Chapter 1 Before Dinner

Fang POV

"You know I don't trust him in this house, Fang." Max said, obviously upset about the recent marriage of her birth parents.

"Yes, I know. But cant you at least try to get along with him? Maybe eventually trust him." I replied gently. But this was not what she wanted to hear, because she stammered for a moment, said something about helping her mother with dinner, and stormed out of the bedroom we share. I sighed. Just me and my thoughts again, I suppose.

Max POV

How can he think that I would ever trust Jeb after all of the crap he put us through? The nerve of him, I mean honestly! He practically tortured us, Fang included in the "us" portion, and he still expects me to be nice and civil with him? No. Way.

I went into the kitchen to find my mother, Dr. Martinez, already in there, thinking about what to make for dinner. She looked up and smiled at me when I came in, but quickly replaced her smile with a look of concern. I glanced in the mirror next to the sink, my eyes puffy and red. I looked as though I had been crying. Had I been crying? I hadn't noticed..

"Are you okay, Max?" Mom asked me.

"I'm fine. Just upset about something small. Don't worry about it," I put on a smile, "what are we making for dinner tonight?" I asked, changing the subject to something cheerful.

"I was thinking lasagna. Sound okay to you?" My mom replied. I laughed.

"Maybe we should get Iggy's help." I said, still laughing as I remember the utter chaos of the last attempt of our lasagna. Mom laughed with me, clearly remembering the incident as well.

"That would probably be a good idea." She said, so I went to the stairs and yelled for Iggy to come down.

For being a blind mutant freak, you wouldn't know it. Iggy comes flying down the stairs just like any normal kid. Of course not really flying, we're in the house.

"What do you need, Max? I was kind of busy." He said, and I noticed his cheeks were kind of pink.

"Mom and I are making lasagna for dinner and we need your help and expertise in cooking." I said as I walked back into the kitchen.

"Ah, so you decided not to make a volcano again, did you?" Iggy said, laughing as he followed me. Mom and I rolled our eyes.

"We're rolling our eyes, Ig," I said.

"Whatever, Max, just do what I say and we wont create Frankenstein in here." Iggy said, still grinning at me as he opened the fridge and got out different ingredients.

Dinner

"Oh, my gosh, you guys! This is so amazing and delicious!" Nudge yelled.

"Way better than the last burnt thing we had," Gazzy said with a smirk. Angel nodded.

"It really is good, Max. Good thing you got Iggy's help I suppose?" She smiled at me with her little Bambi eyes of hers. She is so adorable, sometimes I just cant help myself.

"Well, Iggy really is good at cooking." My sister, Ella said, and I watched as she turned bright pink in her cheeks. Must ask her about Iggy, added to mental notes. Iggy turned pink as well and ducked his head down closer to his plate.

"You , Iggy, and your mother did a wonderful job on dinner, Max. And I thank you all for this." Jeb said, I didn't look at him, I could feel his eyes on me though. Instead, I looked over at Fang, who hadn't said anything, though I really wasn't that surprised. Its Fang. He's the strong and silent type, and after so many years of knowing him, I know that if he likes the food put in front of him, he eats it all in record time and says nothing.

After Dinner

It was Gazzy's turn to do the dishes tonight, so I went straight up to the room I share with Fang. I was put in charge of who gets which rooms, and after putting everyone else in rooms, all that was left was one room and Fang and I. So we wound up in the same room. I don't mind, I've been with him my whole life, and I don't have anything to hide from him.

I flopped down onto my bed with a heaving sigh. The pillows all around me jumped a little and I smiled at the thought of them being afraid of me.

"That looked like so much fun," I hear Fang say from the doorway.

"Oh yes, so fun. You should try it sometime." I said sarcastically, but he takes it literally and flops down next to me. "I was kidding, Fang!" I cry, as my body flies a couple inches off the top of the mattress.

"I know. I felt like doing it anyway. Besides, I need to apologize for being so pushy about Jeb and trusting him. So I'm sorry." Fang says. I know he's being sincere, because his eyes give that away. I smile.

"Thanks, Fang, but I need to apologize, too. I overreacted. So I'm sorry as well." I get a smile out of him and I laugh.

"Alright." Is all he says, then he kisses my forehead and rolls off the bed and leaves the room. I am left to think, and not about Jeb. All that I can think about is he kissed my forehead!

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