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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
Nope. Not this time! I wasn't going to let her get away so easily!
I quickly dashed after Liz. "Liz?" I asked. She turned and looked at me.
"I was wondering if you wanted a lift to the Crashdown? My jeeps been cleaned over the summer." I said hoping that would intice her to say yes.
You see ...um.. the place I live isn't the most glamours--I'm what the preppys call Trailer trash over there..so I'd just like to meet you over there..I mean I don't want to embarress you by haveing to go on the wrong side of the tracks.." I told him keeping my gaze down so I didn't have to look at him.
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"Don't be silly. I have no problem giving you a lift. I bet your exaggerating. Liz I want to give you lift, ok. So are you coming?" I ask hopefully.
"um..sure.." I haneded him my books. "Thanks." I smiled at him. "I think I have to go to the docotors..I mean my wrist is really bothering me...I looked at it now was it was a deep green color and swollen...I asked him. "Does this look normal?" I had no idea.
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
It looked awful. "Er let me have a look. Oh! Hey it's Michael!" Liz looked around to see Michael...who wasn't there. Meanwhile I quickly healed her wrist. "It looks fine to me." I said.
"So ready to go?"
"wh--H--W--H-How did you do that?" I smiled at him curiously. knowing he wouldn't tell me..I wrapped my arm around his as he walked me to his jeep..."Your really something else Max.." I smiled at him as helped me.
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
"I don't know what you mean. Maybe it was just the light." I said as I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. I turned on the radio to hear Dido's "here with me". "Oh I love this song!" I say turning it up