Max:

I sat on my egg chair, spinning in dazed circles as the day replayed in my mind. Fang didn't hate me after all. He actually wanted to me friends! Then, my big brother came in, putting a hand on my head to stop me from spinning. "Hello, little sister." He smiled at me and sat on my lap. "Spin!" He barked playfully.

I crossed my arms, so he picked me up and carried me out onto the balcony. Holding my like a baby, he swung my back and forth. "Ari, stop! Someone's going to see us, and that would be really bad!"

"Like who? The boy you were passing notes to from your window?" He asked, laughing. I kicked and wiggled my way into a standing position. "How's homework going?"

"Ari, go away." He frowned, annoyance clear on his face. "WHY?!" He whined, childishly. "Because." I whined back. Smiling, he drug me downstairs and sat my at the table. "Mom made cookies!" He said.

For being two years older than me, a senior, he's really immature. Yet, he can be quite overprotective of me. Anyways, she came out with a cookie and handed it to me. "THANKS MOMMY!" I yelled sweetly. Ari left me alone to eat my cookie in peace. "MAX! Let's go swimming! Our new neighbors have a boy my age! Plus, they have a super cute dog named Total." Ah, Angel. My sweet, innocent, little Angel. Her real name's Evangeline, but we just call her Angel.

"Okay, I'll be right back, honey." I couldn't leave the room without stroking her golden little curls first. The only bathing suits in my closet were bikinis. Psh, what's the harm? It's not like Fang will come over or anything. I don't know why I just said that….but whatever. I put on a plain black bikini and went down to the pool to find, what do you know, Fang and his whole family, hanging out in the screen room next to the pool.

I dipped my toes in and jumped before anyone noticed me. "MAAAAAX!" Ari and Angel both yelled running and jumping in, almost on top of me. "Ari, when will you ever act your own age?" I asked. He picked me up, my scarcely clad body exposed for all to see, including Fang. A little blonde haired boy hopped in, followed by Iggy, then Fang, who walked in coolly.

I was being hung, dripping, above Ari's head, while the others, minus Fang, all chanted. "Throw her, throw her, throw her!" I went flying across the pool, right at Fang, who caught me in his arms, bridal style. My arms somehow ended up around his neck. Silence. "Um, thanks." I got down and swam away a few steps.

Later, I was sitting on the edge of the pool, it was getting dark and the others had gone in. Lights illuminated our pool, and fairy lights twinkled above. It was a hot night. "You know, it's not okay for Christian girls to show this much of their body." Fang said, sitting next to me, and scooting really close.

"That never stopped Lissa." I said back, slightly annoyed. He chuckled. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me." He put a hand on my thigh again, and I gently pushed it down to my knee. "Untouched?" He asked. "You know, some people enjoy being untouched, Fang. Rather I'm missing out or not, I intend to remain this way."

"So you never want to have a boys hands on your hips, you never want to be kissed?" He asked, moving his hand up, around my back to my opposite hip. "Nope." I said, popping the 'p'. "Okay." He shrugged.

Yet, his hand remained. "Fang?" I asked. "Yes?" He said, gently. "Did you…love Lissa?" I asked, almost silently.

"No…not really." He stood up, and I could hear him silently say, "Not the way I love you." It wasn't meant for me to hear, but I did, and it made butterflies flutter up my stomach.

FANG:

I walked into Max's house. My hand tingled. I had just made a huge move on Max, only to hear I could never kiss her. She followed behind and went upstairs to change. When she came back, she had on cotton shorts and a tank top. I could hardly take it. I wanted to kiss her, to hold her to me, just to have her be mine.

Why did she have to be so tempting? In everything she wore, even the terrible school uniform, I wanted her. It was like she wanted me back, just trying to tease me. I had some pizza and went home, sitting in my room and staring at the ceiling, laying on my bed.

Max. She was so amazing, so beautiful, pretty, witty, smart, tempting. Ugh, I need her to be my girlfriend so bad. I heard shuffling from my opened window and I peeked through the drapes. Max was messing around with her brother. He was chasing her around her room; she leapt over her bed, and laughed. Why can't I make her laugh like that?

I watched her run, noticing her thighs were so in shape that they didn't jiggle at all. Why is it always her thighs? Why? I'm being dirty and wrong, and sick, and I must stop. I snapped my drapes closed, collapsed on my bed, trying not to punch the wall, I fell asleep.

In the morning, I woke up feeling like crap, as I got ready for school I thought about Max. Trying not to, of course. Max was leaving at the same time I did, so we decided to carpool, as friends.

She let me drive her car, and I loved every minute of it. Everything about it was a smooth, fast ride. "I might steal your car." I announced, as I hopped over the door, not opening it. She laughed, like she had with Ari, and I lit up inside. "FANG!" Lissa ran over to me, yanked my face into hers, and kissed me, shoving her tongue into my mouth.

"Lissa, Lissa, MMMMPH! STOP!" I yelled, shoving her away from me, hard. I turned around to find that Max was gone. "Stay away from me." I warned, in a very scary tone. She started crying and ran off, probably to go find Sam and make-out with him. I ran to go find Max, only to find her sitting in class, perfectly normal. I sat down next to her, wiping my mouth.

"You have…lip-gloss all over your face." Max helped me wipe it all off, laughing her butt off the whole time. Smiling we returned our attention to the class. Today has been a fabulous day.

A/N: Okay, I solemnly swear that I will never disappoint a fan with a long authors note chapter. I really hope you like this idea. It's slightly different than most all human, high school stories. Please review. It's a school day, and I love school and my friends, but I'm sick in bed…please.