Let's Dance

-FIGHT!-

Is it love? I don't think so. Why do others never notice my obvious hatred for the boy. Is it obvious? Maybe I should change that.
"Hey Beccs, What's up? You look ticked?"
"Nice observation Einstein . . ."
"Awwwww common just cause your mad at Max doesn't mean you have to be mad at me."
I stopped and the steam that had been building blew out. "how could you tell?"
"Best friends are like that . . "
"FINE! that is a good now that you know, go tell the kids at lunch about the fight so they can see Max get beat up by a girl, maybe that will ruin his social life." I grind my teeth in a smirk at the idea and crumple my fist ready to punch if he goes at me first. I walk to the one place that no camera can see and one place that no teacher looks and the one place I know Max would be, in the corner between the cafeteria and the gym, outside. Tyler yells after me something, but I can't hear anything, my thoughts weren't clear.
I turn through the door out and there he is, with his so called friends, more like minions if you ask me. I get I get with in 5 feet and he spots me.
"Becca my girl, how are you?"
I come come with in hitting range and slap him across the face, this could start a fight, but I wouldn't have thrown the first punch. He quickly rebounded as expected by grabbing my hand and twisting it behind my back pulling me in in the process. "And what was that for?"
"This!" I punched him in the gut, apparently I was going to have to start this fight. He recoiled and I saw figures around us, and got distracted. He rebounded faster than I anticipated. He grabbed my hands behind my back in a half embrace which reminded me of a straight jacket.
I was recalculating my possible escape when he whispered in my ear, "Did you think making me look bad was going to be easy?" I sat thinking for a while his tall perfect body made it hard to out muscle him, he was tall to tall to head but in the chin and break a jaw, I was trapped and his green eyes knew it. I heard the smirk in his voice as he laughed. I wanted to pull out that sculpted black hair. I finally got a thought and did the exact opposite of what I had been doing I leaned into him with all my might as I dug my nails in to his skin.

-Max . . . Prom?-

Max recoiled letting me go and fell. He gave me a sickly loving and supposedly innocent look that only I could see through and said two little words "But why?". I balled up my hands in to fists and punched him, in the nose, I heard a crunch and knew I was done Too late I realized that no one would be on my side.
I sat in the principal's office next to Max, "You Know dear, i could say I fell on my face."
"One, I am not your dear. Two, no one would believe that the guys rugby star would, just trip and break his nose. Three, NO!" I half regretted the excuse that I could have had so I wouldn't get in trouble with my parents. I felt confused, did I actually feel what I thought I did? did i actually feel something for him? Him?
Mr. Morre walked in, "So, you two have a problem I see."
Around Max's eyes were starting to change color and his nose had almost finished bleeding. "Just a tiff." came the voice cool in the middle of a heated lie. I glared oat hi out of the corner of my eye because I knew if I said any thing I wouldn't be able to get out of this punishment.
"So, Ms. Night will you and Mr. Farmington have a problem getting along?"
"Actually, " Max cut in "Just before you came in , Mr. Morre, she had just asked me if I wanted to go to prom. Myself being caught up ion the . . moment, " he motioned to his face "I said no, but I have reconsidered, yes Becca I will go."he winked at me with his cocky smile.
And to the boys surprise I smiled sweetly and said "Oh, that is great thank you so much!" regaining his feet faster and seeing our eyes green locked on blue Mr. Morre left the room whistling a happy tune. the door shut. the smile slid off my face like sugar in the rain. "Your a dead man Max Farmington."
"Oh, but this way you can't hurt me and you have to at least pretend to go out with me." He walked out smirk and all.

-Home-

I went to science class, my last class of the day. thankfully Tyler was in this class and I could recap what had happened. I slid into me seat next to Tyler in the furthest back lab.
"Hey, you ok? I heard a lot of weird rumors between lunch and now."
"Well, actually," I explained he entire story most of the time he responded as if this happened everyday with me,until I got to the part about prom.
His jaw dropped. "You what?!?!" he said this so loud that over the simultaneous bangs in the room u could hear him. Everyone looked at us 5then went back to work. Tyler got quieter, "What? your going to prom with Max?" his voice had accelerated to a point where I thought he would shout again. I touched his arm to quiet him down the way a mother would, but people heard. All the guys in the room looked at me with astonishment, all the girls even the ones with boyfriends, glared at me. Tyler must have had some sympathy for what he had done, so he hit his pencil on the floor and said, "Hey Becca c-could u get that?"
"Sure." and I immediately ducked my burning face under the table letting Mrs. Slug continue class.
I was glad that was sixth period, everyone in the high school was either astonished at me or glaring at me. I walked home to my shared apartment, with Tyler. We avoided the subject of Max .We have been friends since preschool, the first day of school we met and became best friends. I never got along with girls much and the guys were mostly okay. As I grew up I knew every guy on the football team and I was always their girl advice center, even if it wasn't exactly correct it was closer than they were able to get. Our families moved Tyler's to Nebraska, and mine to Maine. This was at the beginning of this year so with two years left of high school, our parents let us rent an apartment for the both of us to share.We g got in the building and climbed the five flights of stairs we do everyday.
I was the cook I was good at cooking and I was horrible with machines, so I let Tyler work the dish eater and clean up after the meal. I made spaghetti. Our favorite.We saw each other everyday almost all day, I was so surprised that we never ran out of things to talk about.
"Hey, that horror flick you wanted to see came out on DVD last week, do you want to go rent it?" We both know I'm only doing this to throw the conversation way far away from Max.

-Sickness?-

"Really, bad subject change Beccs, it is called Prom Night, got something on your brain pick it off don't avoid it." Tyler always came up with the weirdest, and probably worst sayings, I laughed anyway.
"Yeah I guess, I just can't stand him, I can't believe that I got sucked into going to the prom with Max." I spat out his name like it was mud.
It was his turn to laugh "Ok, so what are you going to do about it?"
"Well, If I go with him I'll look like the side on pizza day," this being the bast food of the week I would look really bad next to him bumping him up in this world. "Or, I could refuse his offer, go with a more evenly matched date," I winked at Tyler.
he gave me a skeptical eye then cut me off "Who is to say i don't already have a date?"
"Really who?" I said in a teasing voice.
"Jessica"
I paused then changed my tactic " Well, then I need to embarrass my self in front of the entire school, what joy!" I said the last part with a laugh.
"Maybe I know someone who could make you look like more than a trillion bucks." I was astonished and look at Tyler like he was crazy, "My sister wants to come visit us, she just got her masters in beauty and cosmetics."
"No way, Terry?"
"The one and only!"
"wow I would look like more than a trillion bucks." we both seemed to imagine that, then I turned on the evening news.
I went t bed around 11 like usual after finishing some trig homework and watering the plants. Tyler forgot his Trig book and stole mine after I had attempted to fall asleep waking me up , but I eventually fell asleep. I hit the snooze alarm 5 times. I felt horrible, so I told Tyler that i was going to take the car to the doctors and come to school later, being in a small town has it's advantages, you know everyone so our attendance keeper Josie, would let me in late without parent approval because she knew they were far away.
Entering the doctors office felt homely like I had been here many times before mainly because I had come here for every ache pain and cough my ma couldn't fix since I was born. I asked for Dr. Amborn, he took me in right away.
"So what seems to be the matter?"
"Oh I have just been feeling icky and my throat hurts so if you could check for strep that would be much a appreciated."
"Of course!" he swabbed my throat, then left I sat in the back room reading over all the signs I have read a million times before waiting on the results.

-Note to me-

When Dr. Amborn came back in I sighed with relief as I saw the smile on his face, "Your clear, go to school and say hi to Josie for me." he signed a quick note and sent me on my way.
I entered the building and I had only missed my first class. I handed my note to Josie said hi for Mr. Amborn and grabbed a note from her letting me in to my second class late. As I entered Spanish 3 I saw a single empty desk, next to Max. I almost died on the spot. I could tell there had been a wide spread of news. I was being glared and gawked at more openly than ever before. sliding into the seat I got two notes at the same time one from beside me, max and one from behind me, tyler. I opened tyler's first thinking it more important. it read "Good to see your not dieing!" I almost laughed than wrote back "lol, I'm trying to pass my Jr, year , I cant be sick T" I passed it back I opened my note from Max regretfully it read "Where were you baby? I missed you." I got really angry, I started to grind my teeth and I swore they could have heard me in china.I wrote back with a bit of humor left in me "I went to the doctor, I'm fine, but I sure as hell didn't miss you, did you think about fucking a tree when you were 'missing' me? yours never, Becca" I slyly handed the note back to him just as I got the one from Tyler back "well, good. My sister should be flying in tonight, do you want to pick her up or shall I?" "How about we both go I wan to see her but I don't want to deprive you of a chance to see her." the switch happened again and I got the note from Max, I opened it warily "ouch, honey, please I don't like it when your angry" "then fuck off!" I sent it back, but it fell to the floor when Mr. Blitz caught me passing it. The room froze. Mr. Blitz stepped forward carefully and deliberately and picked up the paper." do you mind if I read this to the class, Miss Night. I at this point was so outraged by everything I shouted at him "FINE!" then I retreated realizing that I had yelled at a teacher and said "sure, have fun." Max looked a bit concerned. Mr. Blitz surprised read the note first then decided he didn't want to read it to the class. Max beamed. I glared. "Miss Night, Mr. Farmington, after class." I spent the rest of class memorizing Spanish prepositions.

-Oh no he didn't!-

The bell rang and I didn't even collect my stuff. I was doomed to sit in that class room until we figured something out, but it wasn't going to be as easy as with the principal. "Max, Becca, I sense some tension between, you two . . . mainly coming from Becca, but I heard that you had asked him to prom? what is this about?" "Mr. Blitz lets put this bluntly, he hates me I hate him , he is trying to make me look like the bad guy in front of all my peers, ok are we done here?" "Aw, baby, I didn't realize you . . ." YOU DAMN WELL DID YOU SON OF A -" Max covered my mouth as I screamed a string of profanitys into it and then decidedly bit his hand, during this time third period bell rang, but Mr. Blitz had a prep period, oh joy . . ."Mr. Blitz, you see Becca simply has an anger problem and I'm working on it full time," I made to speak ,but Blitz stopped me to let Max finish. "You see she is deeply in love with me, she just doesn't realize it yet." then I was ready to burst "WHY YOU-" Mr. Blitz stopped me an said " I see you have very different views on your relationship, but word of advice, Becca, just be nice and settle down, it will be that much easier to get through the day." I took a deep breath and through gritted teeth I huffed an ok. I picked up my bag and with a pass from Mr. Blitz and Max's arm around my waist I was escorted to my next class where we were rearranged seating just so he could sit next to me. I was ready to blow, but I kept my cool, I didn't want another teacher siding with Max just because that is how he "rolls".
the rest of the day went by as normal, well accept the kisses on the hand and cheek, the hugs that were frequent and always around other people and the constant waist or hand holding that I got through only by biting my tongue until it actually bled. I couldn't wait until 6th peroid, the only one without Max, that I could talk to Tyler.