"What the hell Fang? Can't you just leave me alone?" It'd been a week since Fang had stopped by locker after school, and he'd been trying to talk to me every day since.

"Geez Max, cool it a little," he responded as he backed up from my locker a few steps.

"No." I responded simply and he rolled his eyes. "Can't you just tell me what you want?"

"Maybe," he answered mischievously. To go along with telling me we couldn't be friends anymore, he turned into the schools biggest player. He had girls at his feet right and left, just begging to go out with him. It was disgusting. And Fang loved every minute of it. He flirted constantly, and he was so full of himself, and had the biggest ego ever.

"You're flirting tricks aren't gonna work with me. You can't just win me over like every other girl in this school," I said looking him in the eyes. Unfortunately for me, his eyes were still gorgeous. They always had been. The swirling pool of dark brown and black was easy to lose yourself in, especially when you noticed the little gold flecks that swirled around too.

"Fangles!" Lissa, his girlfriend , skipped over and gave him a huge, gross looking hug. I don't really understand how they even got together, since Lissa is pretty unattractive. Fang, as much as I hate to say it, is really pretty hot. "Why are you talking to her?" She asked, giving me a look down and I just rolled my eyes not caring what she thought.

"He's trying to flirt with me like every other girl in this school. But luckily for you, I'm not going to fall for his tricks even if everyone else does. I'm the exception," I stalked off and I noticed Fang didn't follow me, nor had he ever finished explaining what he wanted to talk to me about.

I walked straight to Nudge's locker, and she was waiting for me so she could come over to my house.

"What's up girl?" she asked noticing my pissed off expression.

"Fang is what's up," I said glaring at nothing in particular.

"Come on Max. Don't let him get to you. You're so much better than him," she tried with a hopeful smile.

"Thanks Nudge, but he still manages to get to me. I don't really care that much about him anymore, but he just keeps talking to me now and it brings to many painful memories back." We had already started walking home, and I shifted my backpack which hung over my shoulder.

"Honestly Max. You're gorgeous, and any guy would be lucky to have you. Don't let some stupid jerk get in your way of being happy. At least you're a good person." I was lucky she was so supportive and sweet. I never talked about Fang, but he kept talking to me and it just made memories flood through me. I couldn't even tell what emotions it was causing. It wasn't really sadness, but I don't think it was anger either. I just didn't know what to do about him. I promised myself that I wouldn't let the same thing happen again.

We had made it to my house, and we were drinking hot chocolate at my kitchen counter when the doorbell rang. Nobody else was home so I went to go answer it. I set my drink down, as Nudge and I got up to see who it was.

Guess who was on my doorstep? Just guess? Come on, I dare you.

Fang.

When we were younger it was the best thing ever that Fang lived across the street and two houses down from me. Now, it just made everything worse.

I opened the door, "What?" I asked in a not exactly pleasant voice.

"I need to talk to you. I told you earlier, but then you left," he answered, his hands in his pockets but he looked right at me.

"Yeah I remember. I also remember you letting Lissa insult me, and then walking the opposite way as me. Obviously if it were so important, you would have found a way to tell me," I replied glaring.

"That's why I'm here."

"Fine. Humor me. What is so important that you absolutely need to tell me?" I asked eyes wide. Nudge stood there with her hand on her hip, ready to support me. She actually had by back, unlike the jerkface who stood on my front porch.

"It's gonna take longer than this to explain," he said and I just sighed in exasperation.

"Well you can't come in, so why don't you just try to summarize your thoughts so then you can leave?" I asked. Yeah I was being rude, but I wasn't the one who crushed my best friend's heart in the first place.

"I broke up with Lissa. And I'm sorry for everything Max."