Ok just for the record, you don't need to worry, this is not Miggy! He just gets to step in and cause some drama. FAX FOREVER! 3


I gestured for Iggy to follow me into the store. I couldn't think. I could barely walk. I was telling myself in my head to breath in and out, to move my right foot then my left. We didn't talk as we searched the aisles. Ella had gotten everything on the list except for soda. I ran and grabbed a box for each of our favorites. We stood in line and I was so dazed I almost forgot to hang the cashier the credit card. Ella, Iggy and I walked back to the car and we started driving home. I drove as fast as the speed limit would allow and a little more. Iggy had just told me he always liked me. In the more than friend way. He thought of me as special. So did Fang. If I had to choose, I would choose Fang. I just don't like Iggy that way. He is like the older brother I never had, not the boy of my dreams. But I can't just tell him that. I don't want to break his heart. And I don't want to break mine.

I pulled into the driveway and just sat there, staring at the garage door. Ella took the bags from the back seat.

"I'm...going to take...inside...yah...okay." Ella ducked her head and climbed out of the car. I climbed out and leaned against the side. Iggy came around the car and leaned against Ella's car.

"So, the whole reason you were being a jerk to a poor shy kid was because you liked me and it hurt you to see us together? Did you ever think it hurt him when you were harassing him?"

"I feel really bad."

"Well you should be telling him that, not me." Our eyes met for a breif time. I could just tell he was giving up. He knew us would never work out.

"It would ruin our friendship Iggy. We would never be the same if we dated. You are still one of my best friends." I gave him a brief hug and walked inside the house.

The piercing headache was back. I went up stairs to do my homework when I heard faint music coming from Fang's room. I knocked and slipped inside. He looked up from his book. I sat down next to him on his bed, leaning against the wall, and just sat there, listening to the music playing and Fang's steady breathing. His arm went around my shoulders and pulled me closer. I rested my head on his shoulder and just smiled. If there had ever been a time when I doubted whether being with Fang was right, it was erased from my memory.

After a long time in the saftey and comfort of Fang's arms, I kissed him goodnight and went to my room to finish homework. The headache was still going strong. I struggled through most of the work, then crawled into bed before dinner. I was soon fast asleep.

I woke up the next day and found my throat burning and nose stuffy. Dang it, I prayed that I wouldn't get too sick. I hated getting sick more than anything. I felt helpless and trapped in a world of uncomfort. I pushed myself out of bed and into my clothes. I put on my usual outfit and ran out the door. I grabbed my fleecy dark purple jacket from the closet and pulled on my white fingerless gloves. I grabbed a muffin from the counter then stopped. Jessie was cooking up a storm in the kitchen. There were plates of muffins and scones. I started to eat my muffin.

"I see someones a little hungry today." Jessie smiled and handed me a coffee cup.

"Just a bit. I didn't have any dinner last night."

"Personal choice or punishment?"

"Personal choice." I said with a little laugh. "Speaking of punishment, where is my mom and dad?" Jessie began rinsing out the bowels.

"Your mom had to go on a buisness trip and she would have told you at dinner but you were asleep. And your dad is at work. He left a little early." I finished the muffin and stuffed a scone in my mouth. It melted in my mouth and was absoulutly PERFECT!

"Can you please live here forever and cook for us? My mom sucks at everything sweet. She can make breakfast, lunch, dinner, but nothing from a cookbook or for dessert." Jessie laughed and handed Nudge and Angel each a muffin.

"Don't tell her I said that." She "zipped her lips and threw away the key." Fang appeared in the kitchen, my goodness he was quiet. I was reaching for a muffin when he poked my side. I turned and he took the muffin from the plate.

"Not cool!" He smiled through his bite of muffin and handed me another. Nudge was quiet for once, devoring the scones. Angel sat there quietly. I noticed just how little a new about her. She was almost a quiet and mysterious as Fang. Except she talked to Nudge as much as Nudge...well, talked.

"We'd better go." Fang tapped my arm and pointed at the door.

"Bye, thanks for the muffins." We walked out into the cold air. Fang thankfully had a jacket. We hurried to the bus stop. My headache had faded but my nose still felt stuffed up. The cold air sliced through my jeans and jacket and soaked into my skin. My whole body rattled. We climbed onto the warm bus and hid in the back. I wrapped my arms around Fang and he rubbed my arm. I felt a tickle in my throat. I pulled out of his arms and turned away to cough into my elbow. It was a fullout coughing fit. My throat burned and my lungs felt like they were full of flour. Fang wrapped his arms around me, holding me close and patted my back gently. He held me until we got to school.

I was miserable for all of math class, my headache came back and every bone in my body hurt. Most likely the flu. I took all the notes and then escaped to history. My history teach was particulary cruel. I raised my hand and asked if i could get a drink. 'Not during the silent work time.' he said, making it so not very silent. In fitness I just had to walk up to the teacher and he sent me to the sidelines of the gym. I sat on the risers and watched everyone play volleyball. Every where I went, I felt sick and well just plain sick.

I sat between Iggy and Fang again in English. Both were equally sweet to me. During my coughing fits they would take turns rubbing my back and holding my hand. Ms. Lang came by our table during silent reading.

"You ok Max?" She knelt down at the table.

"Just a cold."

"You should probubly go home. Anyone you can call?" She handed me a tissue.

"No, there isn't that long of school left. I'll be ok. Thanks though." She nodded and told me I could read the rest of class.

During art I painted because it was calming but I had to be careful to move my brush far away when I coughed so I wouldn't mess up the painting with random strokes.

As soon as I got home I texted my mom telling her I was sick and went to bed. I felt much better just lying in bed but the coughs still rattled and my head ached. I fell asleep a few minutes after Fang had come in with water and sat on my bed and held my hand. He gently brushed my long hair from my face before leaving. I felt his touch on my cheek until I fell asleep.


YAY FOR FAX! This is making me slightly sad because I wish Fang were real! Thanks for the reveiws and just reading my story! You guys are the best!

So...I have a few ideas of what to come next but not much after the next two chapter ideas. Don't kill me if I don't update as often! I promise you will be ok if I don't update for awhile. So no *dies because of lack of Faxiness and updates* YOU WILL LIVE. I put out 9 chapters in like 3 days. So, yah. ;D

Luv you guys! -Faerie 3