Okay, thanks for all the reviews. I'm really grateful. Here's chapter five like I promised. Remember, I said I wouldn't leave you hanging this time. I intend to keep my word. So without further do, here it is. Enjoy.
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Age is Nothing but a Number
The smell of the coffee wakes me up. Almost like those stupid Folgers commercials and now I feel a little stupid for waking up to it. But damn, can't really blame a girl for liking her coffee. I don't tell Logan though that I actually like my decaf coffee. I mean, if I were to tell him, that'd mean me loosing our bet. And that shit aint happen'n soon.
I look at the clock and it reads 7:15. I wonder how long he's been awake. I smile as I think something must have woken him up otherwise his ass would still be sleeping.
I stretch out and sit up, holding the black sheets against my naked form. I don't even bother getting clothed. Instead, I walk into the bathroom and get ready to shower. After last night, I need one. I smile as I think about that.
I step in front of the sink and glance at the mirror. Wow. My hair looks like shit. I mean it's all over the place. With my hands I try to smooth out the bumps but after a while I simply give up.
I see the small red hickey by my collarbone. I smile. He's always liked this spot. Don't know why. But at least he makes it so I can easily hide it with my tank tops. Unlike me, sometimes I forget and the next day I have to say sorry.
I think I did it again last night. I shrug. Oh well.
I turn towards the bath and turn on the faucet. Once it's to my liking, I put it on the shower head. I let loose of the sheet and step in. The warm water is so relaxing. I stay there for a moment, not moving. I just let the water run from my head down to my toes. I've always loved warm showers, especially baths, but right now aint a time for that.
After making sure my hair is completely soaked I reach for my shampoo. Its smell is of lavender, soft, feminine and not too girly. I place a small amount on my palm and gently work it onto my scalp.
Aint it weird how we do the things we do? Honestly. I mean we come into the world not knowing how to do anything but breath, eat and take a crap. And before you know it, you're walking, talking, and bathing yourself; pretty impressive shit.
I slightly chuckle. What the hell am I even thinking? I swear my mind loves to wonder about the dumbest things.
I wonder if he's cooked breakfast yet. Having rinsed out the first round of soap off my body, I reach for the soap and start repeating the process. Have I mentioned Logan is a god in the kitchen? Well aside from being a god in the bedroom, but right now I'm actually hungry for food although when you combine the two, that really does work out.
I laugh at my own stupid thought. Maybe I need to see the Looney people. Eh, who cares?
I step out of the shower and reach for the dark navy blue towel. After drying myself off I wrap this incredibly soft baby blue bath robe I got as a present. I walk towards the mirror and wipe off the fog. Maybe I took too hot of a shower.
I glance at the mirror and really look at myself. It's weird how much I've changed in 3 years. Physically I've grown up, well no duh, huh. And emotionally I'm so much stronger, and mentally I'm older than many girls my age.
I guess that's only logical as a teen parent. But it wasn't just Sky that changed me. Logan helped so much as well. The things that happened for us to get here are what really helped us grow. It wasn't like our lives were this easy. It's actually easier now then before the baby. Before Sky we had to deal with some serious bitches.
I mean, us girls are such bitches. I should know; I am one. And if there is any girl out there that disagrees, show her to me and I'll debate her ass and in 5 minutes tops she'll change her mind. Because it's the truth. Girls are bitches. They do anything to get what they want.
I smile. I'm saying they as if I aint one. Granted I can be a bitch most times but only if you deserve it. Otherwise, I'm okay.
Unlike that bitch Valerie, she's just a bitch 24/7. I still get pissed when I think of her. Even though I haven't seen her since Sky was born. I'll never forget the first day I met that ho. Given, there were many times after that that haven't been all peachy but…….
I chuckle. That was one hell of a night.
"No way, sugah, are you going dressed like that!" Cindy proclaimed, pointing a finger at her best friend. She looked Max over while wrinkling her nose. "You get invited to hot boys' friends party n' you don't even dress up? Good thing I gots your back girl."
"What? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Max asked. Truthfully, she thought she did okay. Some nice jeans, a nice red tank top, and she even wore her nicer shoes. She had never been the girly type like Cindy.
"Is all wrong that's what. Look if your man asks you out, you gatta look good for your man. First off, no pants girl. This is a date. Wear something nicer."
"He aint my man, and I happen to think I do look nice!" Max whined.
"He aint your man yet, and I didn't say you didn't look nice, I just think you could look nicer." As she finished her sentence, Cindy walked over to Max's closet. "Now, let's see what we can find in this raggedy closet of yours." She said, searching through her clothes.
Max knew better than to fight OC in these kind of matters so she simply sat down on her bed, waiting for whatever outfit OC picked out.
"Okay, I gots the perfect outfit and you cant change it, okay girl?" OC stated, waking over to Max.
"Aiight lets see what you got."
Cindy laid down the outfit and Max just stared. "You want me to wear that?" OC just laughed.
About an hour and a half later the girls where finally done. OC had gone all out and did Max's hair and nails. She silently was grateful to be Max's friend otherwise the girl would go out in a potato sack thinking it was okay.
As they were doing the finishing touches, the door bell rang.
"That's him!" Max said excitedly.
"Chica, calm down. I'll go get it aiight. You put this on," She said, handing Max the lip gloss. "And then come down stairs."
OC walked out of the room and down the steps. Before she got there Logan had already rang the bell three times.
"Gheez, this guy is impatient" She silently whispered.
She walked over to the door and opened it.
"Hi, I'm here for Max."
Cindy just eyed Logan for a second.
"She'll be out in a minute. I'm OC" She said extending her hand.
Logan took her hand and shook it. "I'm…"
"Logan," Cindy cut him off. "Yeah, I know."
Logan simply smiled.
"Come in" Cindy told him, moving out of the way.
Logan stepped inside and Cindy led him to the living room.
"Park it" She said taking a seat in front of him.
"Let's just get some things clear aiight." She alleged, sternly looking over Logan.
"Okay." He didn't know what she was going to say at him, but it didn't sound good.
"Max is my homegirl. I've known her forever. And she don't normally go out with anybody. So you best feel special about that. And, if you ever, ever hurt her, I will beat on your skinny ass, got it?"
Logan smiled. "Got it. Don't worry, OC, that aint going to happen."
"Good." Was her response.
"Ahem" Max cleared her throat, getting both of their attention.
Cindy just smiled. Man was she good.
Logan almost choked on his own tongue and if his eyes weren't attached to his sockets, they would have popped out. She looked amazing.
She was wearing a jean skirt that ended slightly above her knees, but on her left thigh, the slit rose up about six inches, showing off her amazing thighs. She wore a burgundy top that hugged just the right places. The cut off by her breasts was perfect; only showing the right amount of cleavage without looking trashy. On her feet she wore cute black slip on heels, not too fancy or too casual. Her make up was done as a natural tone. And her eyes stood out perfectly; those big brown eyes with thick black curly eyelashes. Logan knew he'd never be able to disagree with her with those eyes. And her hair was perfect. She was just perfect.
Max began to blush under Logan's gaze. And soon enough tried to get his attention.
"You ready to go?" She asked, bringing him out of the trance.
"Huh? Oh, um, yeah. Ready" He quickly spoke.
The whole time OC just sat back and admired them. Watched as Logan had gone goggley-eyed and Max blushed into a red tomato. She wanted to laugh really. She had never gotten her to blush and here, this hot boy did it without even trying.
"Aiight you two, get outta here!" She waved at them.
They both said their goodbyes to Cindy and left out the door. Closing the door, OC couldn't help but chuckle.
"Those two got it bad!"
"You clean up good, Max" Logan complimented her as he opened the door to the car. "I mean, not that you weren't when I first met you, I mean its not that you aren't always good looking, it's…"
"Logan," She laughed, "You're a dork. And thanks for the compliment. You don't look too shabby yourself." She said, sitting in the car.
Mentally kicking himself / what are you twelve? / Logan walked to the other side of the car and got in.
"So, you ready?" He asked her as he took off.
"You're going to have fun. You'll like Bling; he's like the male version of Cindy actually. But straight" He finished smiling; causing Max to laugh.
Around fifteen minutes later they arrived at Blings house.
"Logan." Max said as she glanced out the window. "You said it would only be a couple of friends. I bet you whole school is here!"
Logan laughed. "Is Maxie scared?"
"Please!" She responded. "Me scared? Of what?"
"Exactly, come on Max. It'll be fun"
"Fine but if you ditch me I'm ganna kick your ass, cute or no."
"So you think my ass is cute?" He toyed with her.
"Just as much as you think of mine, babe" She quickly replied. / Loggie, don't think you even know me /
He laughed. "Feisty woman"
"You bet your ass"
"You wanna pet my what?" He teased her. / I know you better than you think, Max /
"Ha, ha" Max said smiling.
Laughing, he grabbed her hand and together they made their way into the house. It was crowded beyond believe. Max had heard that Logan and Bling were really popular in school but this was over the top. Drunken teenagers already passed out on the floor, other cheering each other on to chug down the beer. A couple of them making out, others taking it too far.
She looked to the other side where she saw a red headed girl practically eating Logan with her eyes. As soon as they landed on Max, she dissed her out.
/ what the hell was that? / She thought. / that bitch don't even know me /
"That's Valerie. Don't pay attention to her." Logan whispered into her ear. Max shivered as his voice and warm breath hit her neck. How he had such a strong affect on her, she didn't know.
Nodding, she held his hand tighter and kept walking with him.
"Yo, Bling!" Logan said, as he met up with his friend. They shook hands and hugged.
/ Men and their "manly" hello's / Max thought as she saw them greet each other.
Bling then turned his attention to the girl besides Logan. He wasn't lying when he said she wasn't like any other girl.
"So, this is Max. Aiight, aiight" He said looking at her. "I'm Bling"
"Max." She responded, taking his hand and greeting him.
"So, you're the Max Logan wont shut up about." He laughed as Logan grunted. "You should have seen him yesterday. All freaked out 'cause you wouldn't call him."
"Bling, Shut up, man" Logan said.
Max was just smiling the whole time. "Yeah, I got him already, don't worry Bling."
That made him laugh. "I like her. She's a keeper, Logan."
Logan simply shook his head. "You want anything to drink?" He asked Max.
"Sure" She replied. Logan held her glace for a second and then left to get them drinks.
In the corner across, Valerie saw Logan leave Max's side and head for the kitchen. Smirking, she followed him.
"So Max, where you go to school?" Bling thought he could get to know this woman. After all, she is the one that whipped Logan. The thought made him smile.
"Lincoln High. How's Stathmore?" She asked him, taking a seat on one of the stools.
"Same, full of rich snobby asses, thinking they're the shit. And Lincoln?"
"Same, except for the rich part"
He laughed. "Yeah, I guess all high schools suck no matter where you go, huh"
"Yeah. Can't say I'm looking forward to school beginning again next week"
"I feel ya, but this is my last year so I guess it isn't too bad. You though, you still have what? Like two years left?"
"Yeah, finally out of the freshman group and into the sophomore one."
"Don't worry, before you know it, you'll be in our shoes. Time goes by quickly."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Man, good thing we aint choking otherwise we'd be dead. Logan is a freaking tortoise."
Max laughed. "I know, he's taking forever isn't he."
"Why don't you go get him? The kitchen is to the left over there" Bling said pointing.
Max got up and made her way through the crowded house. Pushing some people that first pushed her; she quickly made her way out of, what she called a damn mosh pit.
She walked next to the kitchen where she heard Logan's voice and some other girl talking.
"Valerie, leave me alone ok."
"Oh, come on Loggie, you can't be seriously interested in that thing you brought with you tonight. I know you did it on purpose to get me jealous." She approached Logan and caressed his arm. "You and I both know we still have something…special" She finished, her face close to Logan's.
"Actually no," He said pushing her off "I brought Max because I like her. She has nothing to do with you. You and I are over Val; get it through your thick head."
"You're going to show me your what, Loggie? Come on, it's not like you're dating her." Valerie once again got close to him, only this time landing a kiss on his lips.
"Val, stop. I'm not doing this to Max" He pushed her off.
"Max? Why the hell do you care so much about her?" The action had gotten Valerie furious. No one had ever rejected her; no one. "To begin with, what kind of name is Max? And second of all, she's a little girl Loggie, and what you need is a real woman."
"Well then you need to show him one 'cause I don't see one in here" Max stepped in. She had about enough of this talking slut.
Logan looked up at Max and saw her mad for the first time. Something told him this was going to get pretty ugly, pretty soon.
"Why don't you go beg up with someone else, he aint interested!" Max told her.
"I know he isn't interested in you! You're just a little piece of ass he picked up on his way here!"
"One, you don't know shit about me, and two I aint you, I don't screw everything in pants in front of me, I actually keep my legs closed, dear Val"
"Why you little bitch" Val launched at Max whom quickly dodged out of her way, making Valerie hit nothing but the clear air.
Getting even madder for making her miss, she screamed and launched herself at Max again; this time taking them both down to the floor. Tossing and turning, they both swung at each other. Valerie landed a nice punch to Max's check and upper lip, splitting it open.
/ oh, bitch it's on now, you ruined OC's mak'n / she thought of her make over.
She flipped her over, so now Max was on top and laid a nice punch onto Valerie's left eye.
/ Ganna need way more than makeup to cover that bitch up / Max thought. And she quickly punched Val on the nose, hearing a loud crack and a pool of blood smear down her face.
"Ahhhhhh" Val yelled. "You bitch you broke my nose!"
Getting off of Valerie, Max stood up and looked down, admiring her work.
"Yeah, well why don't you go back to that ass of a plastic surgeon that took your asses skin and put it on you lips. I'm sure he'll do a great job with that nose."
Logan walked up to a breathless Max and took her hand. "Come on, lets go" He gently said, kissing her hand.
Max licked her lips and winced as she touched the cut.
"Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly.
"I'll live." She smiled.
"Come on; let's go get you cleaned up." He led them to the bathroom and once inside he closed the door and locked it.
"Hop on the counter" He motioned towards her.
Following his instructions, Max sat on the counter, watching attentively as Logan took care of her.
After finding some alcohol, he dabbed some onto a cloth.
"Gonna burn a little" He warned. He got in-between her legs and lifted her chin up to him. With her sitting on the counter, they were now to eye level.
"It's okay." She whispered. It felt so good to have him this close. She could smell his soft yet manly cologne and that hint of smell that was uniquely Logan's. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
/ I don't think I could ever get tired of this smell / she thought.
Meanwhile Logan was going through his own mind turmoil.
/ my god, she's beautiful. She smells so good. Like lavender, and something else; something totally Max. /
He took the cloth and gently dabbed it onto her lip. She winced as it made contact with her sensitive skin, but then felt the cool air, coming from Logan's lips.
She opened her eyes and saw him gently blowing air only mere centimeters from her face.
"Sorry" He whispered, still so close to her.
"Its okay" She weakly managed out.
Logan reached for a small strand of hair and moved it out her face. Her skin felt so soft, so smooth, that Logan almost begged for the hair to return, so he'd get to do it again.
"You're going to have a nice shiner tomorrow" He said, glancing at her right cheek.
"Yeah" She smiled. "War scars, good to tell stories with."
He laughed. "Always finding the best in every situation, aren't you?"
"Always" She smiled.
END OF FLASHBACK
Damn, to think we could have had our first kiss there. But no, some drunken idiot decided to hit the door and break our perfect moment. Bastard.
I put away all the stuff I use in the morning back in its place. I always have to practically kick Logan's ass to do the same. And he's supposed to be the neat freak, not me.
I walk out to the bedroom and the smell hits my nostrils. It smells like pancakes and bacon. My favorite. Damn it smells good. That hubby of mine sure as hell knows how to get brownie points.
I walk outside just wearing the bath robe and some slippers. I see Logan working in the kitchen and smile. He's such a sweetie. I walk over to the nursery and see that Alexis is already awake.
"Hey sweetheart, did you have a good night?" I ask her as I pick up her small form.
I check her diaper and see that it's still okay. "Let's go with daddy then." I tell her, giving her a small peck on her baby fat cheeks.
I contently walk out to the kitchen and this time Logan actually spots me. Giving me his million watt smile, I grin back at him. I swear I fall in love with him every time he smiles at me. Seriously, the man is gorgeous.
Thanks to whoever loves me up above. I don't think I could have asked for more. Given, our lives haven't been all perfect, but hell, who's has.
There are always bumps on the road of life. And there sure as hell are falls. But it's what you do once you fall to get you back up that counts. It's in those moments where you grow and become stronger.
Life isn't always about successes or how far you've gone. In the end, all that matters is being next to the one you love. You can get far in life, but without that one person, you'll always feel left behind.
Cheesy end I know, I'm sorry.
I hope you liked it though.
Chapter six will be up soon enough.
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