A/N I haven't been on fanfiction in FOREVER and I apologize. I had 2 stories up a LONGGG time ago but I've deleted them due to the fact that I haven't been on here in over a year. I'm on summer vacation and I have a lot of free time and I haven't written in a long time. But I am currently in the middle of moving so things are a bit hectic so be patient with me guys. If I make any major mistakes please tell me (without being an ass about it) because sometimes I don't catch them. Also, I'm Canadian and every time I've tried to write about anyone living anywhere in the U.S. I've messed it up. So I'm not going to specify where they live in this story. Anyways that's enough rambling for now! Enjoy guys! :)

Max=16

Fang=16

Iggy=16

Ella=15

Nudge=15

Gazzy=8

Angel=7

Dylan=16

Max POV

It's 5AM, and how do I know that it's 5AM? Because I'm awake. No teenager should be awake at 5AM on summer vacation.

This is Fang's fault.

I blame his stupid black hair and his gorgeous eyes and his super hot-I mean...um...muscular chest? I sound creepy.

He is to blame for my consciousness this early in the morning.

I guess I should explain.

My name's Max, Maximum Ride. Don't call me Maximum, or you won't be able to call me anything ever again.

I'm 16 and I live with my Mom (Valencia) and my younger sister Ella, who's 15.

Now, let me explain why I'm awake at 5 in the morning. We have to go back about 8 hours (that's 9:00PM for all you guys and gals out there that are worse at math than I am).

My sister and her best friend Nudge wanted to go to this end of summer party at Iggy's house. I'm not much of a party person, as you can probably already tell.

Somehow I got dragged into taking them to this party and babysitting them all night long. I wanted to stay home and watch Netflix but NOOOO because that's considered 'anti-social'.

Ella's always had a thing for Iggy, so I guess my mom didn't want her going to a party where she could be alone with him. On the bright side my best friend, Iggy's twin brother (also known as Fang) would be there.

So here I am standing outside in Iggy's backyard making sure Nudge and Ella don't drown in the swimming pool when-well, let me just take you on a dramatic flash back to 9 hours ago.

-9 PM-

"Max go have fun! You don't need to stand here and watch us all night long" Ella sigh's as I trail behind her and Nudge to the pool.

"Ella, I'm not leaving you two alone back here with a bunch of drunk idiots who want to get in bed with you" I roll my eyes as some jock bumps into me.

Ella and Nudge just grumbl and walk off to socialize.

I walk over to the fence farthest away from the pool in an attempt to be able to keep my eye on Nudge and Ella and not get splashed, but that didn't really work out.

I'm scanning the backyard for Fang when I hear a voice.

"Having a good time?" I hear an oddly familiar voice say next to me.

"I am now that you're here Dylan" I say with a sarcastic smile on my face. He just chuckles.

Next thing I know Dylan has me over his shoulder and is carrying me towards the pool.

"Dylan Jacobs you put me down right now or I swear to god I'll-I'll...I don't know what I'll do but you wont like it!" I yells as I punch his back and try to free myself, unsuccessfully I might add.

I can practically feel a smirk making it's way onto his face.

Dylan and I have never really, gotten along I guess you could say. I've known him since I was in the 7th grade and not once have we ever been friends.

And it seems that he's made it his mission to inconvenience me whenever possible.

"I swear if you throw me in that pool with my phone in my pocket you'll be buying me a knew one you asswagon!" I yell.

Then I feel his hand taking my phone out of my pocket. Crap.

"Out of excuses yet Ride?" he laughs as we get to the edge of the pool.

He takes me off of his shoulder and now had me in his arms bridal style.

"Um Dylan, are you going to put me down?" I ask.

"What? Oh yeah right, I'll put you down" he says as he drops me into the pool.

The only thing going through my mind as I hit the water is that I'm going to kill Dylan. Then bring him back to life and make him clean up the mess and kill him again.

I surface to see Dylan standing at the edge of the pool laughing.

"ZOMG Max why are you swimming in your clothes? You shouldn't be insecure because you have a rockin' body like seriously I wish I had a body like that. I'm glad you decided to loosen up and party a little though because man are you uptight. Ella's always telling me how y-" I cut her off my putting my hand over her mouth.

I was suddenly aware of the fact that I was wearing a loose fitting white t-shirt and it was wet.

"I was thrown in here by El-Jackass over there" I said pointing at Dylan as I climbed out of the pool and crossed my arms over my chest.

I walked up to Dylan and glared at him, all he did was smile and put his arm around my shoulder.

"I think you should take your hands off her" I hear a voice behind Dylan say.

He turns around and comes face to face with none other than Fang. Fang's always been the quiet type, never really talked much to anyone except me.

"Dude chill, she doesn't mind right?" Dylan said "Actually I do mind" I say, shoving his arm off of my shoulder.

"Come on Max I'll take you to get some dry clothes" Fang says eyeing my wet t-shirt. "Thanks" I say as I follow him into his house.

We walk upstairs and I can barely hear the loud music from outside anymore.

Fang opens his bedroom door and bows, "after you m'lady" he says grinning at me. It's hard to think about being mad at Dylan when Fang's talking like that with a stupid grin on his face.

I hold back my grin and walk through the doorway. I look around at the familiar white/beige walls and the dark brown furniture.

He starts rifling through his drawers, presumably looking for something for me to wear.

One side of his room has wall to wall book shelves, I recognize lots of the books he has sitting on them, he always let's me borrow whatever I want so I've read most of them.

His bed is covered in black sheets and a black comforter, I've known him my whole life (we've always gone to the same school) and all he's ever worn is black.

A couple shelves are filled with vinyl records along with a record player next to them.

Fang hands me a pile of clothes, I walk into his bathroom, just as I'm about to close it I hear Fang yell "By the way, nice bra".

"Idiot" I grumble, even though I'm smirking.

I get out of my wet clothes and slip on a large, oversized black t-shirt that goes down to my knees.

I haven't been given any pants but I guess that makes sense since his shirt is practically a dress on me anyways.

His shirt smells good, like laundry detergent. Wait, why am I sniffing Fang's shirt? I should be out there yelling at Dylan for throwing me into that stupid pool, not in here smelling my best friend's clothes.

I walk out of the bathroom to find that Fang has no shirt on. Fang's room has always been the hottest room in his house, so he never has a shirt on.

I'm used to it but damn I really hope he never puts a shirt on again because he is so-nothing. He's so nothing.

He grabs my wet clothes from my hands, "I'll go throw these in the dryer, wait here, we wouldn't anyone to see you walking around without pants on or they might get suspicious" he says winking at me and walking out the door.

I laugh at his remark because we've been best friends forever and the idea of us being anything more than that would be weird.

I sit down on his bed and then lay back and close my eyes. Soon I feel something, or rather someone, plop down next to me.

I open my eyes and look over at Fang "Why does Iggy always let idiots who like to throw young teenage girls into swimming pools come to his parties?" I ask.

Fang just smirks "I didn't think you were coming tonight" he says. "My mom made me come to keep an eye on Ella and Nudge" I sigh.

"You're not doing a very good job" he points out. I smack his arm "It's not my fault I was tossed into your pool".

"Aw is my little Maxie upset?" Fang asks giving me a pouty face.

I pretend to start crying "Fang I'm just so upset, I don't understand why he was so mean and I just-" I burst into fake sobs and turn away from Fang.

"Woah, woah Max are you actually crying?" he asks in a worried voice while touching my shoulder to try and get me to face him.

I laugh "You fall for that every time" I say turning around to face him.

I'm suddenly aware of how close our faces were.

Fang starts leaning closer until were only inches apart. What were we doing? Is he going to kiss me? Wait, why am I leaning in, this isn't happening.

Fang's like my brother right? Kissing him would be weird, but, I want to kiss him so bad right now.

I hear Fang's door open "Woah guys put a sock on the door or something" I hear Iggy say.

We quickly separate "Shut up Ig, what do you want?" Fang asks.

"The party's over and I need, help cleaning up..." he trails off realizing that I was only wearing one of Fang's shirts.

"Also Nudge and Ella have been looking for you Max, but you should probably put some pants on before you go find them.

Iggy smirks and close's the door behind him.

Fang chuckles, "I'll go get your clothes" he says as he get's up and walks out the door.

When Fang comes back I'm anxious to leave so I quickly slip on my pants and grab the rest of my dry clothes and practically run out of the door.

I walk into the backyard to find Ella and Nudge sitting by the pool "Max where have you been? Why are you wearing Fang's shirt?" Ella asks.

"Oh em gee! You guys totally hooked up didn't you? Thank god I've been shipping it for so long and it's finally happening ah! Zomg on Halloween you guys can wear those cute couples costumes and it'll be so cute I'll actually die becau-"

"Nudge, were just friends" I cut her off, "Can we go now?" I ask.

So Nudge and Ella get up and said goodbye to all their friends and we walk next door, yes, we live right next door to Fang and Iggy, I know it's kinda cliché.

The minute I walk through the front door I go straight to my room, take off my jeans and hop into bed wearing only Fang's shirt.

I was smelling his stupid shirt again, dammit.

-5 AM-

And that ladies and gents is why I'm up at 5 in the morning. I could't sleep because all I could think about was my almost kiss with Fang.

It was kind of impossible not to think about it when I was wear his stupid fancy smelling shirt.

Do I like my best-friend?

Crap.

A/N Well, sorry the chapters so short but it's now 3AM and I'm too tired to write anymore and I reallllyy wanted to post this tonight. I'll hopefully be updating again within the next couple days. Lemme know what you guys think! Sorry if it's poorly edited, I'll go over it again once I've had some sleep and fix any mistakes I missed. Review and tell me your thoughts guys! :)