A/N - Hey guys! I decided to create a new story, I hope you give it a try! IDNOMR!

You know you love me, I know you care
Just shout whenever, and I'll be there
You are my love, you are my heart
And we will never, ever, ever be apart

Are we an item? Girl, quit playin'
"We're just friends," what are you sayin'?
Said "there's another," and looked right in my eyes
My first love broke my heart for the first time

And I was like baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you'd always be mine, mine

Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you'd always be mine, mine-

"For goodness sake, man," I groaned, scrunching my face up in disgust, "if we can't have anything decent on the the radio, we're better off turning it off." I leant forward and pressed the knob on the radio to turn it off.

Nudge turned to me and scowled, "What the hell, Max? Don't be stupid, I can't take my hands off the steering wheel. Put it back on. I hate driving without the radio on."

"No." I shook my head in annoyance and looked outside the window; we were driving down the motorway, so there was nothing interesting to look at; only cars and sheep. "How can you listen to that shit?" I murmured; more to myself than her.

"You know, just cause you don't like him, doesn't mean I can't listen to him...It is my car after all- maybe you would have one by now if you hadn't taken three years to get your license," she teased, enjoying the fact that I had only just passed my driving test after four tries, and all but one of them had been paid for by Nudge's Dad.

I turned back towards her and gave her a sarcastic laugh. "Ha- ha. you're so funny. We both know the instructor had inferior feelings towards me for some reason. You should have seen the dirty looks he kept giving me."

Nudge rolled her eyes and smiled, "You know, if you'd just let me, I could loan you some money to pay for a car. If it pains your pride so much, we could make it a second-hand on-"

"No Nudge," I said firmly, cutting her off. "You and you're Dad are paying for enough. I don't need any-more of your charity, I have to at least do something by myself."

"It's not like it would make a difference. My Dad's loaded. Just stop being stupid-"

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "No, you stop being stupid, Nudge Just let me do this one thing on my own."

Nudge sighed and tapped her fingers against the steering wheel, "You're a stubborn brat, you know. For a nineteen year old, you act like a total baby."

I shrugged, "And you have an anal disorder... So we're both even."

She grinned and looked over at me, bumping my arm with her shoulder. The car swerved a little, and my heart skipped a beat.

"Eyes back on the road! You're the worst chauffeur I've ever had."

"Oh shut up, Max!" she whispered, hunching over the steering wheel. Her big, brown eyes were glued back onto the road, looked slightly worried. "You're the passenger, stop talking to me then! If we crash and die, I'm blaming you," she hissed seriously, still not looking away from the road, pausing every once in a while to glance up at the side and rear-view mirrors.

Nudge was funny like that; her daddy paid for a fancy car, and now she's scared shitless of getting it damaged- I guess all good things come at a price

I smiled at her and gave her a pat on the shoulder, before leaning back into the leather chairs. "How is that even possible? We'd be dead, you can't exactly blame me then."

Her eyes flickered over, and she took her left hand off the wheel to give me a two fingered salute. "Whatever," she growled.

I got the point- I mean, normally I would've pressed on, but you never know with Nudge, she could unintentionally swerve the car into some tree so that we crash and burn- but don't worry, that's a worst case scenario, and not really possible considering there aren't really many trees round here.

"So," I said gently, "where are we going?"

I looked out the window and my gaze followed up the dusty road- we were either heading towards the airport, or the skate park.

I looked back at my best friend and quirked up my eyebrow; silently asking her why we were there. She kept her eyes straight ahead on the road, but I noticed that she had gripped the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles becoming a little whiter. "Nudge?" I sat up, rolling my shoulders from being in a slouched position for such a long time. "Why are we going to the skate park? You know I can't do shit on one of those things- are you really going to start off the summer holidays by getting me injured?"

She bit her lip, "No, we're not going to the skate park... Don't freak out, okay?"

I looked at her weirdly, "Don't worry, I won't. What is it?"

"...We're here to pick up Iggy."

I sighed in relief, settling back down on Nudge's car seat. "Well, that's no big deal. I'm not really going to freak out over that, am I?" I said, impatiently pushing a strand of hair out of my face, looking at her. "I like Iggy, sure he can be a bit annoying at times, but-"

"And Fang." she whispered the last part so quietly it was nearly inaudible. An uneasy smile graced her face.

What did she just say?

Shock overcame me. The name was like a bucket of ice down my shirt- I hadn't heard it in so long.

I choked on my own spit, and went into a coughing frenzy. I awkwardly hit my own back over my shoulder, since if Nudge did it, there would've been a 75% chance that the car would've swerved into a ditch and we would've died.

"What?" I said, my voice raspy still recovering from my cough fit.

She cringed, "I couldn't exactly say no."

"And why exactly couldn't you?" I asked disbelievingly. Not for her, but for the unexpected guest I just found out about.

"Because... You know..." she said, slightly uneasy.

"No Nudge. I really don't know." My hand was clenched tightly on the dashboard; I was just about ready to smash my fist down.

She looked at me, her eyes off the road for a few seconds, and then her gaze trailed down to my arm and onto the dashboard. She looked at it apprehensively for a second, and then gave me a please-don't-break-it look; which I had honestly received many times before.

I slowly took my hand off the surface, and shoved it deep into my camouflage sweat pants. From the corner of my eye, I saw Nudges tense frame relax slightly.

I sat there angrily, bathing in my own aura of depression; I eventually came to the conclusion that if he really was coming, no matter what I said, the plane that held my new buddy's would not turn around and go back home, or you know, crash in the sea.

We drove for a short while in utter silence... only listening to the kids screaming and running up and down the road.

After we drove around the filled car park for a while, Nudge pulled into an empty space. She slowly turned the key in the ignition, turning the car off.

"Do you want to come?" Nudge asked perkily. I gave her a are-you-stupid look and then turned away. She held her hands up as if to surrender, "Touchy." She quickly unclasped her seatbelt, and got out of the door. "I'll be back in a sec, Max," she chimed, slamming the door shut. "Stay."

"I'm not a dog" I mumbled, agitated. She smiled, raising her hand as a 'bye', and then walked off.

I looked down, and stared at my intertwined hands, suppressing the urge to scream. I quickly unclasped my seatbelt and I doubled over, tucking my head into my stomach, well, as far as it would go. Why? Why me of all people? or rather Why? Why him of all people?

I have no idea how long I stayed like that, because eventually, I fell asleep, my head cradled in my arms. Only to wake up to the slamming and opening of doors. I rolled my shoulders, and blinked, trying to clear the grogginess.

"Yo, my little R.B.!" I felt somebody ruffle my hair. I quickly raised my hand to bat his hand away. I looked up to see Iggy's blonde beaming face. What the hell was R.B? Rabid baboon? "Long time no see. You've grown so much in the past few years."

I grinned at him, I couldn't help it. He was just the kind of person who, no matter how annoying they were,. made you smile. I was about to ask what a R.B was, but suddenly, I heard the familiar obnoxious voice of a beast emanating from the backseat. I muffled a groan into my red tank-top.

There was a rough calloused hand latching onto the bare skin of my shoulder. "Hey Max. I missed you," the creature teased me, "Been a long time-"

I cut him off, "Get lost, Ravensmith," I said, icy tones clear in my voice.

His hand fell from my shoulder, "Well, from my point of view, it looks like you didn't miss me that much-"

I cut the monster off, Again, "Well, I really don't know where you got that idea from," my voice dripped with sarcasm. "But I'd like to see things from your point of view, but the thing is I just can't seem to get my head that far up my ass."

I smiled, my head still nestled on my lap. Wishing I could see Fang's expression, but still not ready to see his face. Nudge was clearly trying to stifle a groan, whereas Iggy was completely the opposite, trying hard to choke back his laughter, saying, "You crack me up my Little R.B." I didn't bother asking.

"I don't want a reply of high-school, guys. If you don't mind, I'm going to start the car up, and I'm going to begin driving... If you start bickering, I'm going to push your little asses out of my nice car, and make you walk back home... and if you refuse to shut up, I will crash, and that means...We. Will. All. Die."

I just stared at Nudge; she looked frustrated, massaging her temple with her forefingers; she tends to go a bit over the top at times. "And..." I audibly groaned, she cast me a not-so-menacing look. "If anybody survives that crash, you are paying my daddy back all the bills for this car."

She pointed an intimidating slim finger in Fangs direction, and then shifted it over to me. Iggy sighed happily that he didn't get the finger. So... she pointed the finger at him.

"It's been so long, I totally forgot how Nudge and her Daddy's precious cars were..." Iggy whispered loudly to Fang; I suppressed a grin as Nudges toffee colored skin tinted slightly pink. "Remember when we were seventeen and me, you, Dominic and Nudge were in that sexy black car she used to have, and Dominic spilt his coke. She went ape on him; i think he cried when he got home."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." She trailed off, inserting the key into the ignition, and turning the car on. It gave a loud, low rumble as it started up, and Iggy gave a low, impressed whistle, clearly admiring Nudge's ride. "If it weren't for Daddy's precious cars you'd be walking home, so be grateful."

I quickly settled my feet back on the ground, and looked up, clasping my seatbelt into place, only catching a glimpse of Fangs inky, charcoal black eyes, fringed with pretty, long and dark eyelashes staring back at me.

Nudge started driving, her eyes carefully attached to the road, one hand clutched onto the joystick; fully concentrated.

"So guys, where are you planning on staying?" I asked, curiously. I craned my neck around, to look at Iggy, completely ignoring Fang.

As soon as Iggy saw my curious eyes, a wide smirk appeared on his stupid, ignorant little face.

"Ahh, hasn't Nudge told you yet?" Iggy asked. Nudge stopped at a traffic light, only for a second, to send Iggy a harsh glare. He shrank back in his seat.

"I hadn't gotten around to it yet" she mumbled. "I was waiting for the right time..."

"Told me what? Waiting for the right time to tell me what?" I asked, hating the feeling when everybody knows something you don't.

I looked over to Fang, and instead of the predictable smirk that I had assumed would be playing on his face, there was a frown. That means whatever is going on, is bad for Fang. So I guess it's good for me then!

"Just tell me," I said, as calm as possible.

"Well... Fang and I are you're new R.B's! Just like you are our R.B's..." he trailed off, grinning happily. I was totally confused now, and slightly annoyed because my neck hurt' from straining to turn my head around. We were all each other's Rabid Baboons?

"For goodness sake, just tell me what R.B means," I vexed irritatedly.

He smiled innocently, yet there was a I-know-something-you-don't look was plastered all over his god-damned face. I was ready to stick my foot on his face and flatten it into a pancake.

"Iggy, just tell me what it means..." I vexed, running out of patience.

"R.B... means...", he paused again for suspense, "Room Buddies!" Iggy exclaimed.

I raised an eyebrow, not understanding what he meant, R.B. means room buddies?

I went over it in my head, trying to process the meaning...it sunk in. Oh shit.

"Oh hell no..." I whispered, watching the grin become bigger on Iggy's face, exposing his white teeth... the teeth that I wanted to knock straight out of his mouth...

I am not sharing my apartment with them two, for the whole summer holidays, especially with Ravensmith. No, no, no, no, NO.

A/N- Ravensmith? O.o I don't think anybody has used that name before!

Uh, there will be super rare updates to this story (I think - lets hope not). I know it's short, but if you review and like it, they will be longer! Hint, hint.

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