"Fang! Fang! Wake up!" I ignored the soft voice calling my name. I was too tired to wake up. "Fang, get your ass up or I'll drag you out!" it said. I moaned and turned over to lie on my stomach. Now was not the time to threaten Fang.
"Okay, of you insist…" as soon as the voice said that, I was flipped off the bed.
"What the hell!" I yelled. I turned around and glared at Max holding the blanket.
"If you keep squishing me, I will have to flip you off." She said. I couldn't help but laugh at her choice of words. "What's so funny?" she asked, eyebrows furrowed.
"You said….ha! You…you said you would flip me off." I said.
"Please, be mature, would you?" she said, rolling her eyes at me.
"Why would I do that? What's the fun?" I asked. She sighed and lay back down. "Why did you wake me up?" I asked her.
"Because you were hogging all the blankets. Now, go back to sleep." She ordered. I sighed and got back on the bed next to her. She snuggled up to my chest and was asleep in no time. I sighed again.
"Oh, Max. If only I could tell you once when you were awake. Conscious." I whispered. Max rolled over onto her side and grabbed a fist full of my shirt. I smirked. She just couldn't resist. No matter what she was doing. Max, I do need to mature. It would help a heck of a lot.
A few hours later someone ran in and jumped on the bed.
"Hey! You're not supposed to be in here!" Nudge said, hands on her hips. I snorted. "Who cares?" I asked. She hmphed! and continued to wake Max up.
"Max! Max! Max! Max! Max! Max! Max! Max!" Nudge squealed.
"What do you want?" Max asked groggily.
"Someone's turning 15 today!" Nudge said.
"Oh! It's my birthday! I almost forgot!" Max said with a smile. Before I knew what was going on I was being dragged from Max's room and into the kitchen.
"Blueberry pancakes and sausage and bacon and a muffin and a piece of chocolate cake with fudge in the center for Max. And cereal for everybody else." Iggy said to everyone.
The whole table groaned, getting out of their seats. Except for Max, of course. She was queen. For today, at least. In a few months, I will be treated the same way. Maybe. Anyways, back to the morning. "We have cake for everyone!" Dr. M said.
"Can everybody wait until I get back from school for Max to open her presents? I wanna see what she gets!" Ella said.
"Sure, sure. Come home as fast as you can. We only have until midnight!" Iggy told her. Ella rolled her eyes and left for school.
"Ella really wants us to wait." Angel told us. "She also wants pictures."
"Okay. We'll wait. And pictures will definitely be taken." Dr. M said.
"Are you gonna keep the camera after using it?" Gazzy asked while Iggy smiled.
"Yes! No taking apart the camera or using it as some devise." Dr. M said.
"And there will be no explosives." Max finished.
I rolled my eyes and paid no attention to the Nudge channel talking about shoes. Instead, I just ate my cereal then flopped on the couch. Napping sounds good. For some reason I was really tired, and I don't know why.
"Hm. Fang sleeping, check. Me on top of him, check." Max said, hopping on top of my back.
"Max! Wings! Ouch!" I croaked. She gasped and got off.
"Sorry, I didn't think about that." She said, making sure my wing wasn't broken. Again.
"Ya, well, next time think. Ouch." I added as her fingers grazed the bone that hurt the most in my wing.
"Sorry." She said again. "I wasn't really…I…forgot. About your wing. Sorry." She said yet again.
"Max, its fine. Trust me." I told her, flipping around to lie on my back. Then I moved so I was sitting up. It helped a lot. "It just hurts." I said.
"Oh. Sorry!" she said.
"Max. Don't be sorry. Besides, it's your birthday, so suck it up and be mean." I reminded her.
Her face brightened up. "I'm 15! I'm 15 and you're not! Ha! I'm older than you!" she chanted. I sighed and slowly shook my head. "Max, you were always older than me. It's just more obvious now than it was before."
"Whatever." She said.
"Max?" I asked.
"Ya?" she said, sitting down and curling up to me.
"I...Happy birthday." I whispered. Now wasn't the right time.
"Thanks." She said, turning her face toward me and kissing me lightly on my neck. "I'm older than you." She added after a minute.
"Whatever." I muttered, kissing her before she could rub it in more. Or so I could just kiss her. I didn't really care what my reason was. We pulled apart. "Fang?" she said.
"Yes?" I asked.
"You have a big, fat zit on your forehead." She said with a smirk.
"What!" I jumped up and ran to the bathroom. Max followed, laughing the whole way. Yup, there it was. At least it wasn't right in the center. It was more to the side. I shook my head so my hair covered it. There. All better.
Max rolled her eyes and we went back to the couch.
We ended up making out again. As usual. And Nudge and Angel were having a High School Musical party in Nudge's room again. Who knows where Iggy and the Gasman were. They were still grounded.
As if on cue, we heard a crash. Max pulled away and looked at me. "What was that?" she asked. I shrugged.
"Well, crap." She muttered, dragging me to the backyard.
