Saturday, October 22, 2005

   AEGFF, Chapter 9!
Here's AEGFF, on time for the first time in a few weeks! Enjoy!

Chapter 9

Tera did make her teammates work hard. The weeks went by quick, with class, studying and practicing. Max found himself in the library, where his father often felt the urge to try and help him study. Of course, he would often trip on something and end up throwing the books at Max, who would get knocked out of his chair and onto the floor. Tera was often studying with him. In a few short weeks, they’d become very close friends.

“So, you didn’t take good ol’ Stuff Bear to college? But the poor guy’s gonna be all alone!” Tera cooed, grinning at her friend. He punched her lightly in the arm, and she did the same. They often talked about silly, pointless things like that, for every day for a few weeks. Well, every day except Thursday. She always managed to slip off on those days, leaving Max with P.J. and Bobby for guy time.

“Have you ever wondered why Tera’s never around on Thursday?” Max asked, bringing up the subject again. They constantly found themselves taking about it each Thursday, and since it was raining outside, they’d closed the skate park for the day. P.J. sighed; he’d figured they’d gone through all of the possibilities already. However, each seemed less plausible than the first. They’d gone from the idea of being a serial killer to the idea of being a secret agent. Yes, the ideas seemed immature, but they needed to find out why she was gone.

“Maybe she just went somewhere where it isn’t raining to practice, bro?” Bobby suggested, the roar of a motorcycle reaching their ears. It grew nearer, then fainter, obviously traveling out somewhere. Max stood up, pulling on his raincoat and his skate boarding gear.

“Where are you going, Max?” P.J. asked, taking a sip off his coffee. Max looked back and told them he was going to follow her and see where she was going. He then winked and told them that if he didn’t come back, she was definitely a serial killer. Then, he was gone, skateboarding through the abandoned streets through the rain. Tera’s motorcycle was easily seen through the rain; it cleared the air a lot. Tera turned in the direction of the cemetery, which confused Max.

“The cemetery? Why would she want to go there?” Max asked himself, following behind her. She didn’t seem to notice him, because she hopped off her motorcycle once she’d arrived, whipped out an umbrella, and walked off quickly, heading through the cemetery as though she’d done it many times before. Max followed her, picking up his skateboard and holding it over his head. Eventually, he traced her to a grave with the name “Mamoru Aoki” carved into it.

“Hello big brother.” Tera said, kneeling down and placing her hand on the tombstone, “it’s nice to see you again. I’m sorry I didn’t bring flowers… they were closed today.” She sniffled, and it was evident that she was crying. When she stood up and turned around, she saw Max, and looked surprised. Max cringed, expecting her to be angry. When she rushed at him, he was expecting her to give him a hard hit, but he received a hug.

“What are you doing here Max?” Tera cried, her sobs muffled by having buried her face into Max’s chest, “I should’ve just told you guys what I was doing… but I didn’t want to seem weak.” She looked up into Max’s eyes, figuring the redness of blush in his cheeks was from the cold weather. He smiled down at her, brushing her now soggy hair out of her eyes.

“We wouldn’t think you were weak. You’re mourning your big brother; I don’t think that anyone could go without mourning someone who was close to them like that.” Max grinned, looking into her grateful looking eyes. That moment was the first of a few intimate moments between the two. They’d almost kissed (for real, this time), but when lightning struck three miles away, they’d been scared stiff.

“Quick Max, hop on my motorcycle. Let’s get out of here.” Tera said, closing her umbrella and running back to her motorcycle. He followed behind her, his sopping wet hair concealing the happy look in his eyes. ‘Perhaps there might be some chemistry between us after all…’ Max and Tera thought, the same sort of ideas running through their minds as the left the cemetery.

Well, there you go. I wanted to use that later, but I was planning to put it after Thanksgiving... which would take forever for how the story is progressing thus far. Remember to comment on the story, peoplez!
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