HHHHHEEEEELLLLLOOOOO! I AM BACK! Omg I missed you all so so so much! Please let me explain my absence before I am murdered for taking so long!

1. Major writers block! I could barely right about anything! I basicly spent that time when I couldn't write obsessing over bands (i take back what ever I said about "loud" music like post-hardcore/hardcore/deathcore), watching +2000 youtube videos (DamonFizzy, Christian Novelli, Danisnotonfire, AmazingPhil, Mattg124, CatchingYourClouds have all ruined my life in the best way possible) and Phan. Nuff Said.

2. I have too many ideas! (I know that totally makes no sense because of the above excuse. But I just have so many ideas for writing a novel that I can't commit or write a single word!)

3. Some personal stuffs like friends, moving, and some darker stuff in my head has deffinetly kept me from thinking about Fax or any sort of fanfic. But I don't plan on letting it take over. Just please don't kill me if I leave an unmotivated author note inplace of an update or something. It just hasn't been only fluff and rainbows in my head. Sorry in advance! :/

But here you all go, my lovely people!

ENJOY!

-Faerie

Fang's POV

People say I'm quiet.

Not just quiet quiet; but silent.

And I guess it's true.

I was just one of those people, yah know? I'm more the type of person who just sits and listens and observes. There isn't anything wrong with that, is there? Well I didn't think so either until it started screwing up my life. Just one missed oprotunity at a time.

Flashback: Age 13 (Fang's POV)

"Come on Fangy boy! Hurry up!" Why the heck do I continue to wear black? It's like 100 freaking degrees. I thought as I strode quickly behind the skipping fireball, Max. Her brown, sunstreaked hair bounced behind her, turning gold in the hot Arizona sun. Sweat was dripping down my skin in thick beads. I ducked my head, my eyes burning from the bright light. I had forgotten to grab my sunglasses on my way out. I would beg my parents to move us back to the cold and gray of Washington if I could. But Arizona wasn't that bad. Just very hot sometimes. Sucks for the guy who only owns black clothing. Max on the other hand was skipping a few steps ahead of me in shorts and a red and white striped tank top. Her flip flops clapped and she stared up at the bright blue sky with her dark shades.

"I want ice cream! Come on!" Max whined, waiting for me at the edge of the parking lot of the convenience store near my home. "There is air conditioning!" I jogged to catch up and then followed her into the store. A blast of icy air blew into our faces as we opened the door. Max sighed and tilted her head back, turning in a circle, soaking the cool into her smooth looking, perfectly tan skin. I ran my fingers through my hair and hurried across the store to the freezers, trying to ignore her perfect skin.

I stood at the glass doors of drinks and food when a very annoyed voice broke the crisp silence. "Hey, girl, buy something or get out. Same goes to you too, emo boy." I narrowed my eyes and looked over the shelves at the 30-something year old man sitting behind the counter. He was sweating a ton and leaned over his iPhone. His face was squished against his hand as he leaned heavily against his elbow.

Max appeared by my side. "Let's hurry up before I need to punch someone in the nose," she muttered. I smirked a little and watched as Max very very carefully studied the ice cream selection. She grabbed a quart of cookie dough and marched to the counter.

"I would like to buy this," she told him, taking two plastic spoons from the container.

"Good. Thought you were going to steal it," the man said sarcastically. I set down a 5 dollar bill and watched as he rung us up. "I hope you have a terrible day."

"I hope your AC breaks," Max shot back.

"I hope your ice cream melts."

"I hope you get fired for being a mean, grumpy, ass!" With that, Max grabbed a single penny from my handful of change and dropped it in the tip jar. I grabbed the ice cream and her wrist and dragged Max from the store. "You're no fun, you know that right? I could have taken him."

"Sure." I replied, still pulling her away through the parking lot. I dropped her wrist when we reached the sidewalk on the opposite side. We walked down the sidewalk, few cars rushing past on the burning hot asphalt. We turned into the park and headed towards the tree by the pond. Max ran to its wide trunk and quickly scaled it like a monkey.

"Pass me the ice cream!" I reached up and handed it to her. My friend climbed up into the higher branches. I followed, not climbing the big old tree as fast though. We sat in the high branches in this one perfect sitting place that all the branches seemed to shoot out from. We sat facing each other, the ice cream in the middle. Max took off her sunglasses, revealing her chocolate eyes. We ate the ice cream high above all the other people enjoying the park on the beautiful July day. Max rambled a bit, not as much as my sister Monique, but she talked fast enough that I barely caught every third word.

I found myself staring at her lips. The were the perfect shade of watermelon pink, moving quickly as she formed words.

"What are you staring at?" Max asked, narrowing her eyes as she took another bite of cookie dough ice cream. "Do I have some on my face?" I just nodded and quickly moved my gaze to the nearly empty quart of ice cream. Max wiped at her chin and around her lips. "Thanks. Wouldn't want to have walked through the park like that." She laughed and plunged her spoon in for more dessert.

"Nope. Wouldn't want that."

I know it's a weird ending but let me explain! Each chapter is going to be a different year, starting with age 13. They are going to be like oneshots, but all connected in the plot in a way. It will all come together in the end. I will probably not have regular updates... I get distracted too easily. But I will try. Can we get +5 reviews on this chapter? That would really be motivating! Thanks guys! It feels great to be back!

-Faerie :)

p.s. do you guys think I should change my name on here? Doesn't quite feel like me anymore. I don't know though.