America POV
As soon as the front door closed I ran up to my room and started sobbing.
Why would Aspen say that? Does he really not love me? Did he do all that acting just from money? I am not only sad and upset about This, but also furious!
As I continue sobbing upstairs I hear the front door open and then mom welcomes the guest as politely as she can.
If that Maxon guy is here already, I will be even more furious but also amazed. How does he get here so fast?
I gather myself up and walk downstairs. As I come around the corner, I see Maxon standing in the door way with two suitcases.
Wow. I think to myself. He's becoming a five and still has 2 suitcases.
I walk closer, smile and wave to him. The way he looks at me, looks as if he can tell I was crying.
As some weird dude is talking to mom, Maxon comes over to me.
"Sooooo" he says. "I hear your America." He finishes and extends his hand.
I politely take it and say "And I hear your Maxon." He chuckles a bit and then says "So you've heard." We share a smile then he clears his throat.
" This bag, well, it's a gift for you and your family to say thanks for taking me in." I nod and grab the bag from his hand.
I un-zip the zipper and look inside. It is full of clothes. I look up at him and smile. "Thanks." I say and he just nods.
I sip the green suitcase back up and take it up to my peaceful room. I wonder where Maxon is sleeping.
Just as I am about to exit, mom walks in. "You and May will be sleeping here while Prince Maxon will be taking over Mays room." She says. I nod, figuring out the answer to my question.
"Just Maxon." I correct her, she said prince. "Oopsies" she says with a giggle.
After a long awkward pause, mom finally perks up. "Sorry about Aspen, Ames" She says turning all serious again. "It's ok." I whisper and with that she leaves the room.***
For dinner that night, everyone had a little less because of the extra body.
It was obvious Maxon wasn't used to such little food, he ate it all so fast. I think he was expecting more, but he didn't get any.
I walked upstairs to my room, and I saw May's bed squashed up next to mine. There was now no space in my room.
I squeeze past the beds and walk over to my dresser. I open up the 2nd of two drawers and pull out my pyjamas.
I slide the shirt over my head and hop into my pants. Downstairs I see Maxon talking to my mom.
I huff. He's ruined my life. I head to go back upstairs to my room, but I trip on a step and hit my head. I scream in pain. Maxon come rushing over to me
"Are you ok?" He asks. I huff. "Get. Dad." I say then everything goes black.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
1071285rz for giving me a really nice comment. I also finished this update because of 1071285rz 's comment. I might post again tonight because I'm so bored. So yeah, thanks for reading, bye!
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FanfictionWhat if Prince Maxon Was a five? Something tragic happens and Maxon and America are forced to meet a different way. America shuns Maxon out in every way possible only to find out that makes Maxon love her more. The annoyed America lets Maxon take he...