Okay guys this is my first fanfic so bare with me. (I think I spelled that right...) Oh yeah I am also a horrible speller so don't be surprised if I make multiple mistakes I try my very best! So I will try to update as much as possible because this is my only story, but ya know schoolwork always gets in the way. SPRING BREAK! I'm not going anywhere so maybe I will be able to update often! This is even before The Angel Experiment, so they are only like 13. But I mean loads of people date at 13. I know a lot of people who do...

FANGS POV

I let a tear drip from my eye as I watched my best friend walk away from me. Usually I am so calm. So collected. But I couldn't help myself.

All of this fighting over a girl... Max. My Max.

I had always known that Iggy liked Max, but I always shrugged it off, figuring that when I finally had her he would be fine with it and be happy for me. I had no idea that he would act this way. I don't usually fight with people, usually just small stuff like hogging the bacon and things like that, but when I do, it is always really bad.

Me and Iggy have been best friends for a while. We always used to talk about how beautiful Max is, and how one day one of us would have her as our girlfriend. Back then we didn't have it figured out that only one of us could have her, and the other would have to suffer without her.

Somewhere deep down my kid self knew it would be me to have her. I mean, the way she looked at me sometimes. It was like she wanted to be more than friends. Something tells me that Iggy knew it too.

Me and Max were always closer than her and Iggy. He always used to say he wished they were closer than they were, but he couldn't do anything about it. Secretly I tried hard to keep it that way, wanting Max all to myself.

If Iggy ever knew this I think our friendship would've ended a lot sooner.

But as he walked away from me I couldn't help but noticed the way he walked. It was his "jealous" walk.

You can always tell how Iggy is feeling by the way he walks. Or, at least, I can. When he is mad he stomps a little bit and it is always really loud. When he is sad he walks slowly with his head down and hardly makes a sound. When he is jealous he talks longer strides, tilting his head up a little more than usual.

I stood there and watched him for a while before I had to turn away. I couldn't watch anymore. My best friend was leaving, and he was sure isn't talking to ME again.

Oh yeah, I should probably tell you how this happened...

Sorry for the short chapter it was more like a beginning kinda thing ya know? The next one will be longer I PROMISE. I always keep my promises!

R&R for more chapters! If you don't I might quit out of shame...