Fishing Trip//Max Joseph//Catfish: The TV Show//Catfish

*Chapter Nine*

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It was a dark and stormy night... no joke. The east coast of Florida is windy as hell right now. "And we just had to fly late." Ellie grabbed a suitcase that resembled hers from the conveyor belt. "Yep. It's mine," she assured herself, checking the tag.

"Okay, you guys ready?" Nev nodded and Max muttered a simple "mhmm." Ellie grabbed her suitcase and pulled the hood from Max's sweatshirt over her head. "God, it's so damn crowded in here. What're they giving out samples of up there?" Nev joked. Ellie chucked and stood on her tip toes to see ahead of them. Craning her neck, she struggled to look over a tall man.

Max kneeled to the ground and motioned to his shoulders. "Hop on," he offered, smirking. Nev flashed a smile. "Aww, really? Thanks, man!" Max's eyes widened as he heard Nev's words. "No way, dude!" he exclaimed, laughing. Nev shot him a look of mock disappointment and grinned.

"I meant Ellie," he clarified, rolling his eyes jokingly. "So," he added, turning his gaze to her expectantly. Ellie crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Promise you won't drop me?" Max shrugged and held out a hand for her to take. "We'll see," he said with a flirty grin. Ellie heard Nev grunt from a few feet away. "Get a room," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

Max and Ellie giggled at Nev's comment. She took his hand and bit her lip, feeling the electricity run up her arm. Max pushed her up and balanced her on his shoulders. "Don't drop me!" Ellie squealed, waving her hands out to the side for balance. Max reached up and grabbed her hands, steadying her.

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"Shotgun," Max announced as they reached the rental car. "No fair!" Ellie whined, messing up his hair. Max groaned and shook his head in attempt to fix it. "You know it's an hour long ride, right guys?" Nev questioned, unlocking the car. "Yeah, so if I get the back, I get to sleep," Ellie bragged. Max shrugged. "I get to film you sleeping."

Ellie chucked. "How do you know I didn't already film you sleeping?" Max's cheeks turned pink and his eyes widened. "You didn't," he whispered. Ellie turned towards the car, making sure Nev wasn't looking, then smirked and turned to face him. "I did," she whispered back, reaching up and pecking him on the lips. Ellie watched Max's cheeks turn a brighter shade of pink.

Ellie skipped the rest of the way to the car, leaving Max and his pink cheeks behind. She hopped in the backseat with a cocky grin. "Orlando, here we come! Ready, Nevie?"

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"This hotel is fucking huge," Ellie exclaimed. Nev chuckled. "No filter, Elle, no filter." She smiled at his comment and the nickname she had been given by the guys. "Makes me feel like a part of the group. Even if I'm only here for an episode or two."

The three walked into the lobby and rang a brass bell sitting on a desk. A happy guy with dreads jogged out of a back room. "Hey, you checkin' in?" Ellie stepped closer to the desk, leaning on her elbows. "Yeah. Three rooms," she answered, showing three fingers. "Ah, hold on."

Mr. Happy clicked onto his computer and typed in a password with practiced speed. Ellie had made herself busy with her phone, not paying attention. "Hey, lady?" Ellie looked up and raised her eyebrows. "I don't see a three-room reservation. I got a two-room, and a one."

"Uh... It should be under Schulman." She turned to Nev. "It's under Schulman, right?" Nev nodded and moved to stand next to her. "Three rooms," he confirmed. "Under Schulman." Mr. Happy shook his head, his brow furrowed. "No-" he trailed off. "Schulman... The two-room reservation is under Schulman, not three. Ellie and Nev looked at each other in confusion.

"Who made the reservations?"  They asked in unison. They turned to look at the crew. Ellie's eyes narrowed. "The only one who's blushing," she said, rolling her eyes. Max smiled a nervous half-grin. "Oops."

"What the hell, man?" Ellie saw how pissed Nev was. This was such an inconvenience. "I was so used to saying two. I'm really sorry." Ellie scoffed. "Well, way to make a girl feel great, Max. You know what," she added, turning back to Mr. Happy and Nev. "It's fine... It's fine. There are two rooms, three people, and two beds per room, right? So we can ju-"

Mr. Happy interrupted. "No, ma'am. One bed per room." Angry sighs and grunts of frustration filled the room. Nev chimed in, raising a hand to silence the room. "Me and Max can just share a room. We'll be fine." Ellie sighed. "No, I feel like such an inconvenience. Really, I'll bunk with Dumbass, here." A couple of cameramen chuckled in the crowd.

Max stepped forward. "Yeah, I mean, that'll be cool right? Me and Ellie can just share a room. 'Cause Nev's got some of the camera stuff, and all the laptops and tripods. It'll just work out better." Nev smiled an angry, sarcastic grin. "You know what would've worked out even better?" He didn't wait for an answer. "If you hadn't fucked up the reservations in the first place."

"Okay, okay," Ellie intervened. She turned to Nev. "You'd kill 'em if you had to share a room with him... let alone, a bed." Ellie shook her head. "I'll sleep with Dumbass. It'll be fine." Ellie returned to her spot at the front desk. "Okay, yeah. The Schulman reservation is ours."

"Now comes the questionable part... Actually sharing a room with him."

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