One voice in a sea of . . . Glitter. [OPEN]

[Max Darke]

Max was not having a good day at all. She took a walk into the woods and had a few hyper nymphs blocking her path, so Max couldn't get through. Then she'd had a freaking heart attack when she saw Dina try to smack this kid, Jason I think was his name, around, so Max had to protect him. Then there was the whole thing about her shoes that have been gone for about five days now.

Maxine slumped into the Arts 'n' Crafts, she just wanted some alone time. And this seemed like the place. She sat down on a bench and looked at some glittery thing left to dry. It was obviously some kids work. It was really blurry because of Max's stupid eyes. Unlike most, she didn't have dyslexia. She just is developing the need for glasses. She probably had her whole life, but is just noticing more at camp because of all the dang reading going on.

Max got so tired of trying to look at it she swiped it off the table then let out a frustrated cry and slammed her head on the table. Why did life have to be bad?? Why did some people get to sit back and relax eating a bag of potato chips while she dealt with the buttholes and the monsters and everything else?? Sometimes Max even felt like it was the gods, getting back at her for something.

She felt like that, but she didn't feel sorry for herself. She wasn't that type. Max was the kind of Gal that would have moments like this, preparing her to deal with whatever else life throws at her, then she's her normal, indestructible Max. She picked up her head off the table and just leaned in and rubbed her temples.

She let out a slight groan as the door opened. She looked over to see who it was, praying it wasn't some stupid consular to tell her that she needs to go to her classes. Max didn't even bother to look, she just sat there. And then Max was really hoping that they wouldn't talk to her, when the person sat down next to her. Oh gods please help.


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Muse: ALIVE!!
Notes: For all of you out there, my advice is to not annoy max, just sayin' . . .

[James Darkwood]

He let his fingers go off of the arrow. The silver arrow shot from James Darkwood's fingertips and onto the circle target. Pop. The arrow shot straight into the middle of the target. Bulls-eye. Perfect shot. Whammo. BA-BAMMM! Jamie did a little happy dance. Celebrate with art? he asked himself definitely. he decided. James slung his bow and arrows over his back and went out for the Arts and Crafts place-a-ma-jig.

When Jamie strolled down to the place with ease. He saw a few girls look at him funny but that was really it. An uneventful walk. It was a hot Saturday so Jamie flipped off his black leather jacket, making sure not to sweat. Sweaty boys aren't charmers. Jamie opened the door only to see a crabby Maxine Darke.

Jamie had always loved Maxine Darke. They were in a cabin together, and though she had just arrived, Jamie could tell what type of demigod she was. She was one of those emotional ones that had lost family. Jamie understood her pain. He walked over to where she was sitting, totally unafraid of her bad mood. He looked at her sympathetically "Hey, Maxy." he greeted. The name clearly offended her because she scowled harshly "What's got your panties in a bunch?" he asked curiously.

Jamie was always nosing up into people's personal life. He was plotting to make Max fall in love with him, but it wasn't working. He just looked at her with that priceless smile and ginger/brown hair. She seemed offended by his cheerful attitude.

[Max Darke]

"Hey, Maxy."

Max twitched at the name but choose not to say anything about it. She needed time alone before she was ready to kill someone. "What's got your panties in a bunch?" Max looked at the fearless ginger and said ''The idiot red-head that's stalking me.''

James was one of the only boys who tried to peruse her. Ever. Until she met Jamie she had NEVER been hit on. She was very pretty, yes, but most guys her age where scared of her, or just thought she was to mean for that kind of thing, and max has gotta admit, she liked it that way. She didn't want some guy chasing after her. She liked it where the boys thought she was dangerous. This boy seemed to think she was dangerous in a sexy way.

Oh gods . . .

''Jamie, for the millionth time, I am not attracted to you in ANY way. Get it through your dumb ginger head!!'' Max told him, her tone had an edge of steel in it that usually burned right through people. Maxine got up and when he slid around on the bench to look at her, she bent down in his face. ''Leave. Me. Alone.'' She said. They where right at eye level, Max looked him in his big brown eyes just to prove that she meant business.

The next thing that happened was the probably the weirdest thing that had ever happened to a certain sixteen year old. And reflecting on that, she still has no idea what she feels like about it. It was just strange.


Words: 279
Muse: Weheheh! OH YEAH
Notes: When I wrote that, I had a strange vision in my head that he would kiss her. So I built it up to that xD

[James Darkwood]

Jamie looked at her all innocently.

''The idiot red-head that's stalking me.''
"Stalking wouldn't be the right word to say." he said with a grin. "I would say more like hitting you...and, trust me, don't fall for my brother instead...he's innocent." he continued. This was too funny. Max was obviously slipping in.

This is why Regan never had as many girlfriends as Jamie. Because he was so soft. Girls like the tough guys, the living-life-off-the-edge guys. Not the soft, cute guys. Jamie could give a girl that edge. And that's what he saw Max wanted. Max liked guys with that "I will punch you" attitude. And that's what Jamie was going to give her.

''Jamie, for the millionth time, I am not attracted to you in ANY way. Get it through your dumb ginger head!!''
"Nuh-uh-uh!" said Jamie "I ain't givin' up until you love me...so I would stop trying to act all un-attracted becaus you totally are." Jamie knew it was true. Max knew that he wouldn't give up, and she liked his boldity and patience with her. She loved it. Jamie was winning. "By the way, Maxy...nice scary gaze, that's cute for a girl...and your eyes are adorable...so natural...so hard." Jamie was flattering her senseless. It was kind of easy, but not THAT easy. Maxine wasn't that sappy.

[Max Darke]

"Stalking wouldn't be the right word to say."

Max furrowed her brow. "I would say more like hitting you...and, trust me, don't fall for my brother instead...he's innocent." Max just brought up her hand and gave him a rude gesture that only required one finger.

At this point Max was thoroughly annoyed. He thought he could talk to her that way? Max was ready to send him to Tartarus. That idiot! He was so cocky! I mean like she would actually like him! Psshh, no way in Hades!

"I ain't givin' up until you love me...so I would stop trying to act all un-attracted because you totally are." Max, ready to throw this kid out the window, brought up her hand. With a small lurch she punched him in the gut.

Max had to admit that that was a fail. She needed her alone time to be able to have the courage and strength to really make it hurt.

"By the way, Maxy...nice scary gaze, that's cute for a girl...and your eyes are adorable...so natural...so hard.'' Huhuhuhuh! He actually thought she was being flattered? Oh man, so not true. Max was more totally ticked at him. She readied herself to give a snide remark when James cut her off.

[James Darkwood]

When Max gave Jamie the finger, he pushed her finger down, and kissed her. On the lips, for about ten seconds, until Maxy must have realized what she was doing and pushed him off. Jamie gave her this look that said "yeah, you are SO falling in".

Jamie looked at her for a few seconds until the chick punched him in the gut. Jamie showed no sign of any pain what-so-ever. "That was a sad punch." he commented. Max didn't say anything...she still seemed a bit dazed that he had just kissed her and she had punched him.

Jamie stared at Max, and Max stared at Jamie. That's when Max totally started flipping out. Jamie, of course, acted like it was totally nothing. Even when Max did punch him somewhere that you REEAAAALLYY shouldn't a guy in.

[Max Darke]

Jamie kissed her. kissed her. For a moment she had no idea what was going on. She didn't exactly kiss him back, but she didn't push him away, she was in a strange halfwardly way between murdering him, and running off, almost crying. She just didn't know what to do.

Max laid her hand on his shoulder and pushed him back so hard he knocked over the craft table. Damn! That boy just didn't show pain!! He said something Max didn't quiet get. She opened her mouth and started to say something, then shut it. She continued this several more times before coming to her senses.

She punched him as hard as she could in the arm(which is pretty hard, I might add) then kicked him where it counts. She pushed him into the wall again and backed away as if she didn't want to catch his imaginary disease.

''How dare you!! You can't just do that! If you had even a shred of self respect, you wouldn't just kiss them! Do you know all the crud that you just caused me by doing that!? I'm not playing anymore, James. I hate you. For kissing me and . . .'' Max screamed. She let her voice trail off before totally running out of the rooms.

And of course, someone stopped her. This REALLY wasn't her day.

[James Darkwood]

''How dare you!! You can't just do that! If you had even a shred of self respect, you wouldn't just kiss them! Do you know all the crud that you just caused me by doing that!? I'm not playing anymore, James. I hate you. For kissing me and . . .''

Max bolted out. Jamie had to admit, the girl was fast, too bad he was faster. Jamie was quick and slick, and knew what to do. He had delt with stuff like that. He went out of the window instead of chasing after Max. He stopped her, picked her up, and slung her over his shoulder.

Wherever he was going, and he didn't know where, Max must have kicked his back a billion times on the way. But Jamie didn't care. He just kept walking, no matter how bad it hurt or how hard she kicked, he wasn't going to give up or show any pain. He was going to show Maxine Darke that he was tough. So he tried making conversation.

"I think you have temper problems." he said. Max kicked harder. "Which is totally awesome." Max kicked even harder. "And I think you need to cool it...you're always crabby...loosen up, Maxy, loosen up." Jamie knew that Max knew that it was so true. Jamie didn't lie about stuff like that. Max was going to fall in eventually, definitely, oh totally, she was going to fall.

[Max Darke]

Max finally stopped struggling and just went along with it. She thought Jamie was stupid, attacking her when she was weakest. And she knew that he knew that that was rightt, that she needed to think about life before hand, so she could struggle with it later. Aries is using up her last fifty words so hehehehe laaalallaal dee there's a hamster eating my burrito. Wait, THAT HAMSTER'S EATING MY BURRITO?? GIVE IT TO ME, HAMSTER!

''Put me down! I can walk you know.'' she sneered. Jamie was still carrying her. Max almost growled before doing and expert chop right at his neck which pinched the nerve, causing him to drop her. Max got up, dusted herself off and stood in front of him. ''So? What are you doing, where in Hades are you taking me?''

Max knew it would be weak to try and run, so she didn't when James started walking again,Max walked along side him. She at least had to hear what he had to say. I mean, maybe that would help her figure out how to get rid of him.
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[James Darkwood]

Jamie just walked. He walked for awhile. Then, when he was halfway to his mystery destination, Max sneered something at him that he didn't really listen to and bit him on the neck. Stupid hot vampire chicks. He dropped her.

''So? What are you doing, where in Hades are you taking me?''
Jamie didn't respond. He just kept walking. Then he reached the forest. He saw, out of the corner of his eye, Max raise an eyebrow at him. Then, he walked straight into the forest, Maxine Darke trailing behind him out of sheer curiousity.

It didn't take Jamie that long to find what he was looking for. A monster. A really big hellhound was sitting in the middle of a small clearing between four trees. Jamie slung his bow and arrows off of his back, notched an arrow, and shot the oblivious monster. It burned to dust.

When Max questioned his act he just answered with a simple "For fun." and kept walking.

[Max Darke]

After the monster was dead, Max put a hand on her hips. ''I don't have a weapon, Genius.'' She told him. The raging lunatic was gonna her her killed! Not that death was any worse than his company. Max didn't really care to take her dagger around. She preferred more old-fashioned types of brawling, fist fights.

She turned around on her heel and walked out ''I dunno about you, but I've got some revenge to get, some pranks to pull and some alone time to be used. So if you do or don't mind, I'm leaving before some monster kills me because of you.''

She kept walking and started jogging, then running. It was quite annoying to know that there was some idiot chasing after you. Max finally got back to the arts 'n' crafts building and went it, confident that she had lost that loser.

When inside, she slammed her head on the table. ''When will the jerk learn? I just am not attracted to him in any way . . .'' she said to herself. She turned her head so she could see around her and almost had a heart attack.

''Ahhh! My gods, don't you know not to scare someone when they're cursing your name!?'' She told Jamie who had watched her the whole time.