Sorry about last chapter. I know it wasn't great but even after reading many, many fanfictions, this was still MY first. I hope you don't mind. Shout out to darknite47 for being my very first reviewer! Hugs, kisses and a big bowl of ice cream to you! And also kittycats131 for my first follow! You get some cookies (Max's favorite!) Thanks so much for the support, you and everyone else! Long A/N, so sorry! Won't happen again. Enjoy the chapter!

When I arrive at the movie theater, I see my new coworker walking towards me with this really odd smirk. I quickly thought of what I looked like in the mirror this morning. I was wearing dark jeans that were not as dark as his black ones and a soft, comfy white tee shirt that I loved. My hair was down and brushed, but maybe a little messy still. Why do I even care about what he thinks? I have Sam, perfect, sweet, caring, a little over protective, kind of pervy, Sam. Okay, this guy's hotness is definitely getting to my head. I love Sam... right?

Enough about my internal debate... he'll be here in 3, 2, 1.

"Hey, you're the new employee, right?" said hotboy. Now I could see his hair. How it flowed perfectly across his eyebrows, still leaving space to see his obsidian eyes sparkle. You could also see his six pack through the white employee shirt he was wearing. Oh... that's why he looked so familiar. He goes to my school, what is his name again? "Um, I'm Fang."

Ugh! I am so awkward. That was probably a really awkward pause while I just stared at him. "Max. We go to the same school right?" That is why I didn't know him at first. He went to Oakwood middle school and I went to Deer Lane. Even though we live in different towns, the two town's middle schools combine into one high school, but you really only associate with the people from your town and your school. It is kind of in two wings so unless you need to be in an AP class, you are only with the people from your town and your middle school. There are a few exceptions, of course, but this is standard. Our towns are both too small to have our own schools, I guess. We also share this mall, as you might have figured out.

"Oh yeah, I knew you looked familiar," he said with that little smirk again (what does that mean?) and without much expression, "so I guess I will be showing you how we do things around here huh?"

"Yeah, I guess." I smiled shyly. Where did that come from? I am not a shy person. "What kind of a name is Fang anyways, and do you ever smile?" There's the Max I like!

"Fang is a nickname. My real name is Nick. And you should not be talking... Maximum Ride." Again with the smirk.

"How do you know my full name?" I asked, genuinely curious. "And you only answered one question."

"Please Max, you get called to the office all the time. And I like to leave a little mystery. Let's go." And with that I followed him to the concessions, or whatever it's called.

Fine, I'll admit that this job isn't so bad, even though it is at the mall. But that is all thanks to Fang. He is way more fun than he lets on with the death glares and all black ensembles. He was teaching me how to "properly butter popcorn" when I snorted and said, "Is there really a proper way to butter popcorn?"

"Yes there is. And it starts with this." he said as he threw a piece at me. I grabbed a cup of popcorn and threw two at him. And it went on like that until we were throwing handfuls of popcorn at each other. Finally we were on the floor laughing like idiots (Fang actually DID smile a real smile by the way) and the manager made us sweep it up. It was still fun though as we faked apologies and pretended to cry of shame once our boss left. Then we started singing and there was no stopping us at that point. We got along so well it was like we have been best friends for life rather than meeting each other an hour or two ago.

When I got home, I went and got a plate of three chocolate chip cookies my mom and Angel made, went to the couch and checked my phone. One new message from Sam.

Sam: Hey baby! Now how was work? :)

Me: It was WAY better than I thought thanks!

Sam: That's great! What made better?

Me: My coworker was so nice and funny! He goes to our school, but he went to Oakwoods.

Sam: What's his name?

Me: Fang Walker, why? Do you know him?

It took him a few minutes to respond but I wasn't sure why.

Sam: Yeah, I know of him. Just don't get too close kay?

Me: Why? Are you jealous? He's just a friend don't worry.

Sam: For now. I see how the girls are all over him at school. Even from deer lane. Just promise me Max?

Me: Sure
Sam: That isn't very convincing.

Me: It's just that you don't get to dictate who I hang out with. We'll talk later.

Sam: Please just don't. I love you Max.

I didn't respond.