Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride.

MPOV

I woke up to my cell phone ringing and the morning sun filtering through my window. Without opening my eyes, I reach over to my nightstand feeling around for my phone. Finally grasping something resembling a cell phone, I squint open my eyes and look to see that Lissa is calling me at eight in the morning! How is she possibly up at this hour after a party like that?

"Hello?" I ask still half asleep. I wince a little at the scratchiness of my voice that makes me sound like a truck driver and clear my throat.

"HE DIDN'T COME HOME LAST NIGHT!" Lissa screamed into the phone.

"Hangover. Whisper. Confused." I said calmly, too tired to make coherent sentences.

"FANG! He didn't come home last night. What if he cheated on me? He's probably in bed with some fugly bimbo trying to get lucky. I swear, there will be hell to pay when I see him. He won't answer my calls and he didn't even call me!" she whispered/ yelled which was a little better than her screaming into the phone.

"Relax, Lissa. He's probably with Iggy and Gazzy. He would never cheat on you because we both know he's a good guy. And as for the phone call, he's probably sleeping or his phone is dead. Ok, so just relax."I said, hoping she'll call someone else to bug so I can sleep again.

"You're right. I just need to calm down because he's lucky to even have me. Ok, thanks Max and you might want to take some cough medicine because your manly voice is really unattractive. It's doesn't help the fact that you have a boy name." she said matter-of-factly. That's Lissa for you, conceited and blunt.

"Bye, Lissa," I said before closing my phone and setting it on my nightstand. I laid down on my pillow again, sighing in contemp. I started drifting off to sleep again, until I notice two things that should never go together. One, I was naked and two, there was someone's arm slung around my waist on top of the sheets.

Silently praying that he was at least decent looking, I turned slowly to see the last person I would've guessed to see. I turned to come face to face with Fang. Although his black fringe was covering his face slightly, I could tell that it was him. His arm was still around my waist and his face was so close to mine that our noses almost touched.

And that ladies and gentlemen, is when the events of last night hit me harder than the time I found out what Iggy and Gazzy did to my clock. And believe me, that was a traumatizing phase in my life. *shiver* I made out with Fang! I had sex with Fang! I just told Lissa that she had nothing to worry about! A great way to start off the year…(Sarcasm for those of you who aren't the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree)

After my mental freak-out, I jumped out of the bed and out of Fang's grasp. Don't worry, I grabbed the pillow I was using to cover myself up for all you pervs out there. Once I was off of the bed, I immediately missed the warmth, but the warmth of the bed or the warmth from Fang's arm, I wasn't sure.

Fang woke with a start and looked at me worriedly shaking with only a pillow to cover myself. His eyes widen just a fraction as the events of last night were no doubt playing through his head as it did mine. Keeping up with his whole clam façade, he reached over to look at his phone. "Shit, fifteen missed calls," he said matter-of-factly, sitting up and rubbing the back of his neck that I had clung to last night.

I took advantage of his back to me and quickly put on some clothes I had laying around. I slipped on some loose sweats and a t-shirt. Whether they were clean or not was the last thing on my mind.

Once I was finish getting dressed, I looked across the bed to see Fang only in his black pants and looking around the room for his shirt. Even through my freak-out, I still noted that his body looked even better in the light. Bad Max; I mentally slapped myself in the face. He spotted it in the sitting room and pulled it over his head.

"What are we going to do?" I whispered, looking down so my hair would cover my face because I just couldn't look at his eyes and get sucked into the never-ending darkness that has always mesmerized me.

Fang sat down in the chair closest to him while I chose the chair farthest from him. He sighed heavily, with his head bowed and his elbows resting on his knees. He looked at his hands as he answered, "We're not going to do anything. No one, but us know what happened and we both don't want to hurt Lissa."

"Yeah," I agreed, not able to say anything else because tears were threatening to spill over. I was the worse friend ever. I can't be around Lissa because I'll feel guilty every time I look at her trusting face. I most certainly can't look at Fang the same, always thinking of what we did.

"It was a mistake. Right?" Fang asked, unsure. Although I had only known him for like four years, I could pick up every little emotion that would flicker across his face faster than a shooting star. Right now, though, a flicker of hope flashed across his face, but hope for what? Hope that I would keep my mouth shut? Hope that he wouldn't have to see me ever again?

"Yeah, a mistake," I confirmed.

He just nodded his head then got up. "Here's the story, I crashed with Gazzy because he was too drunk to stand so I had to haul him to his room. By then, it was already late so I just slept on his couch. My phone was on silent so I didn't know she was calling me because I was sleeping. I'll call Gazzy and tell him that if anyone asks, I crashed at his place and not to ask questions."

That was the longest thing I have ever heard Fang say. Normally, I would tease him relentlessly about it, but this situation is anything but normal. Instead, I nodded mutely from where I sat, still not able to look up even though I can feel his eyes on me.

I still hadn't looked up till it dawned on me, "What if she already got a hold of Gazzy?" I asked, now looking to see him with his hand on the door knob as he glanced over at me. "We're so screwed," I added.

"We're not screwed, Max. I'll fix this. If anything changes, I'll call you," He said and opened the door. For a second he just stood there and ran a hand through his dark hair. "I'm really sorry, Max."

"Me too," was all I choked out before he left.

I was on edge all day. Fang hadn't called me and I was dreading any call from Lissa; scared at how I will sound talking to her.

Turns out, I was totally calm when Lissa called. She told me everything Fang had told me earlier so I guess she hadn't gotten a hold of Gazzy after all. I kept asking myself if it was bad that I didn't feel as guilty as I should. I mean I slept with my best friend's boyfriend who is also my friend.

For the rest of the week I avoided Fang and he didn't call, for which I was thankful for. I also visited the gym frequently to burn off steam and escape the memories of 'THE INCIDENT' which is what I have now decided to call it. So when I say TI, you know what's up and I'm not talking about the rapper.

Maybe this could work. Maybe I'll be able to forget all about Fang and move on with my life. After all, it's my last year and then hopefully I won't have to see the happy couple and relive the incident every time I see them. This is definitely not what I had in mind when I said I wanted to make my mark.

I avoided Lissa's calls, but that didn't last long before the guilt set in and I finally answered.

"Hello?" I said into the phone trying to sound calm.

"Why the hell haven't you been answering my calls? I have some really important news to tell you, but your too lazy to pick up!" Lissa's high pitched voice screamed into the phone making me wince.

"Sorry, I've been…busy," I said trying to come up with an excuse but choosing to be vague. "So what's this news you've been dying to tell me?"

"Oh, right. So I know this guy who just transferred here and he'd loooove to meet you!" she squealed.

"Yeah, he's looove to meet you," a deep voice in the background added. Knowing that the deep voice belong to no other than Fang, I started to get even more nervous talking to Lissa.

"Shut up, cranky pants. I swear, Fang, if you were a girl, you'd be on your period right now." Lissa said, no doubt holding the phone away from her to direct her comment at Fang.

She huffed into the phone before saying, "I don't know what's up with him lately. All week he's been moping around and SUCKING THE FUN OUTTA EVERYTHING!" she screamed the last part so he would hear.

Fang moping? Why would he be moping when everything went according to plan? He couldn't be jealous that I'd be meeting this mystery guy, would he? No. He has Lissa. The girl any guy would kill to be with.

"I don't know. I don't want to be alone with some creep that I don't even know." I replied.

"Don't worry, Fang and I are going too. Like a double date. We'll pick you up tomorrow around eight to go out to dinner then grab some drinks. Ok? Love ya! Bye!" she said almost as fast as Nudge.

Before I could decline, Lissa hung up.

I'm no psychic, but I can already tell that this `date' is going to be soo awkward between Fang and I.

Shit.

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