Spring break ends... Tomorrow/ today. Depending on when I post this. Can I get more reviews? Please!

Disclaimer:I do not own Maximum Ride.

I woke up, lying on a bed of rose petals. The sun's harsh light being quieted to a low din caressed my face. There was a slight rise and fall as the mattress moved with me.

Oh, just kidding. I fell asleep on Fang. He has some soft skin, I should say. His shirt had ridden up and I was carelessly strewn about.

I sat up slowly to avoid head rush. The worst common feeling, second to that sinking stomach thing.

I fixed my hair, using my fingers as a makeshift brush to fluff my hair around my shoulders. I made sure I hadn't drooled at all last night. That's really embarrassing, believe me. I put some chapstick on-we never had chapstick! Where did this come from?- and gave myself a minute to wake up.

No need to have puffy red eyes! haha, I sound like a prep. Really I was trying to make sure I wouldn't get all groggy.

I gently shook Fang.

"Fang...," I whispered. I gradually progress to a higher volume. You'll see. "Fang. Fang! Fannnngggg. FANG. FANG!" I ended in a shout.

He bolted up.

"Good morning Sunshine." He ran a hand through his hair before letting out a groan and collapsing onto the couch again.

"Morning." He said before getting up slowly. He rolled out of the bed and walked to the bathroom... That he didn't know where it was.

"Down the hall to he left."

"Danke."

Does he subconsciously switch languages? I bet so. I do too... How cute, we have something in common. I bet we both have backseats in our cars too! Love at first spoke, even though this is in my head.

"Fang, can you make some pancakes? I can't cook, as you know."

"Yeah." he nodded.

"Wait." I said as an idea hit me. He stopped in his tracks.

"Let's call Iggy over, he'll be up. It's only eight-thirty and that party wasn't even a party." An evil grin spread across my face. Fang's face mirrored mine in a Fang essence.

"Good idea."

We jumped off the couch and walked over to their house.

"IGGY! WE NEED FOOD!" I yelled.

I heard an incredibly loud groan and a smashing sound and a loud shriek.

I looked at Fang eyes wide. I stifled a laugh.

"Max! Shut up!" Iggy yelled streaking past in his boxers. He was clutching his face and was running at a surprisingly fast pace.

"Where's his hangover?" I whispered to Fang while we waited.

"Girl, no drinking." He explained tersely.

"So your saying that was a girl shrieking?," he nodded. "I thought he just had a high pitched voice. Oh so he doesn't drink when he's planning to bang a chick?"

"A little. High tolerance too."

"oh. A high alcohol tolerance helps." Fang shrugged.

"You don't drink?" I asked skeptically, raising my right eyebrow.

"Nah."

"Shocker." I muttered. Alcohol doesn't even taste good. I would know.

"I wonder who was drunk enough to go home with him."'I pondered.

Well I got my answer as some poor half-dressed girl came jumping into the hallway struggling to put on her boots. She was a senior I recognized her, but couldn't think of her name.

"Hey, Eileen."Fang said calmly as she stormed out.

Fang and I must've been a sight for sore eyes. We probably looked really bad this early and not really dressed and ravaged from the perilous trip across the yard.

Iggy came down about five minutes later, clad in a band aid across his right cheek and his boxers peeking out of his baggy jeans. He looked like a college boy. Yeah, I didn't forget his singing.

"Oh you poor thing. Did you get clawed? Or were you hit by a shard of that shatter?" I asked being stupid.

"Will you shut up? We were gonna go again till you showed up. Now what the fuck do you want?" he answered spitefully.

"Food." Fang answered. He just saved me from trouble. My response was nasty. I would tell you, but it's graphic. Very graphic.

"That's it? Are you serious?" Iggy asked dumbfounded. Next would be hysterics.

"You know what, I'll get Eileen back for you. What do you want next Friday?" I offered. I could fix this, he'll get her back. Or you know someone else...

"No. I want Fang at your place while my mom is still away with a hot girl. She's got to have stamina. And I don't want some slut. You know what? Hook me up with a girl from that other school. So we can do it and I won't have to see her again." he said going in the kitchen.

I nodded. That was reasonable and expected.

I exchanged a look with Fang.

"That should be easy."

Fang looked at me funny; I should tell my mommy on him. Oh, but then I'd get in trouble for having a boy over when she said no to…although… No, I won't. She'll just figure it out anyways.

"What? Stop staring at me, you should know I have lots of friends in high places."

While Iggy made breakfast, I grilled him about what he likes in a girl. I owed him, bigtime.

"Max, just shut up. I'm over it. I don't really care as long as she's not an ugly slut or anything like that."

"To be honest, Iggy I wanted it to be a challenge." I said. I forgot to say Fang was watching BBC so he's not really here.

"Max, you and your friend better come to the party, and you get her to drink. Simple as that." He said flipping a pancake. Then he 'stirred' the eggs, moving them to prevent burning. Maybe I should try that…

"Okay fine." I said getting up to join him.

"So Fang, what's happening in the world?"

"Gas prices."

"Oh I know! If people would just stop driving their gas guzzlers and start carpooling, we could use way less. Or if some people would get electric cars. I could solve all these problems if people would listen." I shook my head, spiteful thoughts filling my head.

"Food!" Iggy yelled from the kitchen. Fang turned off the TV and I ran in, I'm hungry.

"Oh my god." I said. Iggy had made pancakes, eggs and bacon. He had cut up watermelon, cantaloupe, and honey dew. There were three table settings and each glass was filled with milk.

"Yes, you are welcome. I did all this even though you ruined my morning."

"And someday you will forgive us for that," I pointed at him with the fork I had just picked up. "Quite possibly thank us, even." I said before digging in.

We all ate and waddled over to the couch. There were no leftovers.

Fang put on a movie of some sort and we watched it, it was really interesting. For a sub movie; yeah "The Hunt for the Red October" with a young Alec Baldwin. He didn't age well.

After that I rolled off the couch, my food had settled. I felt much better.

"Well, thanks guys. I better get home now." I Stretched before going to let myself out.

Iggy yelled "B-yeahs Maxi!" Sort of. (A/N: I don't know. Some weird way to say bye.)

And Fang got up to walk me home.

"Well that was fun. See you… sometime." I settled on. I didn't know if I wouldn't see him later in the day, tomorrow, or Sunday.

He nodded with a small smile.

I walked into my house and ran straight upstairs.

I change into some pants and a tee-shirt. Had I decided to do three days? Or three weeks? I can't even remember.

Let's say three weeks for the sake of me not wanting to pick new boys. That's tiring.

Anyways… I went onto my facebook, I hadn't been on there in a while. I had over one hundred notifications. Of course I had to go through all of the ones that weren't pictures or picture comments. Not much excitement let me tell you. I had like thirty friend requests, I accepted most of them. Then I was done in like an hour.

I didn't know what to do, my house was empty. I guess I should do homework.

So I did my homework and at lunchtime it turned out my mom had made an exquisite lunch of sandwiches, soup, and salad.

Then after lunch I invited one of my other friends, Tess, from the other school to go to the mall with me. Mainly to see if she would go to the party, but also because I am very bored and I need some new clothes for the winter months.

And I know, I know, I opted to go to the mall, but it's always empty and they have all the stores I like.

When I invited Tess she said sure and I grabbed a jacket and car keys and drove over there.

Only to find that Tess had brought along her boyfriend. Roadblock!

Okay, more reviews please? And I got tired of trying to elongate this chapter. That's why it sucks at the end.

Sorry and thanks, Ace