Title: Be My Bad Boy

Rating: T+

Summary: Max and Fang are a couple now! Will Max's new view of Fang affect the views of the other girls in the house as well? Nudge and Angel think Fang is cute! What does Fang think about this? Who knows! What will Max do when she finds out? Who cares! Just read! :D

Author's Note: Oh-em-gee, you just HAVE to check out the new Maximum Ride manga drawn by legendary manga-ka NaRae Lee! (Whoo!). Angel looks so friggin' cute, it should be illegal! Kawaii-desu!~ ^w^ Yen Plus updates monthly a new chapter of Max Ride every issue, so you should check out their new magazine! Oooh, and who can forget about the Maximum Ride movie set to come out 2010? Okie-dokie, I'll stop talking now, just read my story!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Maximum Ride!! James Patterson does!! He's a pretty cool guy and doesn't afraid of anything! ;]

-Prologue-

"Fang, I...love you. I hope that's okay... I-I mean, if you like me as a sister or something...I'll understand."

Fang chuckled. "Well, I love you too Max. More than just a sister, trust me."

Fang pulled Max closer, and was slowly about to kiss her, when...

CRASH!

I fell off the side of my bed, startled awake from yet another dream about Fang kissing me.

"Is everyone okay?!" I yelled.

Whatever that loud crash was, I had to make sure everyone was okay... No matter how cranky I was about being woken up so suddenly from such a nice dream. I got up and ran out the door, fully prepared to jump the whole flight of steps down to the kitchen but never making it. I bumped into and fell onto something really hard, which just so happened to be Fang.

He must have also been rushing to make sure everyone was okay. What a leader. Just like me. Oh sure, I could think that now, but looking back on that moment... Well, all I could think about was how warm his skin was against mine. Then, I remembered that the only two things I wore to sleep was my tank-top and panties.

God damn it.

"Sorry!!" I half-yelled, half-squealed. I jumped off of him as quickly as I could and jogged down the stairs two at a time. By the time I got to the kitchen, Iggy was picking up the broken pieces of plate from the floor. I was actually kinda glad that he was blind, otherwise he'd also have seen me in my PJ's... Or lack, thereof.

"Iggy, what happened?!" Even though I knew he was blind, I was still a little embarrassed as his sightless eyes moved in the direction of my voice.

"Someone left a toy on the floor, and I tripped over it while I was going to make breakfast." The way he said it so calmly... Geez, does anything bother him? I picked up the Gasman's toy truck from the floor. Oh, he's going to get it when he wakes up. Then, as usual, Fang appeared in the room like a freaking ghost, scaring the hell out of me.

"Fang!! Don't walk so quietly like that!" I found out a while ago that being mad at Fang was way better than being flustered and blushing alot around him. So, I used that to my advantage, and almost always find a reason to be annoyed with him. He just glanced at me after assesing the mess on the floor.

"You should go get dressed. I'll go wake up the others for breakfast." Fang said.

Fine, whatever. I walked up to my room, suddenly remembering the dream I had, and what happened afterward. I groaned. I hate myself for even thinking of Fang in that way. Of course he doesn't like me! I'm not blind or anything, (sorry Iggy) so you'd think I would have noticed any signs these past 14 years. Well, whatever.

I put on my all-time favorite outfit: a white T-shirt over a black tank-top, paired with skinny jeans and my absolute favorite pair of boots. I walked down to kitchen with a new confidence. I would just forget all about this morning and get on with the rest of the day. But of course, my resolve was shattered as soon as I saw Fang, sitting at the kitchen table next to Angel, helping her cut her pancake into pieces. Why is he so damn cute?!

Angel smiled at him in thanks and he gave a small smile back. He's always had a soft spot for Angel. Angel looked up then and smiled.

"Good morning, Max!" The way she always lit up when she saw me made my heart swell. Fang looked up too, and I could have sworn I saw a smirk on his face. Nudge got up and hugged me tightly.

"Hi Max!" she said. I laughed and hugged her back.

"Hey motor-mouth." I called her that sometimes because, man, that girl could talk. Nudge giggled and went back to her breakfast. I took a quick glance around the table and saw that the only free seat was in between Fang and the Gasman. I went over and sat down, trying to act all casual and nonchalant about it. But trust me, my heart was beating like a jachammer.

Trying to take my mind off of the close proximity between me and Fang, I looked over and saw Gazzy looking guilty. Oh yeah!

"Hey Gazzy," I said conversationally, "Guess what you're not supposed to do?"

"...Let one rip?" he said, trying to be all innocent about it. Nice try, kid.

"Leave your toys lying around, that's what." I said bitterly. Gazzy frowned.

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't apologize to me! Apologize to Iggy, he's the one who got hurt!"

"I'm sorry Iggy..." the Gasman said.

Iggy shrugged. "Ehh, that's okay, Gaz. But if you really want to kill me, you should hand me a knife and tell me it's my toothbrush." Gazzy laughed and leaned over to touch fists with Iggy. I rolled my eyes. Boys.

"Hey guys," Angel said, "the fridge is almost empty." Nudge cheered.

"Yay!! Time for the groceries! I'll go get the straws." That's what we do when we need to go shopping. Whichever two people get the short straws need to go buy everything. Effective, isn't it? And totally 100% random.

Nudge came back with the cup of straws and took one for herself.

"Long! Angel's turn."

"Hehe. Long. Fang's turn!"

"Short, dammit... Iggy's turn..."

"Boo-yah! Long! The Gasman's turn."

It was tense. Well, at least it was for me. It was either me or Gazzy who would have to go with Fang... Did I ever tell you that I hate 50-50 chances? I haven't? Well, now you know. Oh please, please, please let me get the long straw... I crossed my fingers under the tabl.e I wouldn't be able to handle alone time with Fang...

"Long! Haha, Max! You and Fang have to do the groceries!"

I took the last and final short straw and glared at it. I made sure to curse that thing to hell and beyond. Would anyone be so kind as to tell me why my life sucks so much?

Author's Note: Yay!! I recently got back into Maximum Ride! I read this back in the 6th grade, and since I'm a 9th grader now I want to remember a few of my younger memories. Such as this book. A few years from now I'll be able to look back and remember reading all four books of the Twilight series in one summer. Yay!! Don't forget to review. A new chapter in a few days. :D