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I sat back in my recliner and sighed. After the pasta fiasco, we had decided to watch a movie. Emily, Kate and Lauren were sprawled across the floor and Jordan took up most of couch nearest to the window. That left Sarah and Maggie to squeeze on the other couch with Fang and Iggy.

"Why did we have to watch Grease?" Iggy whined, as yet another song began to play. "Why couldn't we watch, I don't know, Fired Up?" I rolled my eyes at Iggy the Piggy. But he was my little piggy.

"It was either this or Twilight." Kate said, without taking her eyes off the screen. "We don't need to poison Sarah's mind yet." Iggy huffed and crossed his arms like a little kid.

"Let's not argue." I sighed. Fang looked over and gave me a sour look. I gave him an innocent look. He's was still peeved about the pasta thing. But, hey, if he keeps his fat mouth shut, he won't have had to deal with it again.

'Hopelessly devoted to yoouuu! Hopelessly devoted to you.' Sandy crooned and the music ended. Then another tune started, but it wasn't from the movie.

"Sorry!" Maggie croaked, pulling out her phone. She quickly read the text and her nose wrinkled in disgust. She put her phone down slowly and closed her eyes, squeezing them shut as though she wanted to wake up from a bad dream. Then, ever so slowly, she rested her head on his shoulder. I felt a cold hand grip my heart. No. No. No. No. No, No! I saw him tense. Breath Max, he's going to push her off. But then the unthinkable happened. He put his arm around her. My stomach turned uneasily, and I felt nauseous.

It took everything in me not to jump up and rush out of the room like the devil was chasing me. I couldn't leave too suddenly, or they will think something's up. I waited five unbearable minutes before I jumped to my feet. The freakin' lovebirds looked up alarmed.

"I'll go make popcorn." I said rushing out of the room. I shut the door and took a deep breath, choking back tears. I closed my eyes and I had them imprinted in my head, his dark cow eyes shining in that weird way that always took my breath away. My heart throbbed. I slowly made my way to the kitchen.

I wasn't pissed at Maggie. I didn't hate her like I did with Brigid and Red Hair Wonder. I didn't know how I felt toward her right now. All I knew was that it hurt. More than anything. Didn't she know how I felt about Fang? What does she think we got detention for?

She wasn't there Max, remember. That's why she didn't get detention.

'You know Voice, the only thing I hate more then you, is when you're right.' I grabbed the popcorn and literally threw it into the microwave. I plopped my elbows down on the counter and ran my fingers threw my hair. It hurt. So much. I took a shuddering breath.

"Max?" I quickly put on my mask, and forced a smile.

"Yeah? What's –. Oh. It's you." Fang was leaning on the doorway. His eyes following me as I gathered some more snacks.

"Can I help you?" he offered, walking over to the cabinet and grabbing a bag of chips. We worked in silence, a question stuck in my throat.

"So…." I said, breaking the silence. "You and Maggie?"

"Hmmm… Oh, yeah. I guess."

"I'm happy for you then."

"What?" he asked, somewhat incredulous. I shrugged it off.

"I am happy for you." I repeated slowly.

"Oh. Thanks." Silence once more. I wasn't going to continue this conversation, but something was bugging me.

"I just can't see…" He looked up and I quickly rephrased. "It's just not you."

"What?"

"I can't even see Iggy…" I trailed off.

"What?!"

I spun around. "The level you've sunk to." He blinked, his eyes reflected his confusion. God! Is he that stupid? "In case you don't already know, Fang. You don't go around kissing girls and then flirt with her friends. It's wrong. It's not you." His mouth had fallen open and his eyes had widened in disbelief. He snapped out of it and stepped closer.

"Max," he mumbled. He took my shoulders in each hand. I shrugged them off and grabbed the popcorn. "Max," he repeated. "Max. Will you just-" He began, but I backed away, shaking my head. The tears threatened to burst, my eyes stung. Then I turned and did I do best.

I ran away.

I hope you liked it! I really like the ending of this chapter. Sorry I've taken a while on this one. I've been busy with work and life. I'll try and update ASAP. Keep on reviewing!