True Facebook Love

Summary:

Max and Fang got in a fight. Max wanted revenge. So she made a fake Facebook for Fang's dream girl. Now if only he will fall in love.

Cue operation heart break. Based off of Phoenix Fanatic's idea.

Disclaimer: Me no own. Actually, this whole idea belongs to Pheonix Fanatic. She came up with the idea in her story Diary of a Lovesick Mutant. Go read it! I have her permission to write this.

Hi guys! New story, yay! So, this is my first Maximum Ride story, so it should be... Interesting...

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

"Operation Heartbreak"

Max POV

Maximum Ride was pissed.

At Fang.

I was furious, stomping down the stairs two at a time. We had only been living with my mom and Ella for a month or two, going to school, and Fang had already gathered attention with the principle and some of our classmates! I just finished talking on the phone with our principle, barely able to convince her that, "no, Fang does not need counseling". Mrs. _ thought he needed professional help with his emotions, and the even the kids thought he was weird, different. He gathered attention and curiosity. As if secretly mutant bird kids needed more attention.

And curious teens do NOT help. And we thought saving the world would be our most difficult accomplishment. Apparently, just getting a decent, normal, education would be tougher. We had gone through so much trouble to avoid publicity when we were saving the world, we didn't want people finding out now. So much was hanging in the balance, and Fang was ruining everything!

It is easy to see why I was very angry.

I spotted Fang sitting on the couch, and I calmly walked over leaning on it. I was trying to hide my anger, for now at least. I had to at least TRY to talk to him about this, not yell. We will see how that works out.

"So," I managed to get out, twirling my hair in my fingers and staring at the back of Fangs head.

"So." he replied, still not turning to face me. I could just see the smirk on his face through his head. I balled my hands into fists.

"Want guess who I was talking to on the phone?"

"The principle," he said without hesitation.

I was about to reply sarcastically, but I realized he was right.

"Yeah," I said in hesitantly, "How did you know?"

Fang didn't answer my question, just smirking and asking, "What did Iggy do this time?" I sighed, and he turned to face me.

"Nothing, for once. But HE isn't the point." I glared at him, expecting him to get it, but he just raised one of his eyebrows at me, daring me to continue.

"God Fang! YOU are! It was YOU! The call was about YOU! YOU are the one making trouble!" I yelled, walking around to face him.

"What? Perfect little me?." Fang smiled at me, feigning innocence. It just got me worked up even more.

"Why do you have to be such a bad example? The kids look up to you, you know that. You are basically just telling them that it is okay to be themselves and stand out!"

"Isn't it?"

"It is usually good, but we are bird kids. BIRD kids. You can still be you, but why do you have to be so obvious about it?" I was yelling louder than I intended, good thing Gazzy, Angel, Ella, Nugde, and surprisingly, Iggy, were all out in the woods playing extreme mutant tag. Poor Ella.

"Obvious about being me? Is there something wrong with me? Am I doing something wrong?" He asked, back to his innocent facade. He was trying to trip me up. He stood, a smirk on his face. He knew exactly what I was talking about.

I glared.

Fang smirked.

"You know what I am talking about! I just said, we can't stand out! It endangers the whole Flock! We cant have people poking around! You need to fit in more!"

"Fit in more," Fang asked, clarifying. He mumbled something I couldn't hear. "So you are saying that there is something wrong with me, and that by just being me, I am standing out, and putting the flock in danger? So my personality could and will harm the Flock, and that I need to change myself or I will be intentionally hurting my family." Now Fang was really into it. I was kinda worried. He must really want to rile me up. He was using way more words than usual. "So I can't even be myself, can't be who I want to be?"

He had me stuck. He had twisted everything that I had said around and made me seem like the villain. When I was trying to protect my loved ones, including him.

"I never said that," I said softly. Crap, he heard that.

"But what if you had? Then I would HAVE to listen, because you control every aspect of my life, right? Wait, no, you don't. I live my OWN life! You DON'T control me. I am my own leader," he said, angry now.

I was more furious, if that was even possible. It is extremely stressful to lead a group of mutants, and I work hard every day to protect and lead him and the others, and I get blamed for controlling! It sometimes kills me to be stern with them, especially the younger ones, but otherwise they wouldn't listen. My decisions have saved their butts time and time again, and this is my thanks!

"Yeah Max," Fang said, sarcasm dripping from his words. Crap, how much of that last paragraph did I say out loud? "You really think that? You get us into trouble more than save us! And the times you DO help, well, anyone could have done it."

"I'd like to see YOU be the leader for a DAY Fang."

"Okay," was all he said. That was the last straw. First the school problems, then the control insults and the attack on my leadership skills. Lastly, the sudden lack of words and his nonchalance was too much. The last straw.

So I, Maximum Ride, ran from the room, tears threatening to spill over, while Fang just sat back down on the couch in a huff.

What has the world come to?

I ran up to my room, and closed the door. I sat on my bed and cried. I know, wasn't usual me. I almost never cry. What is happening? But, for the record, Fang was not the usual Fang either. So ha. He used more than five words in an hour.

I don't know how long I sat there, but after a while, long after the tears had dried, I heard the Flock come in from an evening outside to go to bed, and I fell asleep too.

My last thought? "How long has Fang been thinking those things?"

I woke up at exacty nine thirty two, refreshed and ready for battle. With Fang. But this was not a normal battle. It was time for the big guns. I was going to get revenge. On Fang. Now THAT sounds more like the Max we all know. And I had an idea. He had nearly broken my heart with his words, so it was my turn. It was time for Operation: Heartbreak.

I know, I should lay off the exclamation points. But, but, I LOOOVE THEM! (haha, take that)

Thanks for reading! And, if you are bored, like me when I usually read fanfictions, then feel free to review! It makes me weeellly weeellly happy! (ha, not a single period in that whole paragraph!)

Oh, just a question:

Did parts of the fight seem awkward or confusing to you? It did to me when I read it over, but it could have just been my imagination, because I kept changing it. I don't write fight scenes that often.

Julia