So I decided to do a double update since niwet is all holed up at home cause it's snowing. I feel the same, it's been raining on and off for the past day. And I'm stuck at home when it's supposed to be Spring in Melbourne, yet it's cold and sad and dreary. I hate cold weather. So everyone thank niwet for the early update.

Zezemi: Yes the sexual tension is amazing. Patch is amazing. And I agree, it's cool that the main character isn't overly confident etc.

Maggie Ride: I'm loving the ¡Fantástico!

Lizziekaerocks77: Hahahahaha dayum Fang ;D

my-pal-is-the-green-guy: It is 12:50 pm a Sunday afternoon the 30th of October as I am writing this.

Oh great it's raining again.

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride. I did just have a shower and now I smell like mangos thanks to my bodywash. Mmm.

She's a Lady
Chapter Six: The Good News


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Fang started walking briskly towards his table rushing to get his hands on Dylan and Lissa. Max had to jog after him, in order to keep up with him and grabbed his wrist. Fang didn't shake her off, but didn't let her pull him back either.

Max continued to tug at his arm, but gave up soon after. "Iggy! Nudge! Someone! Help me!"

Iggy and Nudge immediately rushed to Max's aid, but was stopped when Fang stopped at their table. He pointed his finger at Dylan – who looked petrified – then Lissa, who was almost in tears.

"You." His voice was hard, cold and unforgiving. "You couldn't have the decency to break it off with me and tell me?"

Dylan stood up and held his hands up. "Now Fang—"

"Don't, 'now Fang' me," Fang snapped.

Nudge gasped beside Max and whispered in her ear. "This is the most emotion I've seen in Fang in years."

Max nodded, not really listening to Nudge but focused on the scene unfolding all thanks to her.

"How did you find out?" Lissa asked, also standing up.

"What's going on?" Iggy asked, but he had a feeling he knew. Nudge took that as an opportunity to quietly and quickly explain the situation, while Fang, Dylan, Lissa and Max ignored them.

"Ask Max," Fang replied, looking at her.

Max swallowed. She really had hoped that she wouldn't be brought into this mess. "I saw you guys. Just then in a classroom."

Dylan narrowed her eyes at Max. "You could be lying. Fang, this could be some ploy to break you and Lissa up."

"Uh newsflash! I don't give two shits about Fang's love life. I'm just doing him a favour, since his supposed friend and girlfriend," she gave Lissa a look, who shrunk under it and looked at her shoes, "are sneaking behind his back for six months now."

"Six months?" Fang asked looking at Lissa, who was currently avoiding his gaze.

"It doesn't matter anyway," Dylan argued, gaining confidence, "you're probably fucking her,"he jerked his head at Max, "anyway."

Iggy and Nudge were quick to hold Max back from strangling the boy.

"Dylan!" Lissa snapped. "That was uncalled for!"

"You've always had a thing for feisty ones Fang," Dylan noted, referring to Max and Lissa.

Lissa even though knowing any potential friendship with Max was over, still felt the need to her defend her. "Dylan shut it now. You're not helping the situation in any way."

"You even told him you loved him! Two years with me and we weren't even close." Fang's voice was rising, surprising everyone. "Six months with that charmer and you tell him straight away."

"Fang," Lissa started.

"No." Fang held up a hand. "I don't want to hear it."

Max had relaxed enough for Iggy and Nudge to trust her not to lunge at Dylan or Lissa. They weren't quite sure who she was angry at. Knowing Max, she'd probably lunge at Fang.

"In a way, I'm glad Max told me," Fang told them, gravely calm. "At least she had enough decency to not keep it from me."

At his words Lissa and Dylan both looked down, unable to look anyone in the eye.

"You two disgust me," Fang spat once, before leaving the cafeteria.

Iggy moved to go after Fang, but Max stopped him. "I'll go."

He nodded, and moved to sit at Nudge's table. The cafeteria was silent, only the sounds of Lissa's sobs to be heard.

"Fang!" Max called after Fang, who stopped but didn't turn around.

"Why are you here?" He asked voice steely. He turned around suddenly and looked her in the eye. "You don't give two shits about me remember?"

Max shrugged. "I said I didn't give two shits about your love life. But I still just don't care about you."

Fang's lips twitched and Max was glad to have cheered him up slightly.

"You didn't answer my question." He told her.

"I'm not that cruel. I do have a heart. Just wanted to see how you were going." Even if you are a dick, she almost added, but she held her tongue.

I'm just angry at myself, for not realising. For feeling used, he thought. He didn't particularly feel like sharing, especially with Max. "I'm fine."

"You're not going to cry?" Max joked.

"No," he told her giving her a look.

Max reached forward but then let her hand drop. She wasn't sure what she doing. She was standing in the middle of a corridor consoling – if you could call it that – Fang, of all people. Fang, the guy she hated since the age of fourteen. But seeing his face, his usual guards down, stripped down to something human. With feelings. But she still hated him, and a small part of her was joyous at seeing him so broken. She was stuck between letting her kind side – that remembered the good times between her and Fang – comfort him, and her mean side – that remembered the summer before ninth grade – to leave him be and let him wallow in his sorrows.

Fang stuffed his hands in his pockets, feeling awkward and uncomfortable that it was Max comforting him. He felt naked and embarrassed that he had his walls down in front of her, he would rather they be fighting as usual. He didn't like this, whatever it was, so he opted for his typical sarcastic and narcissistic comment to ease this awkward tension. "Don't worry about me, I'll have another girlfriend within a month."

All traces of sympathy towards Fang were vanished with that comment. "You weren't so cocky before, when on the receiving end of rejection."

Fang relaxed, this was much better. "I'm still smoking hot."

Max felt her anger bubble up, but she pushed it down, just glad to have Fang back to his egotistical self. "Whatever."

"You agree don't you?" He smirked at her. He could feel his confidence rising, and he no longer felt weak and used.

Max snorted. "Yeah, no. Now if you excuse me, I'll be getting back to my lunch."

She spun on her heel and stalked off. Stupid asshole.

"Try not to drool on your tray when you think of me," Fang called after her.

She stopped and turned to face him, and Fang knew Max had a comeback ready.

"I'm not worried about drooling. I'll be trying my hardest not to vomit if I think of you," she fired back, not disappointing Fang.

With that she turned around and marched herself to the cafeteria, glad that things between her and Fang were back to normal.


So there wasn't a mammoth fight like some of you were expecting. Just Fang pointing a finger at everyone really.

Thanks for all your books, hopefully I'll be able to read some of your suggestions.

Read, review and do you have pets? I don't,
- FlowerChild22