Okay. The time period. I'm having this set in a country that is not actually real, a made up place that has yet to have a name. A no named country. This country is very poor, but Fang doesn't know this because the important people get things. I'm sorry about my crap knowledge of writing with present tense and past tense and accidently mixing it together. Sorry! Really!

Thank you to all the reviewers and helping me see my mistakes. THANK YOU!

Just a thing to add, Max doesn't know Fang is a prince, she just thinks he is one of the selfish servants.

MAX POV

I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe I'm doing this.

The guard situated at the gate watched me closely, his eyes flicking to the food scraps when he found nothing suspicious of me. A drop of sweat slid slowly down my face, I bet you could almost see me straining to not freak out. While one of the stupid, desperate to escape from the palace servants was curled up in the tightest ball ever thought possible, I was out here, wasting food to help someone who probably didn't deserve it. And probably gonna lose the only way to keep my family up and going if anyone was to know what I had done.

But he would be out of my life for good once I got past everyone and achieved what the stupid puppy dog eyes got me into in the first place.

Curse whoever invented that stupid irresistible expression. Really, if this guy were alive I would go and find him and show him a piece of my mind. Well, more like a piece of my fists.

I really needed to calm down right now.

I passed the gates agonisingly slowly, taking slow strides to match the four people ahead of me, so I didn't seem like I wanted to ditch the cart and make a run for it.

But I didn't, because that would just make me obvious. And ditching the cart would resolve in all this work for nothing, leaving the dark-haired guy in my cart and wondering what the hell was happening, causing the brainless idiot to poke his head through the food scraps and then I'll be gone. If the royal family had know I had taken one of their servants I really would be a goner. Then when that bitch, Princess Lissa, has family gone through with her scheme, she would be getting rid of anyone and everyone she doesn't like.

It seemed every peasant knew this. We had even built an underground escape that could hold most of us. We knew it that long ago.

When we would arrive home, everyone would roll their carts to their families first, take their share, and then push them around the village, handing the food scraps to people.

"Max! What are you doing, honey?" Marian Janssen voice floated up to me. It seemed that I had been walking really slow. But we were almost their and my usual cheery, smart-ass behaviour would soon be back.

"I'm coming!" I sped up a few metres and caught up easily.

FANG POV

Curled tightly, in the dark, unknowing to where I was. Well, this was a first. It was dirty among the scraps of food, but I loved it. I loved the feel of grubbiness.

Because people would have to eat this stuff they called food, I tried to hold in a fart, unsuccessful in the process, letting it slip out. I must remind this kind girl to not eat this food.

I faintly heard a "Max! What are you doing, honey?" through my almost covered ears.

Louder I heard "I'm coming!" voiced from the girl that was currently in the process of helping my ass escape the hell hole I had never been able to escape until today. So she must be Max. Weird name for a girl, but it seemed to suit her, sort of.

There was a series of big bumps and thuds, which, I swear, almost sent me flying out of my hiding place. The cart was pulled to a sudden stop and there was more talking. "What's wrong, Max? You don't seem yourself since we left the palace. Cursing those ignorant dicks again? Because I am," the unknown voice was accusing and hard, clearly giving the idea that she didn't like anyone in the palace. "Why don't they just kill us instead of starve us?"

I could sense Max debating on whether to answer that like she normally would, considering there was a major ignorant dick in her cart. But she answered what I would think would be in the words she would use. "They want us to die a slow and steady death. They want us to suffer. But they don't know what we are capable of."

Her words brought on a bad feeling in my stomach, leaving me wanting to bend over in pain if I hadn't already been curled in on myself.

Basically all the names I use in here are Maximum Ride characters. Except Joel, Fang's servant. There will be no freaking love triangles in this story, just torn hearts and an evil bitch.

I'm sorry this chappie was so short like all the other, but I'll try to make the next one my longest chapter ever. I'll try.

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