Disclaimer: I will never ever in my life ever own Rebecca Black's Friday(If you guys actually like her, I'm sorry. But I always bash at the artists I hate at the moment). I do not own Justin Bieber. How can I even own a person? And I don't own Fang's art at saying short sentences. Lastly, and most of all... I do not own Maximum Ride.

Author's note: I am seriously sorry for this supermegafreaking late update. I've been very very lazy. I apologize greatly. Also, I was in the Philippines having my vacation... so yeah.

Maximum Ride POV

The rest of the train ride was boring. Fang fell asleep and I couldn't sleep. Mainly because everyone else was sleeping. I was sure of that.

How? Well, after Fang was very much asleep, I checked on the kids. They fell asleep infront of Iggy's laptop with Naruto on the screen. Since when did they even like anime?

I closed the laptop and went back to our compartment. I tried to sleep but it didn't work either. So I was pretty excited when we got off at the station.

"Yes, finally!" I shot both arms in the air. Fang looked at me weirdly, but didn't say anything. Iggy and the other kids were too busy being in half-asleep state to have seen what the heck I've been doing. "I'm just going to go get a taxi. You guys wait here." Fang said, walking away from us.

Great. More waiting.

I slumped next to Iggy who was sitting on a stone bench with the kids. "Mommy, are we there yet?" he asked leaning against my shoulder. I rolled my eyes but left him there anyway. I looked around me. Angel was leaning against Gazzy who was leaning against her, sleeping with their mouths open. Nudge was lying against the bench in a fetus position. They were probably too excited before the trip that they didn't get enough shut eye. I sighed and checked my watch, 11:12 PM. Oh, I missed 11:11. Oh well.

"Hey, Max!"

I looked to the direction. Fang was about 15 feet away from me with a taxi by his side. "Wake up the kids!" he said. "Hey! I call shotgun!" I replied. "Yeah, yeah. Just wake them up!"

Again, waiting.

Ugh. I hate this. This is why I don't travel. I'm a terribly impatient person and that's not a good trait from a tourist.

I turned around to check the status of the others.

Everyone was asleep. Except for Fang and Iggy. Fang sat beside the window and Angel was leaning on his shoulder. Fang had his arm around her like he was protecting her from something. It was a great reassurance to the fact that Fang would be a great Dad someday(even though he kinda already is). He must've felt me staring at him because right then he suddenly looked at me straight in the eye. I smiled and he gave back a small smile.

I sighed to myself. I don't know how people like Fang(you know, travelers) handle all this waiting. It's basically torture.

"Max?" I heard Iggy whisper behind me. he was sitting beside the other window, behind me. I consider that a bad thing since Iggy is so unpredictable.

"Yeah?" I turned my head a little to the right, showing that I was paying attention. "I'm bored" he leaned closer to me that I felt his breath at the back of my neck as he whispered to me. "Me too" I said "It's not like we could do anything about it". "Well this sucks" he whispered back. "I know right?"

"Oh, Have you heard this song called Friday by Rebecca Black?" he asked me. "No, why?" I asked, curious as he gave me his iPod touch. He gave me one earphone and kept the other one. He pressed play.

And as the video of this 13 year old girl(Iggy told me) singing about the weekend played, I suddenly despised the weekend. I mean, what the hell am I watching? Although the song's kind of catchy… I pretty much think the reason Iggy showed this to me is so that he's not the only one singing it or humming it. My ears are bleeding… I feel like telling Rebecca Black that we're not stupid and I know my days of the week, thank you very much. She's like the girl version of Justin Bieber… Only worse. Because I kinda like Bieber now… The repetitive way of singing… not so much. And I don't think he's "hot". But he's not half bad.

The video finished and I think I was traumatized. Because right after that I didn't really know what to say. After watching and hearing that lame song and watching Black's two friends dancing retardedly… I think I don't even know anymore…

"Max?" Iggy took the earphone from my ear "Are you ok?". I can tell he was worried by the sound of his voice. "What the fuck was that?" I slowly said. "Max, language" Fang warned me. I turned to him, "They're asleep" I snapped back at him. "What's this all about anyway?" he asked. "Iggy showed me a really horrible video. Show it to him later" I told Iggy. "Is it that bad that you have to curse?" Fang asked me. "Yeah, pretty much" I replied.

Fang shrugged and left the issue alone. After that, everything went silent again.

"Max?" Iggy whispered to me again. "If you're going to show me another horrible video… please don't. I'm begging you… just—don't." I told him. And to that statement, he chuckled. "No, I just wanted to ask… Can I trade rooms with Gazzy?" he asked me. "Why?" I asked him. "You know what?" he suddenly said, leaning back away from me "Nevermind" I heard him mutter. Hmm, weird.

The taxi turned right when Fang said, "Oh we're here". I looked outside the window to see a tall building, probably 20-storeys tall. Now, I'm not a pro when it comes to architecture, but I think it's safe to say that the building was probably handcarved. Beautifully, may I add. There were swirls and flowers. But it didn't look girly. This hotel should be a landmark or something.

(a/n: I am so not good with visuals.)

"Wow" I heard Nudge whisper. Fang must've already woken her up. I looked behind me to see the only person who wasn't awake was Angel. Angel was a heavysleeper. So I wake her up three-hours before school just so that she'll be able to go in time. Most of us are heavysleepers. Me? Not so much.

"Are we there yet?" Gazzy asked, rubbing his eyes. "Almost. But don't go back to sleep." I told him, facing the front again.

"Igs" I heard Fang say from behind. "Yeah?"

"Angel won't wake. Help Max." Ah Fang. With his not-making-any-sense-at-all short sentences. "With what?" iggy asked, just as confused as I am. "Luggage." He said. "Ohhhhh ok"

And just as that conversation finished, the taxi pulled up in front of the hotel. Of course, Fang paid the guy. With extra tip too. That taxi guy is lucky.

I ended up carrying half of the amount of luggage and Iggy was carrying the ones that were left. Fang managed to find two of those thingies that bellboys use to put the luggage of a person… you know, the one that Zack and Cody rides. I've always wanted to secretly ride those things. even though I don't even know what the heck they're called. So while those were taken away from us we decided to wait around the lobby.

And yet again, more waiting.

I sat on a large armchair as Fang approaches the counter where you check-in. I just realized I have no idea what many things are called. I seriously should go search what these things are called on the internet someday.

I sigh and lean back. Iggy suddenly squeezes beside me. "Hello, this is a one man arm chair. For only one person. Leave and go find another place to sit before I kick your butt." I tell him, slightly annoyed. "Oooh. Sounds fun." He simply says. I roll my eyes, "I rolled my eyes at you, Igs". He didn't reply, but he yawned at me. "Man, I'm beat. Seriously." He said.

Fang came back and tossed me two key cards. I caught it easily and saw that the room number of the other one was different from the other. I gave Fang a WTH look. "409 is yours." He replied. "Ugh. Please Fang enough with the short sentences. Just tell me what the heck this means." I replied, annoyed because I just want to get things overwith. He rolled his eyes back at me but smirked, "Your room is 409. the 410 is ours and it's an emergency key card just in case". "Better." I replied, standing up, "I seriously don't get why you don't talk in full sentences".

I started walking towards the elevator. I felt Iggy's finger go through my beltloop, indicating that he was following. Which meant the other kids were following. Fang still beside me, carrying Angel, shrugged and said "It's easier". I pressed the button of the elevator, "And there you go again". He shrugged again and I rolled my eyes annoyed.

R & R. The button's just down there...