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BanaBatGirl
Yeah, Maximus, why did you have to yank me aside and reprimand me like I'm five years old? Annie echoed Colin in her head. Maybe Rex was the better brother. She was definitely starting to get that impression if the Professionals had anything to say about it.
Annie promptly let go of her hair like her hand had been slapped. She folded her arms instead and leaned away from Max - mean ole Maximus with his panties in a bunch. Hmph.
"Blatant flirting?!?!1!! Well maybe you should stop your moping and organize the kids into lines!" the redhead grumbled. She wasn't going to admit out loud that the flirting had been that obvious.
She had to bite her lip from chuckling at his face, though, when he brought up snogging. "Suuuure we're the champions but it's all about getting their autographs," she shook her head. "And if I didn't know you better, I'd say you sound jealous, Maxi, absolutely jealous." There, she'd said it! "Do you happen to know of any good bushes around here anyways? There is the broomshed over there...hmm..." she trailed off just to annoy him and tapped one finger on her chin as if she were truly considering sneaking off with Hottie McScotty.
Letting her eyes casually drift back toward Colin to annoy Max further, Anastasia overheard certain key words yet again. Truebridge and Avalon.... Truebridge and...and...TARTICUS?!!
Her jaw dropped open just a little before Annie promptly recovered and started blinking rapidly. WELL. It seemed someone neglected to share certain details with his good friends, like the fact that he was dating a ridiculously rude intern. Suddenly, snogging Colin MacKenzie seemed like wonderful idea, and Anastasia thought of the perfect couch for cuddling. Oh yes. A good friend's couch, in fact.
Max grabbed Annie by the shoulders and spun her around so that she was facing the students. "Quit sassing me, Annie, and do me a favor. Bring Plymouth and Daphne over to Colin. Introduce them to him so they can get their autographs. Then you can go back to flirting with the man. Deal?" he whispered into her ear.
And he knew that Colin was watching them.
Oh, yes. You're the jealous type aren't you, Mr. Hot Snot. No wonder your name hits the gossip columns every few weeks.