Max POV

*Three months later*

"Here it is! Just like we promised! The new song by The Utmost Experience! Royals!" The radio announcer's voice flooded my car as I drove along the roads of the crowded parking lot of my school. I smiled as I heard Nudge's voice flood the speakers.

""Royals"

[Verse 1] I've never seen a diamond in the flesh I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies And I'm not proud of my address, In the torn-up town, no post code envy

[Hook] But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room, We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams. But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your time piece. Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash. We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair.
And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood, That kind of luxe just ain't for us. We crave a different kind of buzz. Let me be your ruler (ruler), You can call me queen Bee And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule. Let me live that fantasy.

[Verse 2] My friends and I – we've cracked the code. We count our dollars on the train to the party. And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this, We didn't come from money.

[Hook] But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom. Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room, We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams. But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your time piece. Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair
And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood That kind of luxe just ain't for us. We crave a different kind of buzz. Let me be your ruler (ruler), You can call me queen Bee And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule. Let me live that fantasy.
Ooh ooh oh We're bigger than we ever dreamed, And I'm in love with being queen. Ooh ooh oh Life is game without a care We aren't caught up in your love affair.
And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood That kind of luxe just ain't for us. We crave a different kind of buzz Let me be your ruler (ruler), You can call me queen Bee And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule. Let me live that fantasy."

The song ended and I turned the station to country. What can I say, I love it, so don't judge.

"Max!" Ella yelled. "Open the door!" I unlocked the door, and Ella got in.

"Be quiet! Charlie is asleep!" I whisper/yelled. Ella shock it off.

"So," Ella tried to change the subject.

"What Ella?" I said. "Am I going to regret this later?"

"Maybe?"

"What," I started to second guess my curiosity.

"Do you think that mom will let me go to Prom?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Well first you don't have a date-"

"Iggy."

"- and second, you're not old enough." Iggy and Ella had started dating as soon as we had gotten off the plane three months ago. They had a good relationship, if you count my father actually approving. But the school bullying did not help. Non of the people at school knew that Ella and I were the girls that the boys always talk about. Although my Ceramics Teacher did. I told her on the eighth day I knew her because she seemed like she could be trusted.

"Max!" Charlie started to cry

"BE QUIET!"

"Then don't zone out when you're driving!"

"Picky much?"

"I don't want to die!"

"Oh."

"I need to get Fang to cure your zone outs. It seems he is the only one who can." Ella mumbled.

"What?" I asked, not believing what she said.

"We all know that you two love each other. Just admit it."

"I am not in love with Fang." I lied. I mean, who can't just love the way he holds Charlie, or the way he doe0s certain things, like foot rubs.. Hahahah! That'll be the day.. When Fang actually agrees to touch your feet. Ew.

"Are we going to the gangs house?" Ella asked.

"Yes." I said, turning into the mansion's driveway. "Why would we be here if we weren't?" Ella smiled, but she looked ahead and it faded.

"Oh, no."

I looked farther up the driveway and saw what she was worried about. Hundreds of reporters turned to the sound of my car at the same time. Blinding flashes flooded my eyesight.

"Are you the mystery girls?"

"What is your name?"

"Who are you?"

"What is your relation to The Utmost Experience?"

Questions covered my ears. Charlie wailed. I jumped out of the car and ran to his side of the car and opened the door.

"Who is that?"

"Is the father one of the band mates?"

"What is your relation to the band?"

"Who are you?"

"MAX! WHAT IS GOING ON?" Ella cried from her seat.

"Don't just sit there! Get in the house!" I yelled. She ran from her side of the car into the house. I saw Iggy see the problem. I was trapped in between the car, holding Charlie and the reporters. They wouldn't let me though. Great.

"Hey!" I yelled. The questions did not stop though. I started to find my claustrophobia again. Oh, no. "Let me though."

"Answer our questions!"

"Hey!" A new voice cut the questions immediately. I held Charlie closer to my chest. I saw Fang coming from the front door. He looked into my eyes.

"Let her go! You guys are making it seem like a superhero needs to come to Max's rescue." He said, coming closer. the reporters were silent. Fang reached me and took Charlie from me.

"You okay?" He whispered so only I could hear.

"Yeah, but if I stay here any longer, no."

"Let's go," Fang took my hand and lead me to the house. Or mansion. We reached the door and hysteria busted out. Reporters finally realized what was happening and ran up to the door yelling and shouting questions. The door closed behind Fang before any of them could reach it though.

Fang lead me though the long hallways until we reached his room. Ella was sitting there with Iggy and Nudge. They sat there for a few minutes, staring at us.

"Your alive!" Shouted Nudge rushing over. Fang moved to Charlie's crib that he set up. Nudge attacked my in a hug.

Then a thought accrued to me.

Was I holding Fang's hand the entire time?!