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Disclaimer- If you think that I own Maximum Ride, you're sooo wrong that it's not even funny.
Angel POV
I pushed my hair back, a slight smirk on my face. It was all falling perfectly into place. Even Iggy, who knew that I was forcing them together, was unsure as to what I was doing exactly. The only person that knew was Gazzy. And I knew he wouldn't tell anyone.
"Max!" I called. "Will you give me a kiss good-night?"
Max gave a soft smile and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I gave her my best little-girl smile. She had no idea what I was really like.
"Good-night." She said softly.
"Good-night, Max!" I said, still giving her my little-girl look.
"What about me?" Total asked, sounding slightly offended. "Am I just a piece of cheese to you people?"
Max rolled her eyes. "Good-night, Total. Sweet dreams."
He snorted. "That's what I thought, Maximum Ride. Good-night to you, too."
"Good-night, Total!" I squealed, hugging him tightly.
"I... can't... breath!" Total cried, flailing in my arms. I released him, giggling. It was so much fun to tease him.
"Good-night, Angel..." Total mumbled, settling into my lap.
"Night." I said absently, already starting to think of the next day's events. I only had a day to make Nudge accept the fact that she liked Iggy. Only one day.
Gazzy?
Ugh, what now, Angel?
I was wondering if you'd like to help me some more.
No. It was hard enough to force-
Just one little thing. Just one. Please, Gazzy?
What is it?
I was wondering if you'd give Nudge a kiss.
What?! No way!
And why not? She's pretty.
I don't see what this has to do with getting Iggy and her together, and she's just a freaking sister-like-thing to me!
Please, Gazzy? I'll love you forever!
Ha. I'm not falling for that.
Fine. I'll get you that new Jack's Mannequin album that's out.
Wh-wh-what?! You will?!
Yup. And all you have to do is give Nudge a kiss.
Okay, gimme a second! I gotta talk to Ig-
Iggy? Well... I guess you can tell him. Just say that Angel's got everything under control and not to worry.
For a few moments, all I heard was Iggy and Gazzy softly speaking. Ya see, Jack's Mannequin is their current favorite band. But... we have no money. We can't afford to buy their latest album, so Gazzy and Iggy will do anything to get it.
Okay, Angel.
What did he say?
As long as I didn't really do anything, and I had no feelings for her, and you really were going to get us The Glass Passenger, he'd be okay with it.
Awesome. I'll get it for you the next time we're at Best Buy.
Oh yeah! This rocks for both of us!
You have no idea, Gazzy. You have no idea.
I smirked and brushed my hair out of my eyes. As I laid down, I searched Nudge's current thoughts.
Iggy?!
How in the world-
Do I-
Do I like Iggy?
Do I?
Omigosh.
I don't know.
That's a little sad.
I've always known that he was cute.
I've always known that he was nice.
I've always known that he was wonderful in every way.
But do I like him?
His strawberry-blond hair and blue eyes...
They're what makes Iggy Iggy.
And... I like it.
He's great.
I think I like him.
That's why I wanted that dress.
To see if he would like it.
To make him like me.
I like you, Iggy.
I hate you, Angel.
You ruined my simple world.
That's what I'm here for, I thought to myself as I snuggled into my bed. My mind wandered over to Iggy.
A week ago.
A week ago, none of this was on my mind.
It would be crazy to even think anything like that.
And now, here I am, in love with Nudge.
What am I supposed to do?
Oh, Nudge... save me from myself!
Angel... you better do something, and fast!
I'm not sure how much longer I can wait.
Nudge POV
"Oh... toast! Warm and yummy and oh so good for my tummy!" I sang, taking a bite of the toast. "If gum-"
"Nudge, don't talk with your mouth full," Max said absently. I gave her a quick glare, then continued eating my toast.
Hey, Nudge, have you decided if you like Iggy or not?
Angel. Gosh. What in the heck was I supposed to say?!
Uh...
Don't worry. I heard your thoughts last night.
My face burned. She heard me?! My raving about Iggy?! Oh no!
I'm here to help. Although I couldn't put the stubbornness of Max and Fang together, I'm certain I can help you two star-struck lovers.
We're not lovers! I snapped.
We'll see about that, Angel thought smugly.
I glanced over to Iggy, who was whispering something furiously to Gazzy. Gazzy nodded, his face turning slightly red. What were they talking about?
"So, are we ready to get going, then?" Max asked, standing up quickly, her hands on her waist. I blinked in surprise.
"What do you mean, Max? What are we doing today. Are we-" Before I could even begin, she interrupted me.
"We're going to go but some bags and make-up. After all, what's the point in having a Halloween if we're just wearing the costumes without any make-up or candy?"
"Candy!" I squealed, standing up. "Oh, yeah, let's go get those bags! Tomorrow's Halloween and I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait! I wanna get Twix, and Reeses, and M&M's, and Baby Bottle Pops, and Nerds, and any other candy there happens to be out there! And I also-"
"Slow down." Fang said flatly. I blushed.
"Sorry."
"Okay, then, let's get going!" Max exclaimed, taking a running leap and soaring over the ground. Next went Fang, Iggy, and finally me. Yeah, we go in our age order, so what?
As we flew over to the nearest town, which was, like, two miles away, I felt something brush against my wing. I glanced over to see what it was, and blushed. The Gasman?! What the heck was he doing?!
He mouthed my name, and I mouthed what. He gave me a flirtatious smile, and then flew away, leaving me so so so so so so so so so so so so so confused.
Did he just flirt with me?! Gazzy?! What in the heck was going on around here these days?!
Wait a minute... if Gazzy just flirted with me, wouldn't that mean that he liked me? No!! No younger boys!! Ewww!! Sick!!
If Gazzy tries anything anytime soon, I'll kick his butt all the way to Norway!
I do not like him!
Iggy is the one that I like, not him! Ewww!! Sick!!
No Gazzy!!
Gazzy POV
Oh. My. Flipping. Wings.
I hate Angel.
She made me flirt with Nudge. Ugh. That's wrong.
She's way older than me. She's an old lady. I don't like old ladies. It's like liking Max.
"Save me from this torture!" I hissed to Iggy as we flew.
"Just remember, it's for The Glass Passenger. Just remember that." Iggy was obviously struggling, too. After all, he was the one that liked Nudge. NOT ME.
"Later..." I whispered. "I have to kiss her... ugh..."
"I only can dream of that!" Iggy groaned. "Maybe I can do that later..."
"Iggy, I'm still here." I muttered.
"Sorry, Gazzy. But I have to put up with you kissing Nudge, so you have to put up with my ravings about her."
Don't worry too much, Gazzy.
Uh, easy for you to say, Angel. You don't have to kiss her.
It's not that bad, is it?
Of course it is.
Whiner.
Dork.
Jerk.
Cruel-Mind-Controlling-Girl-Who-Has-Fish-Gills.
Ugh. You're so immature.
I know.
When Nudge is alone at the store, that's when you should kiss her.
So wrong.
Get over it.
I can't.
Just think of your stupid CD.
It's not stupid!
Whatever.
"Gazzy? Hello?" Iggy asked, waving a hand in front of my face.
"Huh? What?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.
Iggy rolled his eyes. "I was asking you if you would find out what flavor her lips are."
"What?!"
"See if she's wearing chap-stick or something." Iggy licked his lips. "Mm, strawberries..."
"I'm gonna puke."
Nudge POV
I scanned the various pizzas. Should I get pepperoni, or Hawaiian? Hm. What about cheese? Ham? Ah, the many choices.
"Nudge?" I blinked and turned around. Aw, crap. Gazzy. And... his face was flushed. He looked drunk or something.
"Uh... Gazzy?" I asked blankly. He walked slowly up to me, and then pressed me against the glass fridge doors. I blinked in confusion.
"G-Gazzy? What are you doing?!" I asked, struggling to get out of his grasp.
"Kissing you..." He murmured, pressing his lips against mine.
I froze. Time stopped.
His mouth was warm against mine, and his body was pressed up harshly against me. While my eyes were wide open, his were shut.
Finally, I regained my ability to think, and kicked him in the nuts. He grabbed his "privates" and I took a step away.
"You idiot!" I shouted. "I love Iggy! Not you! What the heck was that, anyway?!"
"I... hate... you... Angel..." Gazzy groaned.
"What?" I said blankly.
"It's... her... fault..." He hissed. "Ugh... bribery sucks..."
"What in the world are you talking about?!" I demanded.
"Angel made me... do it... so you would... realize that... you love Iggy... ouch...love hurts..."
I covered my mouth.
Omigosh.
I did love Iggy. How did... that happen?!
"That little snipe!" I exclaimed.
"Save me from my pain..." Gazzy groaned.
I glared at him. "Heck no."
"Why not...?"
"You stole my first kiss, you big ugly jerk!" I snorted.
"Oh."
A/N- Next time... is Halloween! Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! R&R!