A/N Thank you for the reviews, but there where only two of you review out of twenty two. If you want me to continue, I need more than that! As it is thanks to flaming carebears and an anonomus reviewer for my first reviews!Now on with it!

I do not own the poem/song in this chap. Nor do I own the characters. NOW ONWARD MY READERS! ONWARD!

Dear journal,

Do you know what it's like to feel like there is no meaning to your life? I do. That's how I have felt everyday since Fang left me. I know its stupid but I can't help it! All I know is when he left, part of me left too. Pathetic right?

WHY?! WHY, WHY, WHY!?!?! W hy would he do this. Look at what he's done! I 'm writing in a journal for crying out loud! Why not just slap me in a pink dress, curl my hair, and do my make-up?( Wich if anyone does they die!)

Anyway, heres a poem I started. I might see if Nudge can write some notes down to go with it once its done. Here goes nothing.

Best days

Ain't it a shame?

A shame thAt everytime you hear my name

Brought up in a casual conversation

You can't think straight

And ain't it sad?

You can't forget about what we had

Take a look at her and do you like what you see?

Or do you wish it was me

And does she know?

KNow about the times you used to hold me

Wrapped your arms around me and how you told me

I'm the only one

Not much, but its a start....

... So I think That I have writen enough. I need to sleep so that maby I can do somthing with Ange tomorrow.

Night,

Maximum Ride

Once I finished I crawled over to my bed grabbed my comforter and sat on my couch by my fire place and fell I woke up in the morning I was in bed and there was a sleeping form beside me. Jake. I rolled ove balanced my head next to his ear and wisper yelled..." HEY!" In his ear.I was then rewarded with a verry loud yell of...

"Gah! What the hell Max!"

" What?" I asked batting my eyelashes inosently.

"I was sleeping!"

"Yeah, and I woke you up."

"Well, I guess I'm up know anyway. So whats up?" For those of you who don't know, Jake is my boyfriend of about 2 years. Yeah I know, I just wrote about how much I miss Fang, but he left me. So even if he came back, it would be his loss.

"Nothing. Just thought I would wake you up and ask why im in my bed and not on my couch? Oh, and why your here."

"I carried you, 'cause you looked uncomfortable, and because I'm your boyfriend and I'm allowed." He said picking up my hand in his and looking in my eyes.

" That makes sense. So when did you get here?" I asked looking at the clock, 8 o'clock.

" Around fourish. I worked the night shift and came here right after work. Why?"

" Just curiouse."

" Well if thats all im going back to sleep." He said as he rolled over. A few minutes later light snores excaped his lips and I knew he was I got up and went down to the livingroom to find Angel watching Jump Start on VH1.

" Morning Ange."

" Morning Max."I kept walking toward the kitchen and was greeted with the smell of pancakes, eggs. bacon, english muffins and chocolate cake. Yes we ate chocolate ckae for brekfast. Get over it.

" Morning Ig. What cha makin?"

" Same as usual. Pancakes, eggs. bacon, english muffins and chocolate cake."

"Cool."

" So. How was your night?" Iggy asked suggestivly.

" Get your head out of the gutters you sexist pig!"

" Well I heard him sneak in so.."

" Thats enough Ig."We were soon joined by Angel, Gazzy, a half awake Nudge, and Total.

" Where's Jake?" Angel asked.

" Sleeping. He had a late night." At this iggy snorted and gazzy stopped mid bite and looked at me with a disgusted look on his face." Will you boys get your heads out of the gutter! He worked late! God!"

" Yeah, all right." Gazzy mumbled."

When we finished I brought a tray up to my room put it on my desk and crawled into bed again. Jake slid his arm around my waist and said," brekfast in bed? Is that all I get for a late night at work?"

" Your just as bad as the boys!" I say punching him in the arm." Say bye,bye to bed time for a week now!"I said jumping out of bed and heading to the bathroom. Before I closed the door I stuck my tong out at him. He gave me a look that said- Cildish much?- and headed towards his brekfast. Boys, always thinkin with their stomach's.

So the song/ poems bye Kelli pickler. Now you see why I rated it T and not K+. But anyway. Tell me what you think! Its the button towards the bottom! Right there! Now GO!!!!!!