*Just a little info to make this thing make sense. Ella's 17, and Max almost 18. Max and Fang are not together but I'm sure they have their awkward moments just like they had from book 1 to book 4. I don't own anything. Enjoy*
"No. There is no way." I refused. Maximum Ride, saying no. Like that doesn't happen often or something. I meant it this time though. There was no changing my mind. "Max, hear me out. I was your age once and I regretted not going." My mom said, almost whining. "I. Am. Not. Going. To. Prom." I said with finality. "I don't even go to school! Why would I go to prom?" I asked angrily. "You're working towards your education using unconventional methods. I respect that. I am telling you right now though, you should go to prom. Ella's school is big enough that no one will even notice that you don't go there." She reassured, sitting at the dining table next to me. "Please come with us." Ella begged sitting next to me with Bambi eyes. "Us?" I asked, hoping I didn't already know the answer. I did though. "Iggy's going with me." She blushed. I sighed, picturing where he would plant the bomb in the school auditorium. "Max, it's a rite of passage for teenage girls. Please think it over." My mom requested sympathetically as everyone trotted downstairs for dinner.