"Commander Martinez!" My second in command, Fang, yelled, running up to me. "Fang, you know I hate formalities. what is it?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Lisa's flirting with me again. I need operation Stay Away, please?" Fang begged, giving me his pouty face.
"Fine." I said, then wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

You see, we have this thing for when someone hits on one of us. We made it in high school. If someone hits on Fang, he tells me "Operation Stay Away" and I help keep girls away from him by acting like we're together.
Same goes for Vise versa.

"Fangy!" I heard a shrilly voice exclaim, and then Lisa ran around the corner of our tents, to see us making out.

"UGH! Max, you always get the hottest guys! I swear, you have Fang, Dylan, Sam, just Ugh!" Lisa stomped her foot, then stalked away.

Finally! We were able to split apart, but I had an empty feeling in my stomach, like I did every time I kissed Fang.

"Thank you so much, Max." Fang said, still having his arms around my waist.

"No Problem, you just have to kee-" I started, but Then Dylan walked around the corner, his eyes locked on me.

"Speek his name and he will come." I mumbled.

Fang's arms tightened around me, making me take a step closer to him.

"Max! Hey! Oh, hey... Nicholas." Dylan said, glaring at Fang, who returned an equally fierce glare.

Fang's face stayed scrunched up in a glare for a few minutes, before he smiled.

'Oh God.' I thought.

"Fang- what are y-"

"Hey, Dylan. I was just" Pulls me closer, " making out with my Girlfriend here."

'fang, you can be such an ass.' I thought as Fang kissed me again.

'If we have to do this any longer, I'm gonna die from lack of oxygen.'