A/N: Ok so here's the dealio. I was planning on publishing this in time for Valentine's Day, but I just had an awesome idea for the story and I couldn't wait any longer. So here's a valentine story a month early! Enjoy!

-Gabby Gonz

Disclaimer: I own MAXIMUM RIDE! (Just kidding, but you probably already knew that)

Max POV

Valentine's day. The day of love. The day of romance. Which also happens to be my least favorite day of the year. One word: Sappy. Do I really care when and how random strangers on the street propose to their girl/boyfriends? No, I don't.

Oh sorry. Allow me to introduce myself. I Maximum Ride, but Max is fine. I'm 17 years old and I've saved the world multiple times with a little help from my flock. Yes, you heard that right. My flock. We are mutants, experiments made in a sick lab called the School. 98% human, 2% bird. But, we escaped 2 years ago. The flock consists of 6 of us. Me, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy and Angel. Fang and Iggy are 17 and Iggy is blind. Nudge is 14, Gazzy is 12 and Angel is 10. Gazzy and Angel are full siblings while the rest of are, well, family. Just not what you call related. My mother Valencia Martinez is human. She and my half-sister Ella live in Arizona with my father Jeb.

Anyway, I'm not going to bore you with all that stuff, but pretty much we are all living together in a mountain house in Connecticut. That's right 6 kids living rule free. Best part is: not attending school.

My mom and Ella were visiting for the weekend and they had plans. Bad plans. My mom wanted to throw a surprise birthday party for Ella since her 16th birthday was on Valentine's Day and each of us had a job

Nudge was on Ella duty: Keep her out of the house.

Iggy, who just happened to be Ella's boyfriend, along with Angel and Gazzy were on decoration duty.

And that left Fang and I on cookie duty.

"Dr. M. You and I both know Max can't cook." Fang protested. He and I haven't spoken until he, well, left. And how long has that been, 2 years. Almost 3? Gosh! I missed him, my right wing man. But, he decides to leave "for my best" then comes back expecting everything will be all right? Oh no, I don't think so.

We were all sitting in the living room of our ski house. Ella and Nudge were out shopping.

"In Max's defense, she can make cereal." Iggy said. I glared at him. But, he couldn't see me.

"Max, Fang." My mother said addressing the two of us. "It's Ella's birthday. Can you please push you anger aside for just one day and celebrate her birthday?"

"Yea Guys, this is getting real old." Gazzy interjected. I glanced at Fang and he glanced back. I wanted to make up, but I doubt that he was ready to forgive me. Especially after our first attempt at speaking. It was about two months ago:

Flashback

"Max, I'm sorry. I really am. I shouldn't have left you. What else do you want me to say?" Fang yelled at me from behind. I glanced back, flapping my wings harder, trying to get further away from my messed up life.

"I don't know, maybe 'I'm sorry for just leaving you to care for the entire flock alone and then replacing you with your clone and then seeing you again, making you think I loved you and the leaving'" I. Was. Pissed. I stopped in mid air, letting myself float in the night sky. Fang was about a foot away from me. "Do you know how I felt? Do you know what you put me through? You left me Fang! You just left me, after all we've been through!" I yelled at him, tears welling up in my eyes.

"I'm sorry." I heard him mumble. And then silence. I knew he was still there though, lingering in the shadows.

I let the words slip before I could stop them.

"Maybe Dylan was right. Maybe he is my perfect other half." I said. Fang reappeared from the shadows and looked me straight in the eyes. Pain. That was the expression I could make out.

"Fang…" I began. But he was already gone.

End of Flashback

I felt terrible. I really did. But every time I tried to apologize, he disappeared.

"I'm willing to if you are." I said to him in a whisper. He merely nodded.

"It's settle then. Now, everyone off. The party starts at 9!" Mom said and ran out the door.

"Don't burn the house while we are gone." Iggy said with a smirk.

"Yea, that's our job." Gazzy said. And they too left the house.

I glanced at Fang again. No movement. Well, I guess I'm on my own. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the recipe off the fridge.

Milk, Eggs, Flour, Vanilla, Sugar and Water. Those were the ingredients. I checked in the fridge to make sure we had everything. Milk, check. Eggs, check. Blah, blah, blah, you get the idea.

After making sure he had everything I got out a bowl and electric mixer.

"Here goes everything!" I said, while plugging in the electric mixer. Thankfully, the house didn't explode.

I continued down the list of steps until I got to the last one. I tasted the batter. Yum! It was perfect,

"Fang! Come be my taste tester!" I yelled. No answer. I walked into the living room. He was sitting on the couch listening to his iPod. I walked over to him and yanked out his ear buds.

"What the hell Max?" He asked. My stomach fluttered when he said my name.

"Both of us are on cookie duty. Come and help me." I said, and walked back to the kitchen, Fang right behind me.

I scooped up a bit of batter.

"Taste it." I said, handing it to him. He gave me a look of disapproval, as if it was poisoned. "Look." I took a big bit of cookie dough. "See. I'm not dead." I said, turning around in circles for him to see. I could've sworn I saw him smile.

He took a spoonful and gagged.

"What?" I asked.

"It's good!" He said.

"Then why'd you spit it out?" I asked, confused. He smirked. "Jerk." I said while playfully punching him on the shoulder. Just like old times.

"Want some more?" I asked, while throwing a handful of cookie dough at him. It landed smack on his chest. Ha ha.

"You did not just do that?" he said.

"And what if I did?" I asked.

"Then I'd be forced to do this." He said, while grabbing a handful of flour. He wouldn't dare. He flung it at me. Oh no he didn't!

"Oh, I see how it is." I said and grabbed an egg and cracked it on his head.

By the end, we looked more like cookies than the cookies themselves. I was on sitting on the floor, Fang and I back to back, laughing hysterically. Just like old times.

"Fang…" I said, realizing this was my chance.

Yea?" He asked.

"Can we talk?" I asked him. He turned around to face me.

"Sure." He mumbled.

"We've been at this for to long." I started off. "I forgive you. I know you left me for the best; it just hurt, a lot. But, all that matters is you're back. That you have been back, I've just been to stupid to make the most off it. I want my best friend back. No, I don't. I want Fang back. My Fang. The one that always made me smile and laugh and cry and-" I was cut off by Fang's lips pressed against mine. It was a sweet kiss. Not to aggressive, yet not gentle either. We broke apart after a while.

He smiled at me and I smiled back. He stood up and offered me his hand.

"Now, " he said. "Considering we used all the cookie dough on eachother, we should probably make some more." He said with one of those famous Fang smirks that I missed so much. I simply smiled and took his hand.

Now, Don't worry. I will be updating my other story Always tomorrow. For those of you who haven't read it, you so totally should! It's a Percy Jackson story and it is so freakin awesome, not to toot my horn or anything. Midterms are next week, so updating maybe a little slow. I also have a big math project due and stuff so yea!

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-GabbyGonz