I'm baackkk. Story I've 'been MIA for so long. I have the worst of luck. I got my phone taken away so many times and my tablet broke ;_; . Plus I had some major school projects to do, so yeah... This is the rewrite of Fangle's Obsession. I've tweaked the plotline a bit too, Lets a go :D
Pedro: I'm back too :D

MPOV
I hadn't meant for it to turn out this way. I really hadn't. But it just did. I sat in my secret closet, staring at the pictures of him. Fang Smith. The most sought after boy in school. Even I had a crush on him, only it wasn't a crush anymore; it was obsession. Knowing I didn't have a shot at having him, I took to staring, then collecting pictures, and then I began to learn about him. I began looking him up, watching his interactions with friends, trying to figure him out- trying to have some sort of connection with him.

The jeering sound of muffled thunder echoed throughout the small space. I let out shaky sigh a picked up a black wooden frame. I picked this particular photo because it was my favorite of all the others. It was Nick, his real name, laying in the grass in his backyard with his arms out as if he wanted to give me a hug. I remembered that day vividly. It was when we used to be best friends, before he left me for the popular crowd and Lissa.

Flashback, Freshman year, 2 years ago.

I had just gotten my new camera and we decided to test it out. Nick and I had went over to his house for his backyard so we could get some nature shots. Nick's backyard was larger than mine and it wasn't fenced off from the wilderness like mine was. I was just about to snap a picture of a tree that was been caught by the Fall season when a heavy weight slammed into my back. As I hit the ground, the air left me with a whoosh and left me gasping for air. The mass on top of me was rumbling with laughter. I groaned as I realized that the weight was Nick and he wasn't getting off.

"Man, Nick, what do you eat? Rocks?"

Just as quickly he snapped back,

"Why, is your head missing some?"

After that, we burst into fits of laughter. He didn't expect what was coming next. While he was laughing, I took the opportunity to catch him off guard and I flipped him over into the grass. I was now the one sitting on top of his stomach.

"Rude..." He groaned.

" You, of all people, should know that Maximum Jane Ride is anything but polite."

He rolled his eyes from under me. Suddenly, a devious idea erupted into my mind and I smirked crookedly.

"Now this will make an excellent test shot and blackmail."

He booked confused until I took out my new, blue, slim camera and his eyes widened in realization. He reached out to grab it with both of his hands, but he was too late. I had already snapped the photo. I began to get off of him so I could show this to Iggy, our other friend, so he would know that Fang got tackled by a girl.

Later that day, a burst of laughter from the Griffith's house was heard throughout the col-de-sac of Wisp Lane.

End Flashback

The picture helped on days like this; when I couldn't fall asleep and I needed a bit of closure. I got up and exited the secret closet just as more thunder sounded. A strike of lightning lit up my prom, exposing the blue walls with silver swirls marking them.

Only when I got back to my bed did I realize that in was still clutching the frame tightly, turning my usually tan knuckles white. I got under the bed cover and fell asleep just like that, clutching the picture to my chest.

~Line break says: "Before you insult a man, walk a mile in his shoes. That way, when yo insult him, you'll be a mile away AND have his shoes."~

MPOV

There was something bright behind my eyelids. When I opened my eyes a bright light streamed into them and I cringed. I closed my eyelids, only to open them again and realize that the light was actually the sun.

Man. I'm slow in the morning.

I groaned and flopped to my side to gaze at my alarm clock. It was 7:25 A.M., only five-minutes before I'm supposed to wake up. Well, five minute is five minutes, right? I shifted into a comfortable position and shut my eyes again, to only be woken up after what seemed like only a minute by my alarm clock.

Traitor.

I begrudgingly got up from my bed all the while mumbling obscenities under my breath. The next minutes were spent in a frenzy of all the things you do to get ready for school. Brush my teeth, show, yadda, yadda. Everything was going smoothly, until I had to pick an outfit.

"ELLA!"

My she-devil of a sister waltzed in with her hair in a messy bun, black skin-tight skinny jeans, a white halter top with black tank underneath, and heeled boots.

"Yes dearest Maxie?"

She put on a fake innocent look that totally said, ' Don't believe what I say, did it.'

"Why," I gestured to my closet, now filled with frilly, girly things, "is there trash in my closet?"

"Why, Maxie, what are you talking about?"

She was backing up to the door as she said this. I gave her a suspicious look but shrugged it off and turned back toward my closet.

"Well, obviously, yo-"

I was cut off with a door slam and the sound of wheel screeching a against pavement. I looked out the window to find my sister's Pink VW Bug take off down the street. I'm pretty sure she was going over the speed limit by 10 mph.

I shook my head and delved into my closet to choose an at least tolerable outfit for school.

School will be in the next chappie hopefully :D unless I'm not feeling lazy, this should be updated next week :D Again, sorry for being MIA and I've probably lost so many readers by now...

The next chappie will probably go into Fang's obsession too ;3

Pedro: Ahh, good times.

Me: Very good times :3