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Here is chapter 4. I'm sorry that Max and Fang didn't meet yet…I'm hoping to make them meet in the next chapter.

I already have some of the next chapter written, so I might post it tomorrow, maybe even later on today!

So I hope you enjoy it!

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Chapter 4

Iggy's POV

I was deep in thought when I left the Martinez house. I thought about how Ella felt sorry for me for being blind. With any other person, I would be angry.

But Ella was special. I actually felt better around her. Before we left, Nudge and Angel hugged me. When Ella hugged me, she felt like soft, warm, and beautiful. Her skin was a tan brown (I can touch anything and "see" its color).

When she hugged me, it sent shock waves throughout my body. My heart felt fuzzy. Isn't that usually how girls feel whenever a guy touches her?

No I am not gay! Why does everybody think so? Don't answer that…

Anyways…on the way back home, I was thinking. Why did I feel that way around Ella? Of course it meant only one thing; I was falling in love. I blinked. I didn't think it would be that simple, to fall in love.

I just met the girl and I knew that she was smart, sweet, beautiful, warm, loving, funny, and I could keep going on and on about how amazing she is, but I won't.

I feel…a strong fiery passion within me. I wanted her. I needed her. I frowned. Wow. I'm a lovesick bird-kid who seriously needs to get a life.

I frowned. I can't be with her anyways. I'm dangerous, since I'm half bird. But I just couldn't help it. I replayed the thought of Ella hugging me.

Man, her scent…I walked up to my room in a daze and sat on my bed. What should I do? Who should I tell about this? Fang was the only one here, and he wasn't a very emotional guy.

But he was better than nothing. I slowly got up and walked to Fang's room, just standing out there. I stared at it and heard someone walk across the room.

I heard the creak as someone sat onto the bed. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Yeah?" I heard Fang's gruff voice.

"It's Iggy. Can I come in?" I called.

"Sure." I walked in, feeling extremely nervous.

"What's up, man?" Fang asked.

I fidgeted, taking deep breaths, until I finally had the guts to spit it out.

"I- I think…I'm in love," I breathed out.

Wow.

That was easier than I thought.

Fang's POV

"I- I think…I'm in love," Iggy stuttered.

Okay.

That was really random…but why is he telling me? I snorted. Like I needed to know that.

"Good for you, Iggs," I told him.

"Gosh! You don't even have a romantic bone in your body!" exclaimed Iggy angrily, in a whiny voice.

"Uh…" I muttered, looking at Iggy.

What was wrong with him? He already told me he was in love with Tess so many times…well not that he was in love with her but just that he loved her if you know what I mean.

"But I don't know if she feels the same way!" moaned Iggy in exasperation.

Really? Was he crazy or something?

"Uh, yeah, because if she doesn't like you, she'll be making out with you early every morning until school starts," I scoffed sarcastically.

Iggy looked confused.

"Who are you talking about?" he asked me angrily.

I blinked. This boy has finally lost it.

"Tess! Who else? Your girlfriend!" I exclaimed.

Suddenly, realization flooded into his face and he slapped his forehead.

"Shit, man," he moaned.

"What?" I asked.

"I forgot all about Tess!" he exclaimed.

"I'm confused," I stated.

I really was.

"I think I'm in love with…Ella," he whispered.

My eyes widened slightly.

"Ella? But you just met her!" I exclaimed.

"I think it was love at first sight," he replied in a hushed tone.

I rolled my eyes.

"I hate to break it to you, Iggs, but you're blind," I told him.

"Ugh you know what I mean Mr. Emotionless Rock!" he yelled at me.

He groaned in frustration and stomped away and slammed the door shut. I started laughing when I realized that he looked just like those cute frustrated chicks on T.V.

When those girls hear something they don't like, they huff and then stomp away angrily. Iggy was so gay… my laughter died down and I folded my arms behind my head.

Max. She was really pretty, even though she tried not to be. She didn't wear fancy clothes, didn't act prissy, yet she was the prettiest girl I've ever seen in my life.

I closed my eyes, my thoughts wandering to Itex. I felt myself drifting out of consciousness.

Max's POV

(A/N: Takes place after Max escaped from her house)

I ran down the street, feeling the wind whip around me. Yeah, I was a pretty fast runner; fastest in my school. I was in the track team.

Running helped me clear my head and all the suckish thoughts disappeared. Which was good.

I didn't know where to go. I didn't know this place very well, so I just ran around, trying to get familiar with my surroundings. I was turning around the curb when I knocked into someone.

I let out a strangled yell as I slammed into him and we flew like twenty feet back.

"Shit, man!" he yelled. "What's your prob?"

Jerk.

I got off of him and stepped back, glaring at him with distaste. He was about my height, maybe my age, with brown hair and brown eyes.

His skin was kind of dark, and he wore ripped baggy jeans and a dark green t-shirt. He had a black sweater hanging loosely off of his shoulders. He took in my appearance and his eyes widened.

He jumped up and continued staring at me.

"Hey, I'm sorry," he told me, offering me a small smile.

"I'm the one who rammed into you," I reminded him with a frown, pushing back a piece of my hair that fell in front of my eyes.

"True, but I'm the one who yelled at you," he replied.

I smirked.

"True."

"So what's your hurry?" he asked.

"Just getting familiar with the neighborhood is all," I told him.

"Oh. You're new, right? I knew you were, but I wasn't sure. Anyways, do you happen to be Ella Martinez? Or Maxine?" he asked me.

I growled angrily. He took a step back instinctively. Yeah, I have that effect on people.

"It's Max," I told him through my teeth.

"Oh, well nice to meet you Max," he told me with a grin.

"Sorry, but I couldn't say the same," I replied.

He looked taken aback, but it immediately wiped away from his face. I hated the way he was looking at me; like he was checking me out.

It annoyed me and made me feel kind of uncomfortable, but I wouldn't let anybody know that.

"Uh…well, I'm Jake. Jake Smith," he told me.

"Uhuh…good to know. Bye," I told him, but he grabbed my hand.

Big mistake. Nobody touches me. Nobody. Well, except for Sam and my family. And no, I do not have anger issues!

"What?" I snarled at him.

He took his hand back, dug into his pocket, fished out a pen, and scribbled onto it. He smirked at me and handed it over. Oh God, no. He did not. I looked at it.

Yup, sure enough, there was a phone number written on it. I glared at him.

"Call me later, babe," he told me.

My fists clenched, crumpling the paper in my hands.

"Oh, and bring that sexy thang with ya," he told me with a laugh, spanking my butt.

My jaw dropped and he laughed harder. That. Was. It. Guys back in Canada did pretty much the same thing, but nobody has ever touched me like that.

My fist shot forward, connecting with his nose. I heard the satisfying crack, and smirked. Blood spurted from his nose and he began to cuss.

"Shit! What the hell was that for? Crazy bitch!" he yelled at me.

I kicked him where the sun don't shine and he crumpled to the floor. Like I said, nobody messes with me.

"Try that again, and your nose won't be the only thing spurting with blood. Now get the hell out of here," I growled at him. "Oh, and take this with you. Asshole."

I threw the crumpled up piece of paper at him and spun around, walking away.

My fist was still clenched, and I relaxed it. I was so used to that kind of stuff, but it still angered me deeply.

I walked until I came across a park. The grass was a bright green, there were many flowers sprouting around, and a bunch of tall trees that were perfect to climb.

There were benches and a trail around the park and one leading into the woods. There was a playground with swings, slides, monkey bars, and other kiddie stuff.

I saw a bunch of little kids there and another group of teens hanging out, some on the bench, some standing. Almost all had earphones stuck in their ear, nodding to the music while chatting.

I sighed and rolled my eyes before walking to a tree and climbing up there. I rested on a sturdy branch and looked down.

The air felt so good and I smiled, inviting the warm sun to soak into my face. The leaves were a pretty good shade, so the really hot rays felt warm.

I remembered when Sam and I used to climb trees and lay down on branches, just talking to each other. Sometimes we just listened to music in silence and just stared at each other. I sighed. I missed those days.

I plugged my black earphones into my ears, pressed play, and closed my eyes, feeling myself drift out of consciousness.

I woke up to something kind of hard falling on my face. I opened my eyes and reached my hand to my head. It was an acorn. I frowned and looked up. It was really dark. Too dark.

Mom would kill me. I growled angrily under my breath and got up, jumping off the tree swiftly.

I flipped my phone open. I had three texts and one voicemail. I rolled my eyes. It was 9:26. I read the texts. First was from Ella. She probably texted me while the Griffiths were over at my house.

September 12th

7:34 P.M.

Ella: Hey, where the hell r u? get ur ass here rite now, cuz mom is so fricken pissed!

I rolled my eyes. Ella, Ella, Ella. Next was from Nudge.

September 12th

8:39 P.M.

Nudge: Max!!! Where r u? were havin a blast. Iggy and fang r like super hawt! Wish u were here. Were watchin a movie. Mom is really worried and ella is getting really…close to iggy. I think they 3 each other. Wont that be like so fricken cool? Anyways, point is, get over here ASAP!!! Oh and fang was in ur room. Ella told me not to tell u, but oh well. Ttyl!

Nudge. She still has a lot to say on texts too. When I read that Fang was in my room, I was angry. Ever heard of "no trespassing?" Who was Fang anyway? Why go into the room of a person you don't even know? I growled angrily, but decided to drop it.

The next was from Ella again saying "the griffiths left, get ur ass over here, I need 2 talk 2 u bout sumthin" I frowned.

What could that be? I went to my voicemail, pressed the phone to my ear and listened to my mom's stern voice.

"Max, where are you? I've called you so many times and I'm very upset with your behavior. The Griffiths have left, and their mother wasn't very pleased that you weren't here. I'm very disappointed in you, and you better come home right now," my mom growled. I rolled my eyes and began walking, pulling up a new text message.

Me: Ella, srry bout 2day…I just didn't want 2 stay ther… so im coming now…don't tell mom…whats she doin? I sent it and tapped my fingers onto the phone, waiting impatiently as I walked.

I almost immediately got a reply.

Ella: ugh. Thank god, max! we were so fricken worried! Wat the hell were u thinkin? And where were u?

Me: Srry. I fell asleep in a tree.

Ella: ?

Me: Long story, but Im on my way…plz try to calm mom down b4 I cum. She's gonna be so mad.

Ella: y wouldn't she?

Me: Watev just keep her calm, just try to ease her anger sumhow, k?

Ella: Gosh. Why would i do that? after everything u've done 4 me!

I rolled my eyes. She was so bad at sarcasm.

Me: cuz ur my awesome and caring sister and I luv u... and ill kick ur ass from here to nxt week if u don't…

Ella: fair enough…okay ill think of sumthin. Just cum fast. Mom is about 2 blow

Me: K…c u in a few

I snapped the phone shut and sighed, chewing on my bottom lip. I was so screwed.

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