YEAH! NEXT CHAPTER! Sorry to keep ya hanging. This week was spirit week and the theme was Disney. My friends and I dressed up in theme every day! It was a lot of fun. Anyways…hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride

MPOV

The weekend I've been dreading is finally here…Memorial Day weekend.

Who wouldn't be excited to stay in a house and go to the lake in swimsuits with the best friend's boyfriend who you slept with behind that friend's back? Oh, and don't forget the creepy, but sometimes sweet, stalker I call Sam. That's three days of constant reminders of what a terrible person I am and the fact I just realized I may like Fang just makes it that much more enjoyable. Must I point out that that's sarcasm because if you thought I was serious then you probably shouldn't be reading this unless you want to seriously confused.

The knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts and I walked over to answer it. I open the door to reveal a very anxious looking Lissa. Once I opened the door wide enough, Lissa tackled me so I was on the ground.

"Are you excited for the best weekend of your entire life?" she squealed.

I chuckle to myself at her excitement and answered, "Hell yeah! Come on and help me carry my bags," I said pointing to my suit case and small duffel bag.

Eyeing the bags, Lissa grabbed my purse that was on the counter instead. She noticed my annoyed expression and held up her free hand to reveal her newly polished nails, "Just got them done like an hour ago."

I rolled my eyes as I slung my duffel bag over my shoulder and rolled my suit case behind me. After successfully making it down the stairs without totally eating it, Lissa and I started off toward the car that was parked in front of my apartment.

I looked up to see Fang's lean figure leaning against the car with his arms crossed over his chest. My eyes connected with his dark orbs before his eyes flickered to my bags. His eyes flashed back to mine as he shrugged off the car and walked over to us.

"I'll take this," he said as he grabbed the bags from my hands. Just like the night of the date, his fingers grazed mine and an electric current spread through my whole body just from that split second of contact. Hmm…I wonder how it would feel if we held hands, or if his hands were on my hips, or when my legs are wrapped around his waist…

I mentally slapped myself across the face for thinking all those thoughts and right in front of Lissa too! Well, it's settled, I'm going to hell.

I brushed off my mental thought process and slid into the backseat that I just noticed had two other occupants. I slid into a window seat to see Sam in the middle and Angel by the other window seat. Once Sam saw me, his boyish smile spread across his face and his eyes lit up. I smiled politely back and his smile grew wider in return.

After everyone has gotten situated into their rightful seats, I turned to take in Sam's muscular body sitting in the tiniest seat in the car. I chuckled a little and he instantly turned his head to stare at me questioningly. "What?" he asked confused.

"You have to sit `bitch'" I replied. ('Bitch' is what my sisters and I call the middle seat because no one ever wants to sit in the middle. When someone is finally forced to sit in the middle, we call them our bitch. Hehe)

An evil smirk replaced his confused look and I was surprised to see that look on someone like Sam. "Oh, really?" he almost growled.

Uh…yeah? I mean, you're sitting bitch right now? What the hell is this boy on? I was about to voice the first part when his strong arms grabbed my waist. In one swift moment, Sam picked me up and slid me onto his lap as he slid into the window seat. "Looks like the roles have been reversed," he whispered into my ear. With that, he slid me off his lap and into the middle seat. All while in a tiny car. Not gonna lie, that was impressive.

I faked a huff of annoyance because now he looked more comfortable. He smirked at me before looking out his window.

Having no window of my own to look out of, I turned to look at the road ahead of us. That lasted about half a second when two black orbs caught my eye.

Fang was glaring at a clueless Sam through the rearview mirror and I just noticed his white knuckles that were gripping the wheel painfully tight. Anger was clearly rolling off his body and was directed toward the boy who was so close to me that his arm was touching mine. Fang must have felt my stare because after a second his eyes connected with mine. His eyes softened a bit, but I could still detect the anger clear within them.

We would've continued our stare down if Lissa hadn't broken it by turning around in her seat to face me. Her eyes flickered to Sam who felt her stare and turned to look at her questioningly.

"So, how have you two been?" Lissa asked, suggestively.

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to stall. Unfortunately, I knew it wouldn't last long.

Lissa let out a sigh and turned to Sam, knowing she won't get anything out of me. "Have you kissed her yet?" she asked Sam.

"Lissa!" I almost yelled at the same time Sam said, "No." turning red as tomato.

Completely ignoring me, Lissa asked Sam, "What? Why not?"

"I wanted to," he said quietly as my mouth open agape and looked at Lissa, begging her to stop. I did not like the way this was going and what with Fang here, I knew it wasn't going to end well.

Lissa being, well, Lissa, just had to push even more despite my silent pleads. "Well stop being such a pussy and do it already,"

I was about to yell at her and say that that was over the line when the thing I most dreaded, happened. Sam's large hands grabbed my face and he smashed his lips onto mine roughly. It was nothing like...what I imagined and no I was sooo not going to compare him to a certain someone…

His kissed me while I held my hands up to show that I did not want this. It took the kid a while to see that I was not kissing him back till he pulled away. Despite my lack of interest in the kiss, he still looked smug. He obviously hasn't been kissed before because if he thought that I enjoyed that then he is seriously mistaken.

"That's all there is to it," Lissa said as smugly as Sam's smirk.

I looked between the two of them with a 'you've GOT to be kidding me' expression that was wasted on the two most clueless people I've ever met. I look over at Angel with the same look and she just laughed at my expression. Wow, thanks bud.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I let out a huff and glare ahead. I was faintly aware of Fang's stiff figure. I looked into the mirror and waited for him to look at me so I could read him. I knew he knew

I was looking at him because I saw his shoulders relax a little, but he refused to look at me.

There is no way in hell he has the right to be mad at me. I did nothing to provoke Sam's actions! He can thank his girlfriend for that. There I go again; why should I care what Fang thinks or reacts? He should just mind his own business.

Ugh, this is going to be a long weekend.

We arrived at the lake house and got settled in. I was unpacking my stuff when Nudge burst into my room with an earsplitting squeal and jumped on my bed. "Lake time!" she yelled repeatedly.

I laughed at all the energy she had. "Okay, okay. I'll meet you down by the dock in ten," I said.

With one last squeal and a few more jumps, Nudge left my room. Without her presence, my room felt quieter and in a way lonelier.

Sighing to myself, I grabbed my swimsuit and made my way into the bathroom down the hall. I slipped on the purple suit I got with the terrible trio and tied a wrap around skirt securely to my waist.

I opened the door and was about to make my way to the dock when I spotted Fang walking down the deserted hallway toward the bathroom I was in.

Making a split decision, I grabbed Fang's wrist and pulled him into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I turned around and noticed he was in fact in his swim trunks. My eyes briefly trailed down to his tan eight pack that looked so good in contrast to his black trunks.

I flicked my eyes to his face to see him staring at me intently because even though he had abs to kill, his eyes are my favorite feature about Fang. "Why have you been ignoring me?" I questioned.

Of course the emotionless rock just shrugged. I knew why he was avoiding me; it was because Sam had kissed me, but still it'd be nice for him to just tell me straight out. "He kissed me, you know that right? I didn't kiss back," I told him.

Once again he just shrugged and nodded a little to switch it up a bit. "Remember our promise of no awkwardness? I won't forget my promise to you too," I added.

"I remember," he replied huskily.

I sighed in relief. At least he's speaking now, even if it is a two worded sentences. I turned to open the door when a hand shot out from behind me and shut the door. I turned around to see Fang's hand on the door by my head and the other resting on my hip.

My breathing hitched as Fang stared into my eyes with a whole new intensity that gave me a vulnerable feeling. My lips parted slightly as he slowly leaned forward and gently placed his lips on mine. My mind just shorted out and I didn't think about anything. I didn't think of Lissa, Sam, or the rest of our friends who were waiting for us down by the dock. I just felt this kiss which was a million times better than Sam's chapped, amateur lips.

At first it was just innocent and sweet kisses, but then it escalated to more hungry and intense kissing. Fang pressed my body up against the door and his body. Not even thinking about it, I hitched my leg on his hip and he grabbed my other leg to do the same. My body melted into Fang's as if it belonged there. It's hard to explained, but we just sort of fit together somehow.

With my legs wrapped securely around Fang, he turned around and set me down on the counter. I used my legs to pull him closer to me, if it were possible to get closer to him. One of his hands that was on my back moved from its place to the tie of my skirt. He slowly pulled one of the strings and my skirt fell to the floor; leaving me in just my swimsuit.

My hands were tangled in his hair when I pulled back for air. Fang made his way down my neck and left a hot trail of wet kisses from my jaw line to my collarbone. A moaned escaped my lips at the sensation the kisses Fang was leaving were giving me. I felt him smirk against my neck as he brushed his lips up and down my neck.

I was in pure bliss when reality barged its way in. One second I was just thinking, 'Fang,' and now I'm thinking, 'crap!' Gasping I pulled back and jumped down from the counter and grabbed my skirt from the ground. Without looking at Fang, I dashed out of the bathroom and sprinted to the back door that led to the dock.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped outside and plastered a fake smile on my face that no one would be able to see through except for the one person I so desperately wanted to fool.

TaDaa! Hoped you liked it! If you did, then review! If you didn't, still review! Next chapter will be in FPOV and sorry to those who wanted this chappie to by in FPOV, but I had already half written it throughout the week. Hopefully I'll get another chapter up this weekend, but no promises because I have a field hockey tournament and a soccer game. REMEMBER TO REVIEW!

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