[Summary] Max and Fang meet after he 'pushes' her into the water at a field trip that both of their RIVAL schools attend. When Max 'attacks' Fang in response, they end up hating each other and pulling pranks on one another. A mistake occurs, and Fang transfers to Max's school, in which they're suspended after a food fight that they kind of maybe started. Their parents' punishment? They have to spend their time out of school...together.
[Author's Notes]
*Obsessively reading Smart Girls Get What They Want, eyes wide in shock and interest.* NO! NO WAY! NOT WILL!
... Um... Hi! This is Fluffy Bunnies Are So Cute, and that's...
Shush! WILL JUST BAILED ON GIGI FOR FREAKING *Bleep!* AVA! WHY, WILL, WHY? I THOUGHT YOU WERE SMART AND HOT AND AWESOME, AND DESERVED TO BE ADDED TO MY FAVORITE MALE BOOK CHARACTERS LIST!
*Sigh* That's Anna. My... Friend...
I was wrong, Will, you self-centered, pig-headed, arsehole-ish JERKFACE! *Throws book and scowls* *Picks it up again and flips to the last page and reads*
Doo do doo. NEW STORY PEEPS! Oh, and Anna, want a NICE hot guy?
YES! I DO! *Glares at book and tosses it over shoulder. * Preferably smart, and I'd like it if he could quote Shakespeare without being cheesy. OOH, and British would do well, too. Basically, Dante De Angelo.
Umm... Anton Grey? From Ruined? He's from Brooklyn... But he's hot...? And nice...?
Dante De Angelo. Annabelle totally read my journal where I wrote my dream guy. And then she used me for the balcony scene. And the characters. And the scene at the party where she caught her ex...y'know... And the car thing... Okay, I helped her out a lot.
Yeaaaah. Dante was kind of like an Italian St. Clair. ANYWAY, while Anna mopes, just read the chapter? It's awesomesauce, if I say so myself :D
Exactly. MY DREAM COME TRUE! *Sighs dreamily, propping head up in palm.* Why oh why can't guys be like St. Clair? :P
I know a guy like St. Clair... Just not... British or French… He's got the American part right, though!
The European-ness is what MAKES me love them! They can whisk me away to Italy or France or England and have a romantic day together...
Bum de dum. Oh, I forgot. The dreaded disclaimer. Anna's in a mood, so I'm gonna go ahead and say it: We don't own Maximum Ride
And NOT a meal at Olive Garden on a Saturday at seven! *Rants on.*
Now, read, before this A/N gets any longer. *Pointed glare at Anna*
:P
Hate, Prank, Love
Prologue
Max sighed, putting her hair up in a high ponytail as she trailed behind her friends at the back of the group. It was only her third week at her new high school, and she was already really well liked, and best friends with Angela 'Angel' Summers, the sweetest girl ever, and Monique 'Nudge' Brookes, the gossip of the school.
Well, that wasn't exactly accurate. Nudge was the gossip of the town.
All in all, everything was going great. Until she found out that they had to go on the field trip to some science fair around this lake. Currently, her group was heading towards said lake to watch how to fish or something. Max didn't really care. She hated field trips with all her heart, ever since third grade, when she puked all over Heidi Crommitch's shoes.
That was one of the better parts of the move – no more Heidi.
Max yawned slightly, stretching as they crossed the path and headed down the hill to the lake. The one cool thing about today was that they were going with another school, Ravenwood High or something. Nudge and Angel had informed her that they were Hawksmith's rival, in football and in academics. The two schools hated each other.
Which was precisely what made it interesting for Max.
She shoved her hands in her jean pockets and looked around, bored, until her eyes landed on him, and her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as she froze in place. His black hair covered one of his midnight-colored orbs, his toned arms folded over his chest as he chuckled, an infuriatingly attractive smirk on his face as he rolled his eyes at the blonde boy next to him.
All in all, he was the hottest boy Max had ever seen. She forced herself to step forward, her expression dazed and her eyes still on him. Then, the crowd enveloped her, and she snapped out of it, growling in irritation and elbowing her way through until she was at the edge of the lake, looking down into the crystalline blue depths.
Then, something – or, more precisely, someone – bumped into her from behind and she flew forward, the water coming closer and closer as she yelped, eyes widening and her arms flailing before she hit the icy cold water. Whoever pushed me is gonna get it…!
()()()
Fang rolled his eyes at his best friend, James 'Iggy' Griffiths as he joked around, mimicking Fang's stalker, Lissa Strong. "Ohemgee, Nicky-Poo, I just saw, like, the cutest little skirt, and it, like, is to die for. You'll, like, totally love it," he drawled, flinging his arms out.
Chuckling, his dark haired friend was about to slap the back of his head and tell him to shut up when he spotted her, and he forgot Iggy's stupidity for a moment. She had an annoyed look on her face as she elbowed through the crowd behind two other girls, her brown hair glittering in the sun as some loose curls fell out of her ponytail and framed her beautiful, tan face, the red and gold streaks flashing captivatingly.
Her chocolaty brown eyes were hypnotizing, and drew him in. He could've stayed there, staring forever, but then she was out of sight and Iggy was calling his name. "Yo, Fangles," Iggy waved a hand in his friend's face, eyebrows raised. "What land did you zip off to?"
Fang rolled his eyes and smacked the back of Iggy's head. His strawberry-blonde friend scowled and shoved Fang back, knocking him off balance since he didn't expect it. He knocked into something – or, judging by the yelp, someone – and whipped around, his obsidian eyes widening as he saw the girl from before fall into the water.
Iggy chuckled to himself, and the crowd gasped. "Fang, Fang, Fang," his friend laughed. "That's one girl that'll never want to go out with you." Fang ignored him, kneeling down and looking worriedly into the water. A few seconds later the girl popped up, her hair loose and hanging in her murderous eyes as she floated there, gasping for air. The crowd was silent, both schools watching each teenager warily to see how they'd react.
"Oh my God, I'm so…" Fang started, reaching out his hand to pull her up. The girl's eyes narrowed and she sneered, grabbing his hand and yanking him in with an uncharacteristic yelp. Then, she yanked him up to the surface by the front of his shirt, their faces inches apart. Fang could make out small freckles dotting under her big eyes and onto her rosy cheeks.
Her cool breath smelled chocolaty, with a hint of mint, and Fang was shocked that it smelled so good. Then, she pulled back her fist and punched him in the nose, a cracking noise vibrating through the silence of the students.
Fang's hand shot to his nose, cupping it as blood spurt out. "What the heck!" he exclaimed, his voice booming over the crowd as well, his eyes narrowing now. The girl sneered back, her own beautiful slits. "What's wrong with you?"
The girl recoiled, her expression angry and indignant as she gestured to herself. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" she shouted, gesturing to him. "You just freakin' pushed me into the lake!" She splashed him, glaring. "Why would you do that?"
Fang blinked, wiping the water from his face angrily. "I didn't mean to! Iggy shoved me and I bumped into you! And then I tried to apologize, but you and your insanity decided to attack me instead!" he replied indignantly, throwing his hands in the air.
The girl glared, pouncing on him again, punching and kicking. This chick has serious anger issues! Fang thought as he pushed her off, glaring and pinning her arms behind her back. "Stop…attacking…me…" he ground out, and she shook her head, eyes narrowed venomously.
"I don't know what planet you live on," she growled. "But on mine there's an easy way to get away from arseholes like you." And then she kicked him where no man wants to be kicked. His eyes widened and he let go, doubling over in the water.
Some 'ooohs,' came from the crowd, and a few guys winced as the girl grabbed Fang by the front of the shirt again, bringing his face up real close to hers and muttering harshly, "Don't you dare touch me again, got it?"
He smirked and winked at her, making her pull back a little as he whispered back, "Hon, I'm not exactly sure that's what you want." Her rosy cheeks turned a deeper scarlet and she shoved him away, her nose crinkling in disgust as a teacher finally ran over and pulled the girl out of the water.
"Max, are you alright?" A group of girls gushed, circling around her and fussing over her as the teacher handed her a towel. But the girl, Max, was still glaring heatedly at Fang, who's nose was still bleeding.
Fang truly didn't understand women.
()()()
A year later…
Max smirked evilly, army crawling through the bushes with Nudge, J.J. – Jennifer Joy James – and Angel behind her. When they reached their destination, Max stopped and put her hand over her shoulder, wiggling her fingers as a sign for Nudge to hand her the binoculars. The mocha skinned girl did as told, smiling wickedly at her best friend.
Max put the binoculars up to her eyes and focused them on the doors of the boy's locker room, where any moment the boys would walk out and head down the path to the track. Angel knew this for a fact – her brother and childhood best friend went to Ravenswood.
After a few minutes, Fang and his friends came out, goofing around and shoving each other at the front of the crowd of boys. Max couldn't help but notice how Fang even looked hot in his gym uniform. Shaking off the thought inwardly, the light haired girl smirked and narrowed her eyes, handing Nudge back the binoculars.
"Go time, girls," she whispered to her friends, and Angel and J.J. shared a nod, crawling out from behind the bushes to be the distraction. Nudge and Max watched as the two girls started talking animatedly to the gym teacher, asking all sorts of questions about their athletics programs, and the two remaining girls hiding in the bushes high fived each other before crawling out as well.
They glanced around once more, to make sure nobody was watching, before ducking behind the building. Nudge slunk over to the wall beneath the boys' locker room window, Max close behind. Nudge cupped her hands together, and Max stepped into them as her friend pushed her up through the – thankfully open – window.
Max grunted but slung one leg over the ledge and shot Nudge a thumbs up before swinging the other leg over and sliding off, falling gracefully – and silently – onto the bench below. Landing on her feet, she smirked a little, looking around to see if anyone was around. Once she saw the coast was clear, she took out the piece of paper with Fang's locker number and combo on it, and then whipped out the dye.
Slipping past the first three locker rows, Max scanned each locker number until she reached number 23. "Bingo," she murmured, glancing at the paper. 4-1-0. Moving the dial around, she smirked when the locker popped open, taking out Fang's day clothes.
Taking out the lost and found bin, Max dumped the clothes and such in the gym teacher's office and went over to the showers, filling it with water and dumping the dye in. The water turned a deliciously horrible hot pink color, and the girl smirked devilishly as she dipped Fang's shirt, socks, and jeans into it.
Poking her hand in, Max swirled the clothes around inside until she knew they were fully colored and then I slowly took them out, pulling out Nudge's pink and purple rhinestone-ed hairdryer, plugging it in and blow drying the clothes so that they would drip but were still slightly damp before putting his clothes up in front of the locker room doors to dry, but not before writing a special message on his shirt.
Then, suddenly, Max heard the boys' laughter coming closer, and her eyes widened as she grabbed her supplies, dumping the pink water down the drain and slamming Fang's locker door shut, climbing onto the bench and throwing her legs over the side and hopping down, landing on her feet and turning to Nudge, wide eyed.
"They're coming!" she hissed, and the other girl's eyes widened as Angel and J.J. ran around the corner, pointing at the bushes behind them. All four girls dove in, army crawling off of Ravenwood property and under the fence surrounding their high-class school, dusting themselves off just as the bell rang, signaling the end of free period.
The four friends shared a look of relief and triumph before rushing off to their classes, imagining what the reaction must've been like and wishing they had been there to see it.
()()()
Fang laughed, walking backwards into the gym locker room. "Yeah, Ig, it was awesome," he informed him, before his head hit something damp. Whipping around, he saw two hot pink socks hanging from the ceiling, looking the same as his own black ones.
Raising an eyebrow, he snatched them down, before seeing pink jeans hanging in front of him, as well. His eyes narrowed at the familiar ripped knees, and he pulled that down, as well. He was beginning to have a thought on who, exactly, these clothes belonged to, and who had put them up.
Then, he saw the t-shirt, and his fists clenched as he read the words scrawled across it.
Oopsies, I guess Fangy Dear's clothes got into an incident with a little girl's toy box, huh? Oh, don't worry, hun, Aunty Max thinks this is a great color on you. ;)
Ripping the shirt down, he turned to Iggy, his eyes narrowed and his nostrils flaring. "This means war," he told him, and Iggy nodded, grabbing the arms of their other best friends, Zachary 'Gazzy' Summer and Trace 'Total' Mutt. The four shared a look, and a devious smile crossed Gazzy and Iggy's faces, a smile that the other two boys knew all too well.
"We have a plan," the two evil masterminds said in unison, a dangerous look in their eyes that made Total groan and shake his head. The pyromaniacs ignored him, leaning in and whispering their plan to the others. Fang smirked and nodded.
"That's perfect," he replied, clutching his shirt in his hand.
()()()
The next day…
Max and her friends sat down in their seats towards the back of the choir room, chatting and wondering what Fang's reaction was. "He probably exploded on everybody," J.J. laughed. "RAWR, I'M FANG, THE EMO VAMPIRE WITH NICE ABS! I NO LIKE PINK! MAXIE IS EVIL!" She clawed at the air, using an odd dinosaur voice.
The other three girls burst out in laughter, shaking their heads. "No…more like…" Nudge gasped, giggling and adding, in a high-pitched, princess-y voice, "No, not my beautiful black clothes! Who would do such a terrible thing? Max, it's so…cruel of you…" She feigned a faint for emphasis.
Angel shook her head at both of them, gasping for air as she laughed, "You're…so…wrong! He'd be all, 'You make pink. I smash club. Feel wraith of Tooth!" she mimicked a caveman's voice, miming swinging a club. Max opened her mouth to put her part of the conversation in when something flew in through the window, catching her eye as it hit the ground by her feet. It was a small round ball, and it tic-tic-tic-ed as she knelt down for a better look.
Cocking her head to the side, Max murmured softly, "What's that…?" Then, it dinged and fumes exploded out of it, along with a tiny note. The whole room was immediately the most rancid smelling room Max had ever been in, and that included her younger brother's, Ari, room.
Max swiped up the note as the students ran from their study hall classroom, noses plugged and eyes tearing up. Once they were far enough away from the room, Max unrolled the note and glared as she read it.
Sorry, hun – revenge tastes sweet, but can smell awfully sour.
Love, Fang
Crumpling up the note, she cussed him out under her breath, kicking a wall in frustration.
()()()
Fang chuckled to himself as he walked into his house, slipping off his black leather jacket. "Mom, Dad, sis, I'm home!" he called, only to have silence echo back. Slipping into the kitchen, he grabbed an apple and took a bit out of it as he walked into the living room, where he saw his mother, father, and sister sitting on the couch.
His mother looked up, grinning and standing, enveloping him in a hug. "Fang, you did it! You made it in! I'm so, so proud of you right now!" she cheered, and Fang hugged her back, hesitantly.
"Made it in where?" he asked carefully, and his dad smirked, waving a letter in the air.
"Well, Hawksmith, of course," his mother replied, pecking him on the cheek. "Fang, you're going to Hawksmith!"
Hawksmith…rival…Max…school…prank…WHAT?
HEYO! I hope Anna's not still in her mood...
Ooh! :D MIKE IS SMART, HAWT, ATHLETIC, SWEET, AND AWESOME! I approve, Gigi.
NOPE. She still is...
*Closes book and nods approval.*
So how'd you like the chapter? I loved it, personally.
I liked it.:D
La di da. I wasn't asking you; you wrote it. I was asking the readers, DUH!
Whoop De Doo. I can like my own writing, thanks very much. I haven't liked my writing in a while.:P
*Sigh* I always like your writing. The only writing I've liked of mine recently is 'Park Bench'
Park Bench IS awesome, but so are your other stories. LIKE ROSES! Annabelle stole my dream date, too...y'know, I think she stole my journal! :O I must go investigate this... If she has it, I'm doomed. I doodled...someone's...name in it...OVER AND OVER AND OVER... *Runs out of room.*
*Cough* Someone?
:P Not THAT someone. Someone...who I really don't like in a name-doodle way, so, it makes NO SENSE.
Sigh. Me confuzzled!
You're confuzzled? I am. I had this crush on a kid in first grade, up until... fourth. I decided I liked him only as a friend, and he was just so nice and stuff, not to mention totally cute. I see him recently, and all these emotions pop up again. And you say you're confused :P
I might have a crush on my almost-brother, when I've had a crush on The Idiotic Buffoon since kindergarten!
HIM? The one in the picture? That I cropped for you? I think that was him...?
...Mayyybeee...
OOHLALA :D
I go for the geeks, okay? Plus, he has a good taste in music, and PLAYS GUITAR.
So it IS him!
Shut up! *Turns Red* I'm leaving this A/N! ~Anna OUT!
Okay. It was long enough XD Don't forget to REVIEW, okay? Anna's hard work! OH AND CHECK OUT OUR OTHER STORY PLEASE! ~Fluffy ~:)
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