Author: Vix
E-mail: Vix_Chic@h...
Rating: PG
Category: Friendship Max and Maria
Summary: just read
Disclaimers: I own nothing.
Spoilers: Nothing I don’t think, except the fact that Max and Maria are
‘girlfriends’.
Author’s Note: This is something floating around in my cranium. There is not
exactly a plot or climax or other things needed for an actually story. If
you hate it let me know, so I can fix what ever it is I’m doing wrong.
Thanks…
There she sat contemplating fate, or destiny, he didn’t know. For all of his
insight she could be deciding which shoes to wear with her new skirt.
He had stood there and watched her fret over whether or not to go vintage,
but this was Maria she fretted over everything.
He had to smile at her. She was so small and seemed fragile, but she was
anything but fragile.
Suddenly she looked up at him; the action brought him out of his trance
immediately.
“Max, we’re going out tonight.” Maria said determinedly before getting up
and walking towards her closet.
“What?” Max asked confused.
“We’re going to see a movie, together. I don’t feel like being cooped up in
here anymore.” Maria stated taking out her new skirt and a white halter-top.
“What are we going to see?” Max asked.
“Lost Souls.” Maria said rummaging through the bottom of her closet which
contained all of her shoes.
“You want me to call and find the time?” Max asked already grabbing for the
phone.
“Yeah, I’m going to go change, and freshen up.” Maria said grabbing the
clothes she had thrown on the floor and walking into her bathroom.
Max wrote the times down on a piece of paper he had found on her
night-stand. Maria soon came out of the bathroom with a short vintage style
red mini-skirt and a tight white halter-top.
“I thought we talked about this.” Max said standing up and grabbing for his
keys, which he had tossed on her desk when he had arrived earlier.
“I know how you feel but I don’t feel that way. I like it, and it’s cute.”
Maria said looking down.
“Cute? Maria, most of the guys are going to be drooling at you the entire
time,” Max saw a glint of mischief in her eye and decided that was a bad
point to make “and it’s going to be cold.”
“I’ll live. I swear your like permanently in big brother mode.” Maria said
with a smile and started to slip on her shoes.
“You and Izzy are just a like.” Max said sitting besides her putting on his
own shoes.
“Sure we are.” Maria said not believing him. “What times are they showing?”
Maria asked standing up.
“Well if we go right now we can make the 8:40 one.” Max said tying his
shoes.
“What time is it?” Maria asked with big eyes.
“8:30, why?” Max asked standing beside her.
“Max, you got here at 1 o’clock. Don’t you have to check in with your
parents?” Maria asked.
“No, they’re gone for the weekend, something about too much stress.” Max
said grabbing for his jacket and Maria’s.
“I could use a vacation.” Maria said taking her jacket from him.
“We all could.” Max said with a sad smile.
“We ready?” Maria asked walking toward the door.
“Yeah.” Max said
Soon they had arrived, and bought two medium popcorns and two large drinks.
“Here you go.” Maria said taking a Tabasco bottle out of her purse.
“Thanks.” Max said taking it and dumping half of it into his drink, stirring
it with his straw, the other half went into his popcorn.
“That’s is like so gross.” Maria said sipping out of her own drink.
“No, it’s not. It taste great, believe it or not.” Max said handing the
bottle back to her.
“Not.” Maria said putting the bottle back into her purse.
“You’ve never tried it.” Max protested.
“Thank the Lord.” Maria said making a face at his cup.
“Yeah, yeah, coward.” Max said slurping loudly on his straw.
“Coward!” Maria screeched getting everyone’s attention, not to mention a
small laugh from Max.
She grabbed Max’s cup and took a huge gulp from it and started gasping for
air.
“Ha, I’m no coward.” Maria said immediately grabbing for her own drink.
“How did it taste?” Max asked after she had downed half of her coke.
“Like Tabasco and Dr. Pepper.” Maria said putting her drink back on the
floor.
“Well yeah, I know that.” Max said looking for a different answer.
“I think that,” Maria said pointing to the cup, “is the reason Michael’s
brain is fried.” Maria said laughing a little.
“Very funny, so was it as bad as you thought it was?” Max asked scooting
down in his seat and propping his feet on the chair in front of him.
“No, worse.” Maria said doing the same.
“Sure it was.” Max said looking over at her.
“OK, so it wasn’t that bad.” Maria said as the movie began.
Max left it at that; he had won, which was something that didn’t happen
often with Maria. He had never won an argument with her before.
Suddenly Max became alarmed, something was wrong.
“Maria.” Max said trying to get her attention away from the screen.
“Hush, the movie is on.” Maria said quietly. A little too quietly for his
liking.
He was doing it again he was going into big brother mode once more.
He placed his arm around her comforting her a little. He didn’t know what
she was thinking but he knew what that guy beside them was. He had been
looking at Maria off and on during the previews.
Max gave him a death glare. He seemed to get the hint. He turned around
quickly and started to watch the movie.
He didn’t know what was wrong with Maria and he knew he wasn’t going to find
out during the movie. He knew he would have to wait. But he could still play
the over protective brother part right now, and from the looks she was
getting from the guy to their left he would.
Maria looked up at Max and saw he had gone back to watching the screen. She
too returned her eyes to the screen
She had let him win, and she knew he knew it too. After the movie he would
want to talk, and he’d want to know why she had let him win.
Truth was she didn’t want to tell him. The thing was the drink had tasted
familiar, it was sweet and spicy, but it lacked something, something
essential.
It lacked the taste of Michael. He had always tasted like something sweet
and Tabasco, but then there was this little something extra. That little
something extra drove her taste buds crazy.
That wasn’t the only thing he drove crazy Maria thought with a smile.
Max looked down at Maria all traces of what ever was bothering her were
gone. She was even smiling. Max didn’t know what made her upset, or what had
changed her mood, but it wasn’t important, as long as she was happy. If she
was happy he was happy too. It was just the way their friendship worked, and
probably always would.
The End