"Oooooooh Maaaax! How about this one?"

I eyed it skeptically. It was a frilly purple dress that looked like a mix between a leotard and a tutu. At least it was better than the other one, which had been all pink and all tutu.

"Max, are you even going to WEAR a dress?" Ella sighed, returning the dress to the rack. "I mean seriously, Prom's in two weeks. We don't have all that much time."

"Something not frilly, please," I pleaded, shuddering at a bright yellow dress that looked like an excited dog had shed all over. "Or hairy."

"Hey, Max! Look at this one!"

I followed the sound of Ella's voice to the back of the store. I was surprised to see in her hand the perfect dress. I usually hated all dresses, but this thing was just gorgeous.

"Oh my god, Ella, it's perfect!" I said, taking the clear garment bag from her. "Why didn't you pull this out earlier?"

"I just saw it," Ella said indignantly, but she was beaming. "Isn't it gorgeous!"

"Let me see it, Max," my mom said, and I whirled around and held the bag out. A smile spread across her face. "Oh, Max, honey! It's going to look gorgeous!"

"Go try it on!" Ella shrieked, pushing me towards the dressing rooms.

I put the dress on and stepped out to show my entourage. "Ohmygod Max!"

"Ella, this is just perfect," I sad, spinning around in a small circles. "I love it!"

"This is really a new reaction. Well, put it back into the bag and we can go home!" Ella shrieked, and I quickly slipped into the dressing cubicle an reappeared in my normal attire, the dress in my hand.

"Oh. My. God. Max?"

I whirled around to be face to face with Lissa (more or less... Even with hooker heels she was a few inches shorter than me). And I say hooker heels because Miss Lissa, who has probably slept with more guys than any Mrs., is the número uno slut at our school. Her long red hair and her huge brown eyes that are always caked with make up just add to the whole "fake and cheap" image she portrays. "Hi?"

"Who're you going to prom with? How'd you get a date?" Lissa asked, eyeing my dress with mild curiosity.

I glared at her, and she winced slightly. How'd I get a date? Well, wouldn't she like to know. I briefly considered not telling her, but my pride won out.

"Fang," I answered, watching her face fall. No need to explain how I got him. I smirked at her expression. Lissa had thrown herself at Fang multiple times, asking him to go to prom with her, but she finally settled on a guy named Bryce. He was so excited that he was going with Lissa that he practically had an aneurism.

"Oh. Well, happy shopping," Lissa said, sounding upset. She stormed off, her heels clicking against the tile floor of the store.

When I went to school the next Monday, I knew something was up.

Everyone kept glancing at me and then whispering. I walked into first period and sat at my desk next to Iggy, who I still hadn't made up with.

I could almost feel the smugness radiating off of him. "So, you finally decided to admit you're dating Fang, huh?"

My head snapped to him. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you told Lissa, which means you indirectly informed the whole school," Iggy said, a grin on his face.

My temper had just gotten me into the worst situation of my life. Dang it.

"Dang Lissa," I muttered to myself, hunching over my work.

Iggy's annoyingly persistent grin stayed all day, mocking me. Because now he knew that the whole argument thing... he was right.

I hated it.

"Fine, you win," I snapped at lunch, glaring at him uselessly. "Whatever, Iggy wins."

He punched a fist into the air. "Hell yeah! I beat Max in an argument!"

"Shut up, you," I said, smacking his arm as we approached our lunch table.

"Look who's talking again!" Ella cheered as we sat down together. "Iggy and Max!"

I glanced at Fang, who had his eyes on me. For once, I could read his expression: Curious. "You told," he said, his voice in between a question and accusation.

I shrugged. "Yeah, kind of. It was unintentional though. I was getting my dress at a store which Lissa works at. She asked me how I got a date and, well, my temper answered."

"Max, your temper answers for everything," Nudge pointed out.

"It does not!" I answered hotly, and then flushed when I realized they were right. "Oh, shut up."

The rest of lunch was a big game of pick-on-Max. And so was the rest of the day, since I had every class but seventh period with Iggy. Ugh.

And then, on Friday, Fang asked me out on a date.

Not like that after school date to go get coffee. No, he asked me on a real date. Like "I'll pick you up at seven" date.

That's right: he took me to a movie.

The drive to the movie and the movie itself were actually okay. But it's the drive home that takes the star.

"So, that movie was... interesting," Fang said, his eyes fixes on the road. "Nice, right?"

I swallowed hard. Why was I suddenly so nervous? "Right," I squeaked.

"I'm glad you made up with Iggy." His smoldering eyes turned to me briefly. "It's nice to not have to listen to him rant about how he's right all the time."

I was glad he couldn't see me that well, because I was blushing so much I was probably glowing. "I never actually thought I was right," I whispered, staring out at the landscape whirring by.

"About?"

"About you. About me. About, well, us." Now I was really, really embarrassed.

"I don't think you were wrong. I just think you changed a little," Fang said, flipping his hair out of his face in one smooth motion.

"Yeah, I guess so. Anyway, thanks for taking me out." We were getting close to my street.

Suddenly, Fang pulled over to the side. "Max, I-" In the dim street light, it was hard to see his face. But there was enough light to see the tortured look in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

"You said that last time, too. But I don't understand why."

"Because, I know you wanted Dylan to ask you to prom. I know that you didn't want me. I don't know if you do now."

"I-" The words choked themselves up in my throat. I hated myself, because the truth and the words he wanted to hear we're very different things. But also, sort of the same. I lay a hand on his arm. "Fang, you know you're right about one thing."

"What is that?"

"I've changed. I admit I did want to go with Dylan at first. But now, now that I've gotten to know you... I like the idea of going with you too."

He smiled. "Really? Then you wouldn't mind this?"

Suddenly he's really close to me, his head tilted in, his long dark hair mixing with mine, his lips a breath away from mine. "This? I... I don't mind," I breathed, closing my eyes. Calm, Max. Calm.

Fang moved forward slightly and our lips came together. His breath was sweet, his lips sweeter. I breathed him in and started to kiss him back. Since every sense was on hyper-alert, I didn't miss the low sound from Fang, or the echo from me.

After what seemed like an eternity, we broke apart, our breathing ragged and rough. "Home?" Fang asked, his voice hoarse.

I nodded, not trusting my voice. We completed the drive home in absolute silence.

We sat in my driveway for a minute, just next to each other. "Great date," I whispered, looking at him.

He nodded, the side of his mouth quirking. "Yeah. Um, see you Monday?"

I nodded, and then remembered something. "Oh, Fang. I just remembered."

"Yeah?"

"Your tie has to be dark blue," I said. I gave him a quick hug before running into the safety of my house.

After locking my door I buried my face in a pillow, blocking out the world. Kissing Fang? Was I insane? "You're not falling for him, Max. You're not. You're just dating for a little bit," I told myself, but it sounded like a lie. "No, you can't like him!"

When it came, sleep didn't offer relief. Instead, it offered me Fang against Dylan, and Dylan against Fang.

Prom was next Saturday. I had my dress and Ella had played Barbie on me multiple times over the week. I was set. No more changes.

Sort of.

A/N Holaaaa(:

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Did you guys catch the hint about Max's prom dress? Prom will be within two chapters, so get ready!

I have the music list, Max's dress, but have yet to settle on a theme. Help?

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