Ta-da! My first update! I would aslo like to thank my first two reviewers, TakeMeToYourBestFriendsHouse and the Guest reviewer (don't worry, I know it wasn't a flame) for, well, reviewing. On with the story!

Disclaimer: Me no own MR or the Incredibles.

Chapter 2:

Fang POV

"Fang! Get your lazy butt down here!"

What a nice wake up call. My mother had never really been one to be gentle. I guess I got that from her. When I broke up with girls, I just let them know. I didn't really dilly-dally. Sometimes they took it well, sometimes they kept clinging to me list glue. Don't get me wrong, I didn't treat girls like objects, but it really got annoying after a while.

"Coming!", I screamed back. I pulled on a dark shirt and a new pair of black jeans. Hearing this, you might think I'm emo or Goth, but I promise you I'm not. I just like the color black. Is that too hard to understand? Unfortunately, some girls find it hot. But there used to be one girl who didn't. Max.

Ah, Max. I thought about her while going downstairs to get breakfast. I absent-mindedly said Hi to the twins, Gazzy and Angel (A/N: Just thought I'd make 'em twins), all the while still thinking about her as I went gobbled down some toast. She'd been my best friend since we met, when we were 8. I still remembered how we'd first seen each other.

-Flashback-

I was walking on the sidewalk when someone slammed into me. A young girl talked so quickly I couldn't understand what she was saying at first.

"Hide me! Or else Dylan will find me!" she said playfully. I had no clue who Dylan and this girl were, but I felt the urge to want to help her. I gently shoved her behind a tree just as a blond-haired boy with sparkling blue eyes showed up.

"Max! I saw you!" he said towards the tree. Huh. The girl's name was Max. Interesting name. Just as I thought that, Max appeared from behind the tree. Just then she noticed I was still standing there. I quickly assessed her. Her long brown hair with blond highlights was tied in a ponytail, while she was wearing simple jeans shorts with a navy blue T-shirt, not dressed in bright pink dresses like other girls her age.

"Max", she said, introducing herself to me.

"Fang."

Max wrinkled her nose in disgust.

"Fang? What kind of name is Fang? Are you a vampire or something?"

Wow. No one had ever been that forward with me, but I decided I kind of liked it. She didn't care what others thought of her.

"Hey, you wanna come over to my house or something? My mom's making chocolate chip cookies."

"But Max," Dylan said, glaring at me, "You told me we could play tag together!" Well someone's a little jealous, I thought. Max didn't seem to notice.

"We can do that another time. Come on Fang, I'll show you my house and sister. Dylan, you wanna come?"

Dylan didn't even respond, he just stalked off.

"Whatever, his loss. Let's go!" Max said happily.

-End Flashback-

I could still feel the taste of her mother's cookies in my mouth. After she had brung me over, we had eaten cookies while watching a movie, The Incredibles, which since then had been one of my favorite movies. We had become the best friends there ever were. We did everything together. After a while, I had realized I wanted more than just friends. When we were 14, I had finally worked up the nerve to ask her out. To my surprise, she had said yes. We hadn't done anything big for the date, just a simple picnic by a lake. That date had led to more, and more, when finally we were officially dating. Then I had found out my dad had been cheating on my mom since the twins were born, a full 8 years. I had gotten so mad, I wasn't thinking clearly. That night, Max and I had went out on a date. I could tell she knew I was out of it. When I was at her doorstep to tell her goodnight, she told me quietly,

"I love you."

I could tell she had been working up the nerve to say it, and she and I both knew this was a big deal for her, but I was too mad to care.

"Whatever."

The last thing I ever saw of her was her face, filled with shock, anger, and sadness all at the same time. She slammed the door in my face while I just walked home. The next day, she avoided me. And the day after. And after. Every time I tried to approach her to apologize, she quickly walked away. All her friends wouldn't talk to me either. Especially Dylan. I had started to strongly dislike Dylan since I met him. I knew he had feelings for Max, even when Max and I had been dating. Once after the "incident", I saw them kiss in the hallway between classes. All my friends had stopped talking to me and avoiding me. Unfortunately, when my mother had found out about my dad, she had wanted to get as far away from here as possible after divorcing. For her, that meant moving halfway across the country. I didn't bother telling any of my old friends I was leaving; they wouldn't care anyways. I tried talking to Max one more time, but she just looked at me sadly. By this time, Max and Dylan had become a "thing". Every time I saw them in the hallway together, with his arm around her, he would gloat at me. I just turned away. I would never stop loving Max.

At my new school, I had made tons of friends, including Iggy, a crazy and perverted pyromaniac who had immediately took a liking to Gazzy, due to his similar love of bombs and such. Girls here loved me. I don't want to brag or anything, but I was the one they all swooned over. Sam, another of my friends, was also quite popular with the ladies. I had at least over 20 different girlfriends, since the 2 years I had been here. Most recently, Lissa. She was very popular, but also really bratty. You might wonder why I went out with her, then, but I was trying to forget Max, which so far was not working. I still loved her more than ever, if that was even possible.

Suddenly, I looked at the clock. 7:50! I was going to be late for school! At my old school, it wasn't such a big deal, but here, you got detention for a week if you were late at least once. That had never happened to me, and I wasn't ready for that to change. I ran out the door and jumped into my car. Thankfully , I got there just on time. As I was walking towards Lissa's locker to say Hi to her, I bumped into someone. When I looked up, my heart did somersaults. But my hope was quickly extinguished when I saw the hate in those eyes. Those eyes that I knew so well, that I had wished for forever to see again. And here she was.

"Max."

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-ACCflock ;)