Max pov

I woke up in a rather good mood. I didn't think about yesterday's situation, explaining myself that it was probably just my imagination making fun of me. I was tired and didn't think straight. Today it was Saturday, so I could sleep as long as I could. I finally got rid off the feeling of emaciation and didn't have to go to place where death seems to be salvation- in other words, the school. After a long shower I got dressed in some comfortable sweatpants and baggy tee. I tied my still wet hair into a messy ponytail and happily skipped to the kitchen. Seeing the breakfast on the table I sighed with relief, happy that Iggy was finally home, when I realized something weird. The pancakes he made were burnt and he wasn't in the kitchen. And trust me, he never leaves it before I do.

I stood in place not really sure what to do, when I heard someone knocking on the door. Probably Mrs Marshall to apologize for not coming yesterday, since she forgot. The same situation as always, but what can you expect from an old pensioner?

" Good Morning, Mrs Marshall " I welcomed, opening the door, expecting a soft 'good morning' reply. Instead, my ears got attacked by familiar babbling

" Max! How are you doing? OMG! I can't believe we finally meet! But what are you wearing? Don't worry, I brought some of my clothes. But you are taller than me? I guess we will have to go shopping. It's going to be fun-"

I sighed loudly and closed the door, right in front of Nudge's face.

"Hey? Let me in!" she whined, pounding on the wall. I smirked and ignoring her, walked away. Don't get me wrong, I loved her with whole my heart, but today wasn't the day I wanted to spend on listening to her chatter-attacks. And knowing Nudge, she came here with a very concrete purpose. To make me buy a dress on my birthday party.

"Ma-ax! Come on! " she drawled once again and I laughed quietly, shaking my head. No freedom for me. She was impossible.

" Fine, but promise not to torture me with shopping!" I intimated. When I heard no response, I thought she gave up, when suddenly ... she forced the door open. I gaped at her in awe, my mouth hitting the floor. Nudge stood up, brushed the dirt of her pants and smirked at me.

" Now, we're going to the mall"

Don't mind me , I'm just line break Nabuhodonozor

Wake me up, when this nightmare is over, I thought, but when Nudge nudged me ( Ha , ha , get it ...:D) I realized I had said it out loud. I mumbled sorry, but quickly took it back.

This evil person, in a posture of innocent girl handed me dozen clothes and forced me into the changing room. Literally.

"Nudge, you gotta be kidding! I'll never wear it" I wailed, thinking of a way how to get out of here. Maybe I should use my ninja skills and break the door? Then I will shoo Nudge away with them, and pretending to be an innocent talking door, ran away. Now, that's a plan!

"Yes, you will, on your birthday. Now, don't be a baby and get changed." she insisted and I sighed, looking at the dresses.

One was red, extremely blinkered, with a black ribbon on the back. It was strapless and really short. I put it aside not even thinking about trying it on. I wasn't even sure if I could fit in it.

I took the second one and it made me fell the same way. It was deep blue,very small tube dress. I looked automatically at my rather prominent ass. Impossible to pass this obstacle.

The third dress was somehow better. It was simple, black and although the decolletage was a bit too big I decided to buy it.

I walked out and handed it to Nudge. She bit her lips in order not to comment on my choice and threw it to the shopping trolley.

Now only shoes and I'll go-

"Hi Max " I heard familiar, deep voice behind me. I turned around and placed a fake smile on my face.

"Nick "

There he was, surrounded by the pretty girls from my school. They were clinging to him like glue, making silly apiculuses. Like monkeys in the zoo, I thought to myself, shaking my head in dissapprovement.

"What are you doing here?" I asked irritated, putting hands on my hips and raised my eyebrow at him.

" Getting to know my classmates" He replied, shrugging. I snorted. Yeah, right. You little Casanova " We're going to the cinema on the newest James Bond. Wanna come with us? " he asked, but I shook my head. I wasn't desperate enough to waste my time on him. But Nudge had a different idea as she placed her hand on my back and pushed me into Nick's arms. Startled, I tripped over my own feet, landing gracefully on top hunk's body.

Fang pov

My eyes were wide in shock just like Max's. Blushing crimson red she stood up, said sorry and ran after her friend, leaving me speechless .

" Nicky, are you alright? How dare she tackle you like this?" Some redhead girl commented. She put her pale hands on my chest, but I pushed her away. Stupid, clingy bitch.

I touched my lips and I felt some weird tingling. What was that? The sudden stop of breathing, the butterflies in your guts... Well, more like elephants, but whatever.

I shook my head, trying not to think about that...kiss. You need to concentrate, Fang! You're fighting for her heart, remember?

Max pov

Sweet unicorns, flying cows, dancing macrelas. What the hell was that? I thought nervously chewing on my lower lip. When our mouths touched my heart started to race and it felt like it would burst anytime. And you silly stinkers, not in the love way, but as if I was in danger. Of course, the hormons did their job, but that's not what I was talking about. I really couldn't understand it.

The sound of crying rescued me from my musing. I frowned and listened carefully. Was it Iggy's voice? I shot up and ran upstairs straight to his room. I opened the wooden door carefully and slipped in. Iggy had been lying on his bed, punching it angrily. When he had heard me entering the room, he raised his head and seeing me, quickly hid it under the pillow.

" What do you want?" he mumbled from under it. I approached his bed and sat next to him. I bit my lower lip and carefully took his cold hand. When he didn't pull away, I have it a little squeeze.

" Why are you crying?" I whispered softly into his ear. He didn't answer, letting me slowly trace circles on his , he suddenly shot up and wrapped his pale arms around me. He put his head on my shoulder and after a while alleged

"The government won't allow me to take care of you any longer. That's why I couldn't pick you up. They simply took away my laws!" the last word he practically shouted.