MY KIND OF WOMAN || max mayfield

iii-the pollywog

sarah had slept at mike's again since she didn't want to endure his father's complaints.

"what are you thinking about?" 

they were lying on the ground in the basement "nothing, why?"

"you're smiling and your eyes are sparking, what's up?" mike scanned her.

sarah grinned and tried to hide a laugh coughing "something tells me a certain redhead's in your mind! come on, admit it!" mike started laughing and then sarah joined.

"alright, yeah, i'm thinking about her! happy now?" she asked.

"super happy, thanks!"  mike grinned, satisfied for his win.

then he looked at sarah and asked "is she gay?" 

"i don't know, i don't think so.." she looked sad now.

"hey, i don't want her to break your heart, alright?" mike looked at her and held her hand "you need to be sure she isn't gonna break your heart because she's straight and shit like that, okay?"

she put her head on mike's shoulder  "okay." she yawned.

"let's go to bed, yeah?" mike asked, but when he turned around, she was already asleep.

the next morning, at school, sarah was listening to the lesson and looking at max at the same time. 

she couldn't help but look at her read hair, her perfect nose, and those freckles under her eyes, and-

"i am so sorry, mr. clarke" dustin bursted in the classroom with the handy-trap from the day before, and sarah couldn't help but chuckle. "really, i'm so sorry. please continue with the class. don't mind me."

he turned to sarah and the others "we have to meet. all of us. at lunch, av club."

"why?" mike asked. "bet he found a lizard in his trash bin" sarah joked.

"exactly, sarah. thank you." he answered remembering how many times he found animals there and showed them to the others. 

sarah's smile fell. "wait, wh-"

"dustin and sarah!" mr. clarke called. "yes, my lord?" dustin answered while sarah mumbled a "sorry".

"would you two care to join the class now? thank you." they both nodded, then dustin turned to max. "av club. lunch." she raised her eyebrows with a thumbs-up.

great, sarah thought, my crush's gonna be there too. really great.

"his name is d'artagnan"

"oh! the three musketeers! got that reference, dude." sarah patted dustin's shoulder while looking carefully at that lizard.

dustin grabbed it "cute, right?". sarah looked closer "yeah, dustin. a lizard is supposed to be really cute, right guys?"

"shut up sarah" dustin elbowed her.

"and he was in your trash?" sarah looked up at max. "foraging for food" dustin answered. "you wanna hold him?"

when dustin looked at max, sarah saw a sparkle in his eye. she felt a bit of jealousy.

"no, no." max struggled to back away from the thing.

dustin put it in max's hands "he doesn't bite!"

"oh god he's slimy!" max passed it to sarah, who held him for three seconds, before passing it to lucas. "uhm, yeah. he's slimy and absolutely gross, dustin."