Well this is my first ever fan fiction I have posted so it might not be very good. I haven't really figured out a plot just yet. I'm sort of making it up as I go along.
I am not very good at writing for Max so some parts may sound like her where as others might not.
But I hpoe you enjoy it, and please review it to tell me what you think. Thanks


"Wow, Max!" Nudge cried happily when she saw me. "You look so … grown up."

"Um thanks," I said awkwardly, tugging at my tight, deep blue dress. I felt so uncomfortable. I mean come on, me, wearing a dress, and make up. I wished I could just be wearing my usual jeans and a T-shirt. So much more practical. I mean what if I ended up in a fight? This seemed reasonably likely. How was I supposed to kick butt wearing this. But I had no choice. It was my Mom's birthday and we were all going out for a shmansy meal together, and she got to control what we could wear. Urgh.

I looked at the other two girls, and was astonished. I'd never seen them looking so … clean. Nudge's hair wasn't its usual uncontrollably curly mess. It was sleek and straight, framing her dark face perfectly. I wondered how my mom had managed that. She, like me, was wearing a dress, although she looked quite comfortable in it, unlike me. Angel looked even more adorable than usual, in a short white skirt and pink top, her blonde hair set in loose curls.

"Isn't this great Max?" Angel cried happily. "I feel like a princess." I looked at her, and couldn't help agreeing.

"Yes sweetie, you look beautiful." However inside I was wondering how offended my mum would be if I just changed back into my normal clothes.

You don't want to offend anyone Max. Not now, this is a very important time for you. Give your Mom what she wants while you still can.

As if being a human avian hybrid - to put it nicely - wasn't enough, I had a voice inside my head too.

But what do you mean while I still can? I thought, but I knew the voice wouldn't answer. The voice almost never answered my questions.

"Max?" A gleeful cry interrupted my thoughts, as Ella, my little (non avian, and blood related) sister, bounded into the room, looking very pretty, in a long green dress. "Wow!" she said, and again I felt uncomfortable. "You can't even tell you're not normal, I mean you can't even see the wings." Nudge, Angel and I had all been given shawls to put around our shoulders, to keep our wing s hidden, as encase you didn't already know, having wings isn't exactly normal. Not for people who are100 humans anyway.

Ella hurried out of the room happily, talking about going to see the boys, and blushing slightly.

I wonder what that's about I thought.

Maybe you should pay closer attention to some things, the voice chimed in and I gritted my teeth in frustration.

"You're Mom says she wants you downstairs." Totals voice came through the open doorway, followed by Total himself. "She was going on about photos or some – wow!" Total looked at each of us in turn. Angel giggled at Total's tongue, which was hanging out of his open mouth.

"Urgh" I moaned, thinking of letting the others see me dressed like this.

My Mom was waiting in the kitchen for us, and started weeping happily as Me, Angel, and Nudge joined her.

"You all look so beautiful." She cried, making me feel, if possible, even more awkward. I hated mushy talks about people's feelings. It was one of my main aims in life to avoid them at all costs. However Angel and Nudge seemed to enjoy being in the spotlight

"Where are the boys?" I asked, so I didn't have to respond to what she just said.

"They are coming now," I heard Ella call from the top of the stairs.

Fang was worried. He kept imagining Max all dressed up, and didn't know how he was going to be able to resist his feelings for her. He found it hard to do so when she was dressed normally, so how hard would it be to restrain them tonight? He remembered the last time they'd kissed, how her eyes had suddenly filled will fear, longing and confusion, before she had flown away. He wished she would just tell him what she felt, but that was so not Max. He looked at himself in the mirror one last time, brushing a piece of black hair out of his eyes.

"Fang?" Iggy called from the next room, sounding worried.

"What's up Ig?" Fang asked, now leaning against Iggy's door frame.

"Erm…how do I look?"

"You can't, your blind." Fang joked, until Iggy shot him the bird. "You look great." And Fang wasn't lying. Iggy looked really handsome, wearing a pair of black trousers and a golden coloured shirt, with his hair flopping down onto his face.

"Really?" Iggy asked happily, and Fang sniggered.

"Trying to impress someone?"

"We all know who he's trying to impress," laughed Gazzy, practically bouncing into the room.

"Who?" Fang asked. He guessed he hadn't been taking notice of these things, as his mind was to preoccupied with thoughts of Max.

"Freaking duh, it's kind of obvious." Gazzy giggled, while Iggy shot shut-up-now-or-you'll-get-it looks at him. When Fang still looked blank Gazzy sighed. "Ella! He lurves-OW!" Something big and heavy just hit the side of Gazzy's head, just as Ella walked in. At first she just saw at Gazzy clutching his head, and looked confused but once he had mumbled,

"How is it that the blind guy has such a good shot?' She made a small "Oh" and let out a giggle, glancing admiringly at Iggy.

"Mum wants you all down now, she wants photos." Ella left, leaving Iggy looking rather pleased with himself.

I fixed a fake smile on my face as my Mom snapped photos of me, Angel, and Nudge. Both Angel and Nudge were practically glowing with happiness where as was grimacing with annoyance and embarrassment I wondered what the boys would say about how I was dressed, what Fang would say. I was lost in my thoughts a little longer, unable to decide what feelings I held for Fang.

"You look beautiful." Fang whispered in my ear. I spun around, shocked. I hated it when he creeped up on me like that, unnaturally silent.

"Wha-'" I began to ask but was startled into silence by how he looked. His dark hair hung low over his forehead. He was wearing a pale blue shirt, which he had left un-tucked and slightly open at the neck, over dark pair of trousers.

Shut your mouth Max my voice chimed in, and I realised I had left it hung open. I snapped my teeth together angrily.

"Come on; let's get a photo of all of you." My Mom said, and we all got into a line.

Fang couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. Her brown hair hung low over her shoulders, and she wore a silky deep blue dress, which was tight at the top but flared out at the waist. It was the most feminine thing Fang had ever seen her in. She looked … amazing.

"Let's go then." My Mom started shepherding us all towards the door. I headed for my usual comfy sneakers, but as I slipped them on I felt people's eyes on me.

"What are you doing Max?" Angel asked, looking shocked.

"You can't wear those shoes with that dress!" Nudge cried in disbelief. Geez, my Mom, Angel and Nudge were looking at me like I had just killed someone. I heard Fang snigger at my "stupidity", but I was happy when my Mom gave him a pair of shmansy, shiny black shoes to wear, and I saw his face fall into a disgusted expression.

"Here you go, Max." Angel handed me a pair of blue, satin high heels to match my dress. I snorted.

"Mom!" I cried. "Come on. I have let you dress me up, do my make up, make me get my hair done at the hair dressers, but now I'm putting my foot down. I will not wear these shoes!"

"Max-" But Fang cut my Mom off.

"It's OK, Dr. Martinez," Fang said politely. " I don't think Max should have to wear those shoes." I grinned happily at him. "I mean, she won't be able to walk in them. She will probably end up breaking something." My smile turned to a grimace, and I angrily forced my feet into the shoes, gently tying the ribbon around my leg.

Fang was smirking at me, but it turned out he was right. I couldn't walk in these shoes. How did anyone walk in these shoes? They were a freakin' health hazard.

"Want to see what happens if I kick you, while I'm wearing these shoes?" I whispered to Fang. "I bet it won't be pretty. Something like the heel goes into your chest."