seen Nudge's wings. This is Samantha Smith, my friend from high school, and her two beautiful daughters"-- Fang silently seconded that, making my blood boil--"Isabelle and Isabella."

"I'm Isabelle," said the shorter one. "Call me Is."

"I'm Isabella," said the taller one. "Call me Bella."

Is and Bella. Maybe I could remember that. They smiled at Fang, making my blood boil more. I stood up from the floor and stopped myself from slapping them. Mom introduced us all, and mu stomach flipped when she introduced Fang.

I can already tell those girls aren't going to make it outta here alive.

-Later That Same Morning-

"Max, Fang, show Is and Bella around town," Mom said.

WHAT?!?

"This is the first time they've been here," Mom said. "Sam came once before they were born."

"Before..." Bella didn't, couldn't finish. She buried her face in her hands. Is put a supporting hand on her shoulder, looking around nervously.

"Our father," she said quietly, "passed away in a car accident when we were six." Bella hiccuped.

Well, I learned that they're both fourteen (Fang's eyes lit up at that, I nearly choked on my nacho), and that they live in Maryland. They love to shop, and FLIRT!!! Especially with your common emo kid. Yep, I choked before long.

I turned down Main Street, the biggest mistake of my life. That's where everything went wrong, where I would soon give them a lesson they'd never forget, and something that would get me grounded and locked in my room for the next year. Hey, they started it!

"The mall!" Bella and Is cried out. "Let's go!" Yep, still together. Do they rehearse or something?"

We were pulled in the mall, or rather they pulled Fang and Fang pulled me. It was like those girls had stepped in a little piece of Heaven instead of a little two-story shopping mall.

Is looked at us, and her nose wrinkled."Fang," she said, "Max, you need some new clothes." I don't think it was a coincidence Is said Fang first.

Bella grabbed our wrists, well, my wrist, Fang's hand (I tried to hide my anger) and pulled us in the Macy's store.

Where did they take us? The boys' section. What were they looking through? Brightly colored jackets.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed one of the black ones they had purposely passed and shoved it at him. "Black, girls, black!" I nearly cracked up at the look they gave me. That's what happens when someone who thinks they know everything about a person they just met crosses someone who's known that person their whole life. I know more about him then both of them put together.

"Uh...I don't really need a new jacket, or new clothes," Fang said, slipping it back on the rack.

"Black!" Bella said. She ran over to another rack and stripped it of a black shirt with a blaring amp on it. She gave it to him and shoved him towards the dressing room. I thought I saw a tiny flair in his eyes as he walked reluctantly to the dressing room.

Once he was gone, Is and Bella stifled screeches. "Um! He is so fine!"they said together.

"Fine?" I repeated, crossing my arms over my chest. "That doesn't mean anything. What's his favorite breakfast cereal?"

Bella bit her lip as Is looked around nervously. "Um...." Is started. "Cheerios?"

I made the noise of a buzzer in a game show. "Wrong. Captain Crunch or Wheat Squares, depends on what mood he's in. Then what's.....what's his favorite candy bar? Soda?"

This time Bella tried to answer. "Um.....butterfingers, I guess, his fav candy bar. And the soda....um......orange or grape. That's all I got."

Again, I would make the perfect game show buzzer. "Nope. If there's a rare occasion that Mom will let us at candy or any drink except water or tea, he will always go for the Snickers or Twix bar, and the Coke-Cola cans. If we don't have that, he'll settle for a Dr. Pepper." I was laughing inside. These girls looked like they were about to crack. This was mostly for my own amusement.

"Who cares?" Is said. "He's the hottest thing in this mall, if you know what I'm sayin."

I knew perfectly what she was saying. She was calling Fang 'hot' and 'fine' when she knew nothing about him! I hardly realized my hands curling into fists. I growled a little, but not enough to set off the strange-cells of they're perky personalities.

Fang walked over to us, looking like he was about to suffocate in the too-tight shirt. "Did you guys ever think about checking the sizes?"

I laughed as I took down a XL and shoved it at him. I saw that he had a M on. "Go change before you turn blue."

He shot me a half smile as he walked towards the dressing rooms again, tugging at the collar. I turned back to the girls. "He doesn't wear a medium! Where did you get that idea?"

Bella looked at the ground and Is put her hand on her sister's shoulder. Was it just me or did Bella perk up a little?

I frowned. "What's up with that?"

Bella and Is looked up. "What's up with what?" Is asked.

"Whenever Bella seems a little down, Is puts her hand on her shoulder and Bella seems to perk up."

"Oh! Um," she looked at Bella nervously. "That's one way you can tell us apart, or personalities. I'm more of the perky encourager, and I talk more often. Bella can offended more and let down. She's quieter. So.....yeah."

"You didn't answer my question, Is. I know your the encourager."

Is swollowed hard. "I can't tell you that," she said. She looked at the floor with her sister.

"What's wrong with them?" Fang asked, sneaking up behind me.

I spun around, my heart racing. "Fang! Quit that! Oh, that looks like it fits much better."

Bella looked up, then Is. "Yeah, it does!" she said, shoving Is off. "Much better! So, you're an extra large, huh?" She walked quickly up to him, and my blood boiled (my blood boiled a lot today, but that's not the last time today). "So, do you like it?"

Fang shot a look at me. "Uh, sure." He looked back down at Bella, who seemed to step closer and closer to him. He backed up and Bella stepped up again.

"What, you scared?" Fang backed into the wall, and Is was on one side of him. Whoa! She was just behind me.... Bella walked up until she was almost touching him. She giggled. Then, without warning, she threw her hands around his neck and kissed him full of the lips.

My mouth dropped as my fists got tighter. Is was grinning wildly, watching her sister make out with Fang against his will. He tried to move, but wherever he tried to go Is was right there. How did she do that? Finally Fang jumped to the side, breaking Bella's kiss. He wiped his lips with his sleeve.

"Fang, go change," I said, ready to punch Bella's grin right off her face.

"What?"

"Fang," I said, giving him my 'death glare'. I'm not in the mood to explain right now. "GO. CHANGE. NOW."

Fang slowly slipped towards the dressing rooms again. Bella and Is watched, giggling as she watched him disappear around the corner. Then she caught my glare. "What?"

"You know exactly well, you perky freak!" I took out my earrings that hung down (Ella, I WILL get you back for that), the natral sign of a fight. "How dare you!" I said that so loud the entire Macy's store got quiet. And that's big store! "You just met him!"

"So?" Bella asked. "He's hot."

I knew my face was getting red from my anger. "Hot? That does mean anything! I'm sure every girl in this store thinks he's a hunk, too, but you don't see them making out with him against his will! No, cause they have a brain! They haven't known him since they could talk! Who could? That's right, me."

"Don't talk to my sister that way!" Is shouted. Too bad, I was actually starting to like Is.

"Fine, then you take me up in a fight!"

"No, little sis!" Bella said, holding Is back. "This is my fight!"

"Yeah, Isabelle! Listen to Isabella! This is her fight! What 'ch waitin for, Bella? Scared?" It's so fun using other people's words against them, especilly with Is or Bella. It's funny to see her face turn bright red, almost as firey as her hair.

"No, I'm not!" Bella said. She pushed Is back and walked up to me. She looked to the side at Fang, who was in his normal clothes, already hung up the two shirts. "This one's for you. Now," she said, taking out her own earrings. She tossed them at Is. "What 'ch waitin for?"

I almost laughted. "Do you really want to do this, girl? I can knock you out in a split second."

Bella raised her eyebrows. "Oh yeah? Then show me!"

I threw a punch at the head, but she ducked. She swung out her leg to trip me. I stopped it and grabbed it, threatening to break it. I leaned down close to her ear. "Never kiss him again," I growled. Bella nodded, despite the sering pain in her leg. One quick face punch burst her lip, and it started to bleed as I let her go. She scrambled back up to her feet.

"You think your done?" she asked. "Not quite. We Smiths can't be taken down by a busted lip!"

I nearly cracked up. Was this girl nuts? Would I have to break her nose before she backed down? I didn't care. I shot a blow to her face, hitting her in the jaw. The crowd gasped as Bella's head shot to the left, my left, her right. But she turned, jerked her jaw back in place, and lunged for me. I tried to move but she slapped me, leaving a hand print on my cheek.

Then, as Bella fell to the ground, I did something I would regret in my wildest dreams.

That's when I extended my wings.

Gasps and murmurs flooded through the crowd as they watched. Is hurried over to Bella and whispered something in her ear. Bella nodded. They both looked up at me in shock. Fang ran over to me and tried to fake a laugh, it wasn't working.

"What are you doing?!" he whispered. "You can't extend your wings in a crowded store!"

"I could, and I did," I snarled back. Then I turned to Bella. "Don't think you're gonna do that again, do ya?" Bella just stared at me in shock. I flapped my wings a little as I walked over to her. A rack of dark-washed jeans fell and shirts shook, threatening to fall. I knew that security would show up any second, but that didn't stop me. I shot a look at the clerk, who was calling Mom. She recognized me from the countless shopping sprees she, you, Nudge, and Angel had dragged me on. She had my number loaded in the computer.

The death glare I gave her made her drop the phone and back to against the wall. She pressed another button for security.

Bella quickly shook her head. "N-no."

"Good girl. Cause if you did, I really will have to break your leg." I turned quickly, hitting Is and Bella in the head before they even realized what was happening. The force wasn't enough to knock them out cold, just shove them backwards. I pulled in my wings tight and slipped on my jacket. Not waiting for the others, I slipped out of Macy's before the police arrived, Fang right behind me. We left the girls shocked. They could just take a cab.

Unfortunately, that clerk had told Mom everything before I caught her.

I won't tell you about the fight when I got home, Ella. Just a bunch of screaming, yelling, crying, ect. ect. I was sent to my room for the rest of the day, which is where I am now, writing in this thing. Ella, you better pay me DOUBLE for haveing to go through the Dreaded Three.

-Maximum