AN: Okay hey, people. This is my second official story *randomly has the need to cackle loudly* so don't hold it against me. Beware the swearing in the story... but all of it is needed. So other then that I have pretty much nothing left to say... So stop reading this and start reading...
Disclaimer: Well see, the thing is, I don't own Maximum Ride... I want to, but I don't. If I did then I would be on a beach somewhere writing books, and James Patterson would be here typing these. But nope. So yeah...
Chapter 1
Max P.O.V
"Hey Max, are you ready." Iggy said, stepping inside. I nodded and grabbed my keys. I stepped out of my house and locked the door.
"Where's Fang?" I asked. Fang and Iggy are my two best friends; they lived across the street from me and were brothers. They did mostly everything together or with me. Oh, and if you're wondering, no, their parents didn't actually name them Fang or Iggy.
Fang's real name is Nicholas Ride. He likes Fang better because it fits his personality better. He's always the dark, quiet, scary, dangerous looking person who people said is emo and no one wanted to be around. At least that's how it USED to be. Keyword: used. Not lots of people wanted to be around him until about the summer after grade 5-when people finally stopped believing in cooties- and then all the girls noticed how "drop-dead-gorgeous" he was. He was always surrounded by girls that I barely ever got to see him. I thought I lost my best friend. Then he just stopped talking to girls all in one. I was so happy. Then in grade six he started playing basket-ball. He had always been good at sports and our school was undefeated for the whole year. Then in grade seven he went out for track and now he's the second fastest kid in the school. Until grade 8 I had my friend. Then he joined basket-ball, baseball, and track. Where did he get the time? Then last year he joined the football team, along with basket-ball, baseball, and track. Being the M.V.P. in every team, he had every girl in the year thinking he was hot and trying to ask him out. Even though he was a sophomore, some of the seniors thought he was hot-well they use the term 'cute' because he's younger, but still. Then he started a band and became the teenage rock god of the century. He and Iggy are both sixteen. He likes to; run, sing, write music, play guitar, read, and draw. He spends every day of his life trying to out-do Iggy. It's really funny.
Iggy's Real name is Alexander Griffiths. We used to always call him Alex but after awhile he got jealous of the teachers calling Fang "Fang" not Nick or Nicholas like they did with him. So he picked a name to. After about a week we changed his name from what he pick which was, ready, Jim Bob-John David-Billy Bob Thornton- Jimi Hendrix- Terry Fox junior-the third, (AN: That was actually what we had decided to call my friend, we just call him bob now.) to just Iggy. He plays in Fangs band too. He likes to run, sing, dance (if you wanna call it that), play guitar, play the drums, read, and write songs. Like Fang he spends every day of his life trying to outdo Fang. He is also a track star and now the third fastest kid in the state; he's running-back in football. He's also one of the 'hottest' guys in the school.
"He said he was going early, something about meeting someone. I'm not sure who. But I'm guessing it had something to do with Lissa." Ig said. I nodded sadly. Lissa was Fangs girlfriend. She hated me because I was Fangs best friend and always with him. She had red hair and the most annoying walk. She was pressed against Fang whenever she had the chance. And it annoyed the crap out of Iggy and me.
I slowed down my pace so he could catch up to me. I sighed inwardly. We ran the rest of the way to school and, naturally, Iggy won. I saw J.J, Cody and Nudge by the fence and we walked over. Nudge waved and Iggy smiled at her. I saw her blush a little and rolled my eyes. I saw someone move in the corner of my eye and turned around. I saw Fang, being pushed against a wall, by the person I hated the most right now. I sighed again and turned away.
'' the bell rang. Iggy and I broke off from the rest of them and walked to our lockers.
"I don't like her either. Fang's a good guy and I know he can do better." He said quietly. I looked up at him. He was 6'1", and taller than Fang at 5'10". I was shorter then both of them at 5'7"
"I know. She doesn't deserve him. I mean...she's always bitching to him then he gets back home feeling pissed off... I mean look." I pointed to where Lissa was there, proving my point. They were in a corner. Lissa was talking loudly but no one was paying attention.
"No!! You don't pay enough damn attention to me! Like I see you talking to your brother enough and you'd see him at home so there's no reason to talk to him at school, where you should be talking to me!!" She said. Fang was leaning against a wall and looking calmer than ever. I knew for a fact that he knew just as well as everyone else did that he and Lissa shouldn't be going out, but for some reason he continued to date her. I don't know why.
"I don't have enough damn time to talk to anyone here. And I would if it weren't for your tongue constantly being down my throat. So don't go around saying shit bout me not paying enough attention to you. Okay. I mean, I haven't talked to half of the people I normally talk to. I haven't talked to Max at all since we started 'dating' and I don't even see Iggy anymore. And he's my brother." Fang said evenly. It was weird...Lissa, practically screaming at the top of her lungs. And Fang, not even raising his voice. Iggy and I kept walking as if we hadn't just heard their whole conversation. Iggy shook his head again.
"See what I'm saying..." he said I nodded. "He doesn't deserve to get yelled at, by anyone. No one can yell at Fang, it's just not done." I nodded again. It was true. His family, friends, cousins, none of them ever yelled at Fang. He was just that kind of person. He would do something and make you want to yell at him, even for a second, but you just can't do it. But Lissa over there, she's yelling at him almost as much as she's sucking his face.
We entered the class and sat down. A few seconds later Fang walked in looking slightly mad. He smiled at me then came over and sat down. Lissa stormed in and everyone turned to her; expecting her to walk in, flash a wannabe smile at Fang, he'd slightly smiled back, she'd walk to her seat in a huff, her friends would rush to her side, giving Fang dirty looks, he'd roll his eyes, then the bell would ring...happens every-day. And guess what... something changed. Fang didn't smile back to her. He got up and left. Lissa looked stunned. So did everyone else, I looked at Iggy, he just shrugged. I got up and ran after Fang. I found him leaning on a wall around the corner. He looked at me then stared at the wall.
"You're probably wondering why I left and going to ask me to go back after telling you. Am I right?" He asked in a monotone voice. I nodded. "I left because I just didn't feel like being in there anymore. I'm tired of her thinking I don't, quote, 'spend enough, damn time with her.' I don't care anymore." He said. He sank down on the wall and brought his knees to his head. I sat down beside him.
"Then break up with her. I mean why kiss her and get bitched at, rather than not talking to her and not being yelled at?" He looked at me.
"Because I can't, she... she knows something. She said she'd tell everyone, unless I dated her. But I didn't want to believe she knew. She texted me what she knew. So unless I wanted my secret to be out...until I had actually wanted it to be out...then I would just have to put up with her and her bitchy ways. Happy story isn't it?" He said, smiling. I smiled back and kissed his cheek.
"Yeah it is... the bells gonna ring soon. Are you coming?" I asked him getting up. He shook his head.
"No, I'll get to the class, but I'm gonna stay out here for a little." He said looking up at me then at his feet again. I nodded and ran back to homeroom. When I opened the door everyone looked at me.
"Um...Did I miss something?" I asked Iggy, sitting down. He shook his head.
"No, it's just you went to Fang, Lissa didn't. Lissa should've, but didn't. Oh well. Is he ok?" He said.
"Yeah he's ok; he is just tired of everything." That reminds me. I got up and walked over to Lissa. "What do you have on Fang?" I asked giving her a glare. She looked at me scared then recomposed herself. She smiled innocently at me.
"I don't know what you mean." She said. I rolled my eyes.
"That's B.S. and you know it. You, I, and everyone else in the whole damn world know if Fang had a choice, he would pick anyone but you, so obviously you know something, and you're going to tell me what it is." I said. Her friends had backed off a little. Lissa shook her head.
"No, thank you. It's between me and Fang. So if you wanna know then go ask him. But I'm not telling you. Oops. Bye, Maxi." She said I narrowed my eyes at her. No one ever calls me Maxi except for Iggy. Not even Fang called me that. "I can't believe he loves her..." I heard Lissa mutter to her friends. I stopped dead. What, whose her? Me? No it couldn't be. I thought. The bell rang and we all went to our class. I had math with Iggy and Fang. Me and Iggy walked to the class and I stopped I saw Fang and Lissa 'talking' again.
"No, that's not how it works, Fang! You are supposed to smile back at me. Not run out of the freaking class. I mean, what the hell were you doing?! I mean, if you want everyone to know your little secret...then I suggest you better start acting more like a boyfriend." She said and Fang nodded looking more pissed than usual. He stalked off and headed into the class, not even noticing us. Iggy and I looked at each other.
"This needs to stop...Now." we said at the same time.
(A.N.: I was going to stop here, but it just didn't seem...long enough to me. So I'm going to do it again in Fangs POV...Enjoy!!)
Fangs P.O.V
I woke up annoyed by the constant ringing of my phone. I picked it up and looked at it. 'Text message, text message,' it said. I looked at my inbox. 10 unread messages. 10?! Who's possibly awake at 7:45 in the morning? I opened one of the messages, From Lissa, of course, that's who. It said she wanted me to get to school early, so since she was my *cough, cough* 'Loving' girlfriend, I got up. After showering and putting on some clean black clothes (shocker!), I ran down stairs. Iggy was already up and I grabbed an apple, "I'm leaving early, okay? Meeting someone. Bye." I said he nodded. I ran most of the way to school and stopped when I saw Lissa. She was wearing a very, very short mini skirt and a tank top that revealed part of her stomach. I rolled my eyes and walked up to her.
"Hi," I said. "Why did you want me here so early?" I didn't get an answer but I think I'm going to have a headache soon. She pushed me against the wall and I hit my head from the impact. She went on her tip-toes and pressed her lips to mine. I sighed and moved my head. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and tried as hard as I could not to groan. I really, really, really didn't want to kiss her, but I had to anyways. She knew something, something that I didn't want anyone else to know, at least not yet. So I closed my eyes and imagined her to be someone else. I felt her hands move down to the bottom of my shirt and she started to lift it up. I pulled back.
"No...No. Lissa, don't." I said. She looked mad at me. But I didn't give a shit.
'BBBBBBRRRRRRIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG' the bell rang and I walked into the school, leaving Lissa standing there like an idiot. I got my stuff out of my locker and my arm was dragged away. I followed Lissa annoyed.
"What do you want now?" I asked leaning against a wall.
"Shut up Fang! I'm tired of your damn attitude. You don't want everyone to know you little secret now do you? I didn't think so. So you should be nice to me." She said loudly.
"Lissa, I am being nice to you. Okay. I have spent the last seven weeks being nice to you. What more do you want from me? I'm so sorry if I don't want to damn sleep with you. Is that what you want?" I asked her. She was pissing me off now. She's done this every-day for the last seven weeks and I was tired of it.
"No!! You don't pay enough damn attention to me! Like I see you talking to your brother enough and you'd see him at home so there's no reason to talk to him at school, where you should be talking to me!!" She said. That was it. She's' telling me who I can and can't talk to now. No, that won't work for me.
"I don't have enough damn time to talk to anyone here. And I would if it weren't for your tongue constantly being down my throat. So don't go around saying shit bout me not paying enough attention to you. Okay. I mean, I haven't talked to half of the people I normally talk to. I haven't talked to Max at all since we started 'dating' and I don't even see Iggy anymore. And he's my brother." I said, surprised that my voice was keeping even.
Before she could say anything else I walked off to homeroom. I entered the room and saw Max and Iggy. Max waved to me and I smiled at her. As I sat down beside her, Lissa walked in looking extremely mad. I smiled triumphantly. It makes me feel good to know that I caused that. I thought. Everyone turned to her; expecting her to walk in, flash a wannabe smile at me, I'd slightly smile back, she'd walk to her seat in a huff, her friends would rush to her side, giving me dirty looks, I'd roll my eyes, then the bell would ring...happens every-day. But not today. I couldn't take it today, so I got up and left. I ran down the hall and turned a corner. I leaned against the wall and saw Max coming. I continued to stare at the wall.
"You're probably wondering why I left and going to ask me to go back after telling you. Am I right?" I asked in a monotone voice. She nodded. "I left because I just didn't feel like being in there anymore. I'm tired of her thinking I don't, quote, 'spend enough, damn time with her.' I don't care anymore." I said. I sank down on the wall and brought my knees to my head. She sat down beside me.
"Then break up with her. I mean why kiss her and get bitched at, rather than not talking to her and not being yelled at?" I looked at her.
"Because I can't, she... she knows something. She said she'd tell everyone, unless I dated her. But I didn't want to believe she knew. She texted me what she knew. So unless I wanted my secret to be out...until I had actually wanted it to be out...then I would just have to put up with her and her bitchy ways. Happy story isn't it?" I said, smiling. She smiled back and kissed my cheek.
"Yeah it is... the bells gonna ring soon. Are you coming?" She asked me getting up. I shook my head.
"No, I'll get to the class, but I'm gonna stay out here for a little." I said looking up at her then at my feet again. I felt her leave then sat there for a few more minutes.
'' the bell rang and I got up. Lissa grabbed my arm again.
"Leave me alone Lissa." I said calmly.
"No, that's not how it works, Fang! You are supposed to smile back at me. Not run out of the freaking class. I mean, what the hell were you doing?! I mean, if you want everyone to know your little secret...then I suggest you better start acting more like a boyfriend." She said. I stepped forward roughly causing her to step back, afraid I was going to hit her. She let go of my arm and I ran to math. I saw Max and sat down in the desk beside her. She smiled at me and I smiled back, properly. She looked away and the teacher started her lesson. I wasn't really paying attention. All I could think of was; this is your fault, max. I wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you. You're my secret... I...
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