Author's Note:
Sorry I once again took forever to post a new part. I've been really busy with school and then I tried to post and it wouldn't let me. Hopefully, this time it will go through. I hope to post at least once a week from now on. Please continue to leave feedback. I tend to post more frequently when I know people are waiting to read it.

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want
Your story to remain untold
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you'll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night
You say you'll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you want
Your love to work out right
To last with me through the night
You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold
All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...

Part 6

Isabel woke on Saturday morning to find her parents had gone out for the day. Max wasn’t awake yet, and as it was almost 11:00, she wanted to go. Knocking on his door, she heard him mumble, “Go away!”

“Max,” Isabel whined. “Come on…”

“I’m sleeping. Go away,” came the still muffled reply.

“We’re going to The Crashdown to pick up Liz,” said Isabel, hoping her brother would take the bait. It wasn’t entirely a lie. They were picking up Liz. Just not until after they picked up Maria and went shopping. “I’ll be waiting for you downstairs,” added Isabel, not hearing any response.

A few minutes later, while flipping through the channels on the television, Isabel heard Max come down the stairs.

“Good morning!” she said cheerfully.

“Ugh. Too energetic. No wonder you get along with those cheerleader girls,” said Max.

Isabel frowned. “I’m just kidding,” said Max.

Smiling again, Isabel headed for the jeep. Max climbed into the passenger seat. When they pulled into Maria’s driveway he seemed to regain his senses.

“I thought we were picking up Liz?” he said.

“We are. After we pick up Maria and go shopping,” answered Isabel.

“I’ve been duped,” said Max, slumping into his seat, his excitement palpable only when compared to unconscious people.

“Hi Isabel! Hi Max!” said Maria, getting in the car.

“Why is everyone so cheerful?” groaned Max.

“I woke him up,” explained Isabel, “and he thought we were going right to Liz’s.”

Maria giggled. “Are you going to ask her out?”

Max blushed deeply. “Oh, give it up, Max. It’s so obvious you like her.”

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Max, Isabel, and Maria were eating lunch at one of the restaurants in the mall. Max, surprising himself, was even having fun with his sister and Maria. He was also looking forward to seeing Liz in a few minutes. After being pestered by Maria, he wouldn’t tell her, but he was going to ask Liz out.

“Isabel, Max, hi!” said a voice, interrupting Max’s thoughts. He looked up and saw two of the girls from the night before and another girl he didn’t recognize. She had curly blonde hair, and a fake smile plastered onto her face. He could definitely understand why Liz and Maria didn’t like Isabel’s other friends. The girl had just purposely ignored Maria.

“Hi Tiffany,” said Isabel. Max was a little pleased to note the lack of enthusiasm in Isabel’s voice.

“This is Christine’s older sister, Tess. She’s Max’s age,” said Tiffany.

“I’m very pleased to meet you,” she said, only acknowledging Max. “I do hope we can get together sometime. I’d love to get to know you more intimately.”

“It’s, umm…nice to meet you,” said Max.

“Bye, now,” said Maria condescendingly, as if she were talking to small children. Then standing up, she grabbed Isabel’s arm and left. Max followed behind them.

“My god!” exclaimed Maria, once they were in the parking lot. “Could Tess have thrown herself at Max anymore! I’d love to get to know you more intimately,” mocked Maria. “Maybe she could have added I want to get in your pants. Why don’t you come over at 3:00?”

“Why don’t we forget Tess, and go get Liz,” suggested Isabel diplomatically, trying to be more positive.

TBC