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My eyes were closed. I could hear whooshing sounds all around me. I opened my eyes and saw fluffy blue clouds. I took another breath of fresh air and zoomed forward in the air. I looked to my left and saw white fluffy wings with specks of brown and black all over. I flapped them and soared through the sky. I looked down and saw a back dot, who I could just make out to be Fang. I swooped into a dive and landed on the ground next to him. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

"Max!" he said.

"Yeah?" I responded.

"Max!"

"What?"

"Max! Max! Max!" he was getting a urgent look on his face.

"MAX! Get up!" I slowly opened my eyes. The banging on the door continued. "If you don't get up right now, I'm going to bust this door open! Hurry up! I'm giving you 5 minutes! I want to take you shopping!" With one last bang of the door, Reid left for her room. I groaned. I so didn't want to go shopping. I just wanted to get back to my dream. What a nice dream...

I jumped out of my bed, brushed my teeth and took a shower. When I got back to my room, I put on a random red V-neck t-shirt from that J.J. gave me for my birthday and some dark blue skinny jeans, some converse and my bag, which carried all my essentials. Oh, and my red winter jacket.

I slowly opened the door and checked if Reid was in the hall. She wasn't. I quickly and quietly closed my door and ran out the dorm. I really didn't want to hang out with Reid. I mean, she's nice and all, but she's too girly and too obsessed with Fang. I mean, I really didn't need to know whether Fang was a boxers or briefs kind of guy. At all. And for the record, he's a boxers kind of guy. Not that I care.

It's been 2 weeks at Ravensdale. And it's been the best 2 weeks ever. I hang out with Fang mostly. I've made a lot of other friends but they just don't click with me like Fang does. I really like being his friend. Although he's quiet and it's annoying when girls flirt with him everywhere we go, he's probably the best friend I've ever had.

Anyways, I'm sneaking off to the cafeteria right now. Reid would never go in there unless she was really hungry. Like she was on the first day she met me. Something about too many calories and fattening food.

I got in line at the Second Cup line up. I'm not the biggest fan of Second Cup. I prefer Starbucks, but the only Starbucks nearby is off campus. So I'm not going to bother.
I ordered a hot chocolate and sat at one of the tables. I heard someone approach my table. I looked up and smiled when I saw Fang. He was dressed in a black winter coat. Smart of him, considering it was snowing outside.

"I thought you had classes today?" I asked him. He shrugged.

"Later."

"Ah. So, what are you doing here?" He gave me a look. "Okay, I'll rephrase that. What do you want to do?" Again he shrugged. "Wow, someone is talkative this morning," I said sarcastically. His mouth twitched at that.

"Let's go outside."

"What? Are you freaking crazy? It's minus 10 degrees outside!"

"That's nothing! Where have you been all your life?" he asked.

"California. No snow. Ever." He raised his eyebrows and stood up. He grabbed my hand and tugged me towards the exit of the cafeteria.

"Than let's make the most of this experience." And he tugged me out the door.

Needless to say, playing in the snow was really really fun. At first I was squealing because it was just so cold. Fang laughed at me. I slapped him.
Right now, we're having a snowball fight. Yay! And I am winning.
I grabbed a handful of snow in my glove (well, technically Fang's glove. I didn't have any so he gave me his. He had an extra pair on him.), shaped it into a ball and threw it at Fang. It landed straight on target, giving Fang a mouthful of snow. I laughed boisterously. He just glared. I held up a hand. In front of my eyes, the snow was starting to move weirdly. I felt sick.

"Hey! Can you give me a moment?" Fang immediately dropped his snowball and jogged over to where I was. He gave me a look. Are you okay? I nodded. He guided me over to a tree nearby and we sat at the foot of it.

After a while, more people started to come outside. Despite the coldness of the snow, the sun was warming the air up, making hanging out outside almost enjoyable. I spotted the brotherhood and the sisterhood come out of the cafeteria. They just waved. Fang waved back and they walked away to sit at a different tree.

I studied them. They seemed so different. In a good way. It seem that everyone at Ravensdale loved them. Except Sam, of course. But nobody likes that bastard either, so he doesn't really count.
Fang followed my gaze and smiled.

"They're really nice, you know. You could just go talk to them." I glanced at him in surprise.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him, acting bewildered. He nodded towards the sorority and fraternity. They were getting up and walking back into the building. I scoffed.

"I don't want to talk to them!" I lied. He gave me a disbelieving look, but dropped it. We talked a bit more about other things (mostly about how annoying Reid was and how she wanted to take me shopping.) before I decided that I was sick of the snow. It was making me feel, well, sick. I brushed the snow off my jeans and stood up, almost falling over. I grabbed the tree.

"Max?" Fang said urgently.

"I'm fine." My voice sounded muted. I smiled as I fell and the last thing I felt were Fang's arms around me.

I stared at Max's unmoving body. She had suddenly collapsed, right under the tree where we'd been hanging out. I checked her pulse, even though it wasn't really necessary, considering I knew what had happened to her.

She had started shifting.

Basically, her powers were beginning to start working in her body. When that happened, your body needs to be in a state of rest, so that they can fully develop. It had happened to all of us.

I scooped her up in my arms, bridal-style, to take her to the Sisterhood. I wanted to deal with her myself, but I knew that Angela would never let me "violate tradition" again, after the whole mentoring issue. I walked across campus, trying to ignore the fact that I was holding Max in my arms, and I could feel ever soft curve of her body, pressed against mine…

Okay, let's keep this PG, people.

Once I reached the door of the Sisterhood dorm, I reached into my pocket to dig out the key,

…only to realize that I'd left if back in my dorm, on the desk.

It wasn't really a big deal, since I could get into the Brotherhood dorm with my key and take the underground tunnel to the Sisterhood dorm. Yes, at Ravensdale there are underground tunnels. They connect pretty much every building on campus, which makes it so much easier to get between classes when it's say, minus 40o outside.

I swung open the heavy, ornate door in my dorm, and took Max, via the underground tunnel to the Sisterhood dorm, Beverly House.

We each had a full dorm to ourselves, thanks to a few tricks Dylan and his hypnotic voice worked on the administration.

Once I walked in through the door to the Sisterhood dorm, I paused to take in all the gleaming wood furnishings, the plush red carpet and the stained glass windows. The building was suited for the Sisterhood of Bevlon- the place practically oozed tradition. I also noted that the entire Sisterhood was assembled in the foyer, looking at Max, who still hadn't woken up yet.

"Hey." I said, nodding at them.

"Hi." They all chorused, their eyes never straying from Max's limp body.

"Has she started shifting?" Ella asked in an excited tone.

"I think so," I replied, "at least, that's what it looks like."

The entire Sisterhood murmured their anticipation.

"So, she'll be joining us soon!" Serena said, almost dancing in glee.

"That's generally how it works, yes." I said, mildly sarcastic.

Then, a realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Guys," I said urgently, "she barely knows who you are. Just that you're cool and nice. How is she going to want to join?"

For the Brotherhood and Sisterhood, involvement was totally voluntary. We never invited anyone, partly because people were always clamouring to join anyways. Obviously, if they didn't have powers, which they all didn't, we denied them. Of course, we'd accept Max though, because she was destined to become a Sister. The only thing was, I didn't think that Max was the type of girl to desperately want to join a "sorority" like that.

She seemed too…into doing her own thing, I guess.

Just then, Angela spoke up.

"That's your job, Fang," she said, "You've got to convince Max to want to join."

I was puzzled at this. "How?" I asked.

"Once again, that's your job, Fangy boy." Angel said, smirking, calling me "Fangy boy" just to piss me off. Something told me that she still hadn't totally forgiven me for "going against tradition", and was doing this just to punish me.

Whatever.

I could do this. I mean, all of my brothers and sisters were popular, and were considered "cool" by everyone at Ravensdale. We all got amazing grades, and…well, lived charmed lives.

…When we weren't almost getting killed by Malums, of course, but no one knew about that.

The point was, it probably wouldn't be all that difficult to convince Max to join. She had already seemed to be intrigued by us, so with a bit of convincing on my part, it would probably be a done deal. I picked Max back up, walked out of Beverly House.

I took her to her dorm, Thompson House by fishing her key out of her wallet. Less than ethical, I know, but necessary in this case, since I couldn't exactly leave her outside.

I turned both Max and myself invisible, so we wouldn't attract any unwanted attention, and brought her up to her room.

I unlocked the door and set her on the bed, waiting for her to wake up.

While I waited, I looked around the room. It was nice, but considerably smaller than the rooms at Wellington and Beverly. Max had made it look nice and cozy by putting up pictures of her, another woman who I assumed to be her mother, since they were splitting images of each other, and a distinguished-looking man who I thought was her father.

After a few more minutes, Max began to shift a little, and her eyelids fluttered open. She was waking up.

"Fang?" She whispered. "What are you doing here? What happened to me?"

Now was the time to deliver my pre-planned lie. Max couldn't know about the Sisterhood and her powers until we were sure that we could…trust her. For now, she would have to be lied to. "You passed out." I said evenly, "I took you to the infirmary, and the nurse said that you just need a bit more rest. Have you been having trouble sleeping?" I asked, in a slightly scolding tone.

"Yeah…I guess so," Max admitted, "but that still doesn't explain why you're here, in my room. You could get expelled for this!"

"Well," I said, slightly condescendingly, "the nurse said that you could go back to your room, and I, being the gentleman I am, decided to say with you, instead of just dumping you on your bed and leaving. Could you

imagine how frightened you would be when you woke up?"

Yeah, it was not like me to say something like that at all, but hey, anything to keep up the façade.

Max still didn't look happy about the fact that I was in her room, but seemed too tired to protest. She did look drained; her cheeks were pale, and her eyelids were drooping. Still, I couldn't imagine anyone more beautiful.

Wait. Did I just call Max beautiful? Maybe I'm getting a little too attached to her…

Still, I couldn't stay much longer. I had a class in about ten minutes, and it was on the other side of campus.

"Max, I have to go." I said gently, "Try to rest and take it easy, okay?"

"Okay." She said feebly. I didn't think that she'd be awake for much longer, so I quickly bent down and brushed my lips against her forehead and said goodbye.

I really hated to leave, but if I was tardy to another one of my biology classes, Mr. Campbell would kill me.

I turned around, and walked out the door.

After two tedious hours, my Biology lecture was finally over, and I could get some lunch. I saw Max leaving the auditorium, and remembered that I still had to convince Max to join the Sisterhood.
I walked to the cafeteria, where I was joined by all of my brothers and sisters.

"Hey man, how's it going?" Nathan asked, his arm casually strewn over Nudge's shoulders.

"Good." I replied.

"Have you gotten any with Max yet?" Gazzy asked, earning a glare from me, and a flirtatious smack from Serena.

"Gazzy," I said, trying to stay as calm as possible, "I have to get Max to want to join the Sisterhood, and become one of us, which is not going to happen if you keep acting like the pervert you are."

He rolled his eyes, but stopped making any more inappropriate cracks. Meanwhile, the rest of the group understood what I meant: Act perfectly. Make it seem like we live charmed, perfect lives. Immediately, the guys walked with a bit more swagger and the girls tossed their hair, laughing at some nonexistent joke that Maya had made. We talked a touch louder, and laughed a touch harder.

"So, how do you think you did on the Physics test?" Alex asked Holden casually, as we passed Max's table, where she was sitting with that friend of hers, Reid.

"Oh, I aced it for sure." Holden replied cockily, smirking.

"Of course, you did, baby." Angela cooed, "Have you ever not aced one of Mrs. Henderson's tests?"

"Well, no," Holden said, trying to look bashful as we sat down at the table next to Max. "But then again, all of us always ace our tests."

I caught Reid telling Max how it was true, being a member of the Sisterhood meant a guaranteed 4.0 GPA.

I stifled a laugh. I had almost forgotten how Reid was hopelessly devoted to us. She would, unknowingly, become the perfect ally in making Max want to join the Sisterhood.

"So, are we still on for Tuesday?" Dylan asked.

"Absolutely," Maya replied, "it's going to be so much fun! I love all the connections we have. We can pretty much do whatever we want!"

Now, this may seem to you like we were being super obnoxious, with all of our barely-concealed bragging, but for Max, it was all that was needed to get her to want to join.

She had totally fallen under our spell, like every other person at Ravensdale.

"How do you get into the Sisterhood of Bevlon?" I caught Max asking Reid.

Mission accomplished. (With a little help, of course.)

"Fang? I have a question." I looked anxiously at Fang. He nodded for me to continue. "Do you think, if I tried to become one of the sisterhood of Bevlon, they would accept me?" I looked down at my feet.

"Yeah. I mean, why wouldn't they? You going to apply?" I nodded. He took my hand. "Come on. I'll introduce you to Angela." He pulled my hand and tore through the hallways.

"Fang! No-wait! I haven't done enough thinking about this!" I scream at him, try to get my hand out of his grip. No such luck. Ass.

We reached a big wooden door. He took out a key and inserted it into the key hole. I struggled to get out of his grip, but no such luck again.

"Fang you jackass! Let go of me!" He just pushed me into the room and finally let go of me. I pushed him father away from me and crossed my arms. I blew my hair away from my hair. When I could finally see, I cried out in surprise. All the people in the brotherhood and sisterhood were there, hanging out. And it seems that Fang and I had just crashed their party. I stood there, paralyzed, not really knowing what to do.

Finally, the girl with blonde curls and blue eyes stepped forward. "You must be Max. Fang told us about you." At this, I looked sideways at Fang, who seemed to find great amusement in staring at the ceiling. "I'm Angela. This is our common room. I assume you're here for a reason." She stared at me brightly, making me feel slightly uncomfortable. I broke eye contact with her and glanced around the room.

"Yeah. I want to become a part of your sorority." I've always been blunt about things. She smirked.

"Yeah, Fang told us about that. Well, considering you are Fang's best girl friend-" Someone snickered. "-I mean, best friend who is a girl outside of the sisterhood, we already know a lot about you. Fang usually has a good judgement of character." Angela had started to pace around me. I felt like I was being analyzed. "Plus, your grandmother was part of this sorority-"

"What? Really?" My mom had told me that my grandmother had gone to Ravensdale. That's part of the reason why I had wanted to come so badly. And she told me that my grandmother had been in a sorority. But never which one.

Angela looked slightly miffed that I had interrupted her.

"Yes, really. However, we still need to know whether my sisters and I will get along with you. So, we need you to move here. That way, we can get to know each other better and we can decided if your in the sisterhood. Is that alright?" It felt like I couldn't say no. So I didn't.

"Yeah, sure," I responded. I really did want to become part of the sisterhood. First of all, apparently my marks were going to get a big boost (4.0 GPA people!) and I was going to become popular. Not that I had cared that much in the first place, but it was certainly a bonus. Plus, I'd have more friends.

Angela snapped her fingers. "Nudge. Help Max get her stuff here. We have a extra room on the second floor." A girl with the skin tone that resembled the colour of mocha rushed towards me, demanded my key and rushed out the door. "Come on Max, you can hang out with us." She plopped down on the coach and invited me to do so as well.

After about 5 minutes, the group got used to me and we were talking and laughing like we were friends. Gazzy was always making inappropriate jokes and Dylan and Maya were flirting. I laughed a lot. Everyone seemed to really like me.

Nudge had come back 5 minutes after she had left, holding 5 big boxes full of what I had assumed to be my stuff. She said that she didn't need help and carried all the boxes up the stairs to put in my room. When she came back down (again, 5 minutes later) she said that my room was already arranged. When I went up and checked out my room, everything was arranged exactly how it was in my old room across the hall from Reid. I asked Nudge how she did it. She didn't respond, but Fang did.

"She has a special ability." I looked up at him, my eyes full of questions. He shrugged and said, "She's just really quick with things."

"Oh. So, is it always this easy to get into the sisterhood?" I asked him. "Because Reid told me that hardly anyone gets in. At all."

"No. It's not usually this easy. But that fact that your are one of my best friends and that your grandmother used to be part of the sorority may be part of the reason why you were accepted so easily."

"Yes, because being your friend has so many benefits!" I teased him.

"It does!" he protested. We quickly fell into our teasing banter, but the entire time, I couldn't help but feel like something was off about him.

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