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Beneath the Dirt; Under the Ink

By taggwritc

Humor / Romance

Chapter 1


Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Max POV

The cool breeze blew my blonde, sun streaked, hair into my face. I was sitting on our porch watching the sun set. The pink and orange sky lit up the field of grass in front of me. Our country home wasn't near the city so it was peaceful and quiet. My mom was in the kitchen cooking dinner. The scent wafted through the window and filled my nose. Mexican. My mom made the best Mexican food, and not just because of her Spanish heritage. I got up from our porch swing and went inside, glancing one last time over my shoulder at the sun.


Fang POV

I sat on the fire escape of our apartment. I didn't want to go back inside to here my mother nag me for my "irresponsible behavior". If it wasn't the only way to get her to notice me maybe I wouldn't get in trouble so much. I could hear the hustle and bustle of the streets below me. A police siren sounded in the distance.

"Fang! Get in here!" I heard my mom yell at me.

"Coming!" I yelled back. I looked one last time at the night sky and climbed through my window.

"I just got off the phone with my friend Valencia." She said.

"And?" I asked wondering what this had to do with me.

"After your latest suspension, I decided that you will be sent to her house to help with the farm." She said to me. All that ran through my head was WHAT?!


Max POV

During dinner, the phone rang. My mom got up to get it. I sat at the table and caught little bits of the conversation. "Are you sure?...Yeah, I've got room for…." When my mom got back to the table I could tell that she needed to tell me something.

"How about I make some chocolate chip cookies?" she said smiling and got up from the table. Now I knew she had something on her mind.

"What is it, mom?" I asked.

"What do you mean, Max?" She asked just a smidge too innocently.

"You never make chocolate chip cookies unless it's a special occasion or you need to tell me something." I stated, narrowing my eyes at her.

"Oh," was her brilliant answer. "It's nothing big, just that we are going to be getting a new house guest for the next 3 months." She said as if it wasn't a big deal.

"What?!" I said, "Who?! When?!" I did not need someone bothering me.

"You know my friend, Grace?" she said. I nodded. "Well, her son, Nick, has been getting into some trouble. She thinks it will be best for him to come work on the farm with us, to learn responsibility."

"No. I will not deal with some kid bothering me while I try to get work done." I said.

"He's not a 'kid' he's around your age." She said, "And it's already been decided. You don't get a say." I stood and stalked to my room. Why? Why me? I thought. I collapsed on the bed and screamed into a pillow.


Fang POV

Why? Why me? I thought. I sat on my bed staring into space. My mom told me that her friend had a daughter around my age who was going to teach me the ropes. Ugh, just what I need, some hick to flirt with me. I know I sound conceited, but in my defense that's what all the girls do. She's probably just like the rest of them. I shoved all my clothes in a black duffel bag. My mom said I would be leaving for the farm tomorrow.

When I finished packing I took a quick shower and climbed into bed. Through my window I could see the moon glowing on all of the buildings, casting strange shadows into my room. The last I'll see of you. I thought to myself before drifting off.


Max POV

The next morning was torture. We had to "tidy up" for our so called "guest". I got stuck fixing up the guest bedroom. After dusting, vacuuming, and straightening up, I made the bed and walked out to the porch. My mom had said he was getting here today. I sat down on the porch swing and closed my eyes, leaning my head back, trying to relax for the last moments I would have to myself for a while. My mom said she was going to pick him up at the airport a few minutes later and that I should go tidy up myself.

When her car pulled out of the driveway I got up and went to take a quick shower to scrub off all the dust. I changed into denim, cutoff, shorts and a blue tank top. I pulled on some blue, low top, converse and went to wait on the porch.


Fang POV

My plane landed at 1:00 and I went to the area where you get picked up. A friendly looking woman with longish brown hair and brown eyes leaned against her car. She was wearing a pair of light blue jeans, a button up, blue, long-sleeved shirt, and some hiking boots.

"You must be Nick." She said with a smile.

"Actually, I prefer Fang." I said, slightly smiling back. I put my duffel in the trunk and climbed into the passenger seat. She talked about how nice the farm was and her daughter, Max, the whole way to her house. I nodded every couple of minutes to show her I was listening. I'd never been one to talk much anyway. 

When we pulled into her driveway I looked at the house. It wasn't huge but it looked nice enough. The porch wrapped around the exterior and a porch swing sat a few feet to the left of the door. On the porch swing was an incredibly pretty girl. Her brown eyes watched the car intently and she sat with her legs stretched out in front of her, crossed at the ankles. Her arms were crossed over her chest. She wore denim shorts, a blue tank top, and converse. Her wavy blonde/brown hair was flowing freely down her back. Her lips were tightly pressed together. My mouth almost dropped at how pretty she was but I kept my cool, as usual. I got out of the car and grabbed my duffel from the trunk.


Max POV

I watched as the car pulled into the driveway. My lips pressed together at the thought of having to share my farm with someone else. My mom stepped out of the car and a really cute boy followed her, not that I noticed. He wore all black; black jeans, black T-shirt, black sneakers. Oh, great, he's emo. I thought. His skin was an olive color. His black hair swooped over his forehead just the right way, ending above his amazingly beautiful obsidian eyes. He walked to the back of the car and pulled out a black duffel bag. Shocker.

"Max, come say hi to our guest, Fang." My mom said. I walked toward him without uncrossing my arms.

"Fang," he said sticking out his hand with a cocky smile on his face.

"Max," I said not taking his hand. He dropped it next to his side and an awkward silence filled the air.

"Well, Max, why don't you show Fang to his room?" my mother asked.

"This way," I said with fake cheeriness in my voice. He sensed it, but followed anyway.

"This is it." I said gesturing to our guest bedroom. "If you need anything, don't bother me, ask my mom." I said walking out of the room.

"Nice meeting you, Max." his deep voice called before I closed the door behind me. Sarcastic bastard.


Fang POV

Max was not happy about me being here and I could tell. She'll warm up. They always do. I told myself. I unpacked my duffel and walked around the house a little. I heard singing coming from the room down the hall. The voice was enchanting and the song was deep and melodic. 

It was Max. She was singing in her room. I slowly made my way back to the guest room. Her voice was still playing in my head. It was beautiful. I didn't come out of my trance until, Valencia, called to tell me it was dinner. I took my seat next to Max.

"You have a great voice." I said so low only she could hear. She blushed and said "Thanks,"

Valencia, had made spaghetti. Its scent overwhelmed everything and I couldn't help but think of how we were always ordering out back at home.

"Thank you, Valencia. It smells incredible." I said smiling at her.

"Well, thank you as well, Fang." She said glancing at Max. Max's head was slumped and her shoulders sagged as she pushed the spaghetti around on her plate. I wondered what was wrong but shrugged it off and dug into my plate.

After dinner I went and took a shower. I changed into black flannel pants. I heard a knock on my door and when I opened it I saw Max. At first she didn't notice anything and then she stared at my shirtless form.

"See anything special?" I asked with a smirk on my face. She glared and said "No. My mom wants me to tell you that I start teaching you about the farm tomorrow."

"Okay," I said and she walked to her room a few doors down.


Max POV

I went to knock on Fang's door. He opened it and I didn't notice for a second that he was shirtless. I stared for a second. He had abs, like a six pack.

He made a snarky comment about my staring and I glared before telling him why I was there. 

"Okay," was all he said. At that I turned and stalked to my own room making a point to close my door a little harder than normal.

What was with this dude? He was all cocky when I met him and then at dinner he was nice, which made me feel bad, now he was cocky again. I changed into Pajamas and decided he was bipolar before drifting off into sleep. 

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