All I can say is sorry….and that I don't own Maximum Ride.

~Iggy~

How I managed to do it blind, I have no idea. Two walls black, two walls red. With designs of the alternate color splashed on every wall. (a/n: I'm pretty sure Iggy can feel colors) I took down all her girly stuff and put up pictures. By my hands, it felt pretty good.

"Iggy?"

"Shit!" I hissed, dropping a picture. "H-hi Ella."

"What are you doing in here?"

"Oh just…hanging out."

"You changed everything."

"Yeah…..Like it?"

"Will she…It's so different."

"I'm sure she'll love it. So let's get out of here." I said, rushing her along out the room.

"Hey, I meant to tell you. Nudge wants me to take Gazzy out. Get him a treat for how bad things ended. Is that okay."

"Yes, yes that's fine. Just go and….let me…..um….go to the bathroom. Is Nudge behind you?"

"Yeah she'll be down in a sec, but…"

"Kay bye! I have to use the bathroom."

"Turning into Gazzy I see."

"HA HA! That's funny!" That sounded so fake in my ears. "Well, bye!"

"Okay…." She was confused, I heard it as I gently pushed her away. I started to walk to the bathroom but turned around and hid as soon as I knew she was gone. I felt rather than heard Nudge walk in. She dropped whatever was in her hands. I waited for earth shattering seconds, before I felt her presence in front of me.

"Iggy?"

"Hm?"

"You could have let the paint dry before I touched it." She touched my nose, still slick with wet paint. "I love you idiot." She said barely, patting my cheek, and walked back in her room, closing the door. I wasn't looking for any special thanks, a kiss might have been fine, but this was okay.

"Iggy?"

"Max? Um….how's it going?"

"I saw what you did. And…..I think it was really sweet."

~Gazzy~

All I have in mind is Fang whisking Nudge away. That's worse than any rejection I've ever felt. Ella came up to me with this stupid idea of going out to eat and a movie, and I was so numb, the only thing I could do was throw some jeans on and a clean shirt. Well, an almost clean shirt.

"So, do you wanna eat first, or see the movie." I shrugged. "C'mon Gazzy, you gotta help me here." That's what Nudge use to say whenever she wanted to do some random party. Damn that Fang to hell. Or purgatory. Depends on my view on him when he dies…..I hope he steps on a lego.

"Movie." I mutter.

"Great!" She chirps. She takes my hand, and half drags me to her car. "Buckle up!" Cheery and ringing and beautiful. Almost like Nudge's. Almost like hers.

I can't help but to compare her to Nudge. How she drives, smiles, gets angry when people cuts her off. How her hair falls over her shoulders. But her hair is shorter. Just past her shoulders. Shiny and…what the hell am I thinking? I still love Nudge. I have to. Right?

~Maya~

"So what do you wanna see?"

"Umm…Les Mis. I've been wanting to see it since it first came out." God his smile is too perfect. What does my sister see in him?

"You probably don't even know what the movie's even about." I gripe under my breath.

"Sure I do. Jean Val Jean, he steals a loaf of bread, gets five years, tries to escape, gets nineteen in the end. He gets on parole, then violates it, Javier comes after him. Tries to ruin his life…..I'm not a complete idiot you know." I must've had a dumb look on my face, because he burst out laughing. "Naw I just googled it."

"Wow." But I still laughed. So that's what she sees. He pays, naturally, but I buy the food and we sit right in front.

"Look down, look down, don't look him in the eye…." He sings, through half the freaking movie.

"I'm sorry, but last time I checked, you were not on that screen."

"And?"

"And that means, shut up. You ruining it." He chuckles.

"Max use to act like that."

"You know, I'm real tired of people saying that."

"Why's that."

"You wouldn't understand." We're quiet, and then Ebanine (sorry don't know how to spell it), starts singing about how much she loves the boy, but he loves Causette. (that either.) I don't realize I'm crying till he catches one on the tip of his finger. He's gazing at it, like it's really interesting.

"You know, I use to get sick of always being compared to Fang. No matter how hard or how many times I tried, I was always under that shadow. That huge shadow. And the killing thing about it was, he didn't even realize it. How much Nudge looked up to him. How Gazzy would always look to him for advise. How much like a father he was to Angel. And, when I tried to be that, I felt like I was intruding."

"How did you leave his shadow." He looks at me, his turquoise eyes glittering with nothing but compassion.

"I didn't." I grabbed his hand almost when it got to the ending, and he didn't pull away.

I loved Fang with all my heart. But, at one point, I lost that for my jealousy. I loved to flaunt Fang. To walk around and show other girls that the incredible Max couldn't keep a good thing. That I deserved to be my own person. That this face that didn't belong to me was different than the original. Better. I can see why Max keeps Dylan around.

"If I tell you something, will you run and tell your dictator?" I ask, my eyes trained ahead as we walk to the restaurant. We're not holding hands, but it'd be easy. Just a hand reach away.

"One she's not my dictator, and two, sure. We're friends right?" Why did that hurt so bad?

"I hate Max." I don't see his reaction, but he doesn't punch me, so I guess he's thinking on it.

"I love Max."

"I know you do. Everyone does. And they see this face and automatically assume that I'll be just like her. But…I can't." Damn these tears. I make sure none of them fall before I continue. "And I changed my hair, and my attitude to make sure no one confuses me for…her." He's quiet for a few minutes.

"Meow. Meanie." I laugh and push his shoulder.

"I was serious!"

"I know, and I don't like you when you're serious." I stop laughing, but the smile stays.

"Sometimes theres not enough seriousness. Somebody's got to be there to bring people back to reality."

"That person doesn't have to be you." He stops, so I do too.

"Then who'll do it."

"How bout you leave reality to itself, and…just be you."

"But me is no where near as great as Max."

"Max is herself. That's why people love her. And now that I've seen you….I can see why Fang stuck around so long." He was so close. That beautiful sculpted face. Sure I wanted to kiss him, but I didn't do this fall in love. I honestly don't even remember why I did it. Because every time I got near him…..that reason faded. He was right here. Just a hand reach away.

~Fang~

I knock on Nudge's door, but she doesn't answer. "Nudge?" I knock again. "Monique?" I call again. I loved her real name. Almost more than her nick name. Well….almost. "Nudge?"

"She's not here." I turned around.

"Geeez! Angel why do you do that?"

"This is dangerous what you're doing Fang."

"I had no choice Ang."

"There's always another choice."

"I asked you and you said it'd be alright."

"I didn't think he'd offer this! Gazzy'll be fine Fang, but this price…"

"It's not too bad."

"Fang…"

"Angel it's done!"

"Fang! I know Gazzy, I understand how you feel! How you both feel. But giving up your wings is a price that's just too high!"

~Mrs. Martinez~

"Honey come back to bed." I got up, my robe slipping off one shoulder. He smiled, kissing me.

"Why did you take me back?"

"Cause I'm a damn fool." He laughed, and layed me down.

"You know, I saw Fang today." He started kissing up and down my arm.

"Oh?" I didn't really hear what he said. "What did he want."

"To speak to you." I got up and kissed his neck. He let out a soft sigh.

"About?"

"Um?" He pulled away, blinking hard and fast trying to remember.

"Oh yeah. He said he wanted his wings removed." WHAT?

"He asked what?!"

"He asked for his wings to be removed. Probably to cut his ties with his past." I got up, and ran to my phone.

"Valencia come back to bed." I punch in Max's number, ignoring him.

"Shit!" I hiss when no one answers. I don't even try Nudge's. She hasn't been answering for the past three days. Ella doesn't answer either. I try Max again, but yet again, no one answer. "Max call me back. I need to know what happened! Hurry!" I slam the phone on the reciever. "Jeb?!" I call.

"Yes? What's going on?"

"Did Fang tell you why he's doing this?"

"No. Why? What's happened?"

"That's what I'm gonna find out." I grab my keys and my jacket and strut through the door.

~Ella~

I saw her but she didn't know I was there. Maya, just four rows ahead of us. Suddenly Nudge's plan went out of my head, and my only thoughts were wondering what this straight out of the magazine ass whole was doing with my sister's worst enemy.

"No he didn't." I hiss when they hold hands.

"I know. He should love that girl."

"Huh? Oh yeah." He was talking about the movie, but I wasn't paying attention to it. I followed them out, and when they stopped I pretended I had to tie my shoe. Gazzy didn't notice I was wearing sandles. They're dinner was harmless enough, so there was nothing to report there. But on the way of him dropping her off, he hugged her and kissed her cheek.

"Oh yeah bastard. You caught." I whispered.

"Ella?" Crap, I forgot Gazzy was here.

"Uh…..yeah?"

"Thanks for this." He briefly smiled before walking in.

"Ella, what are you doing here?" I whipped around and faced the two timing bastard himself.

"I could ask you the same question Dylan." Before he could even get those words out my mom came running, still in her robe.

"Mom?"

"What is going on?"

"What do you mean?" Dylan asked.

"Why is Fang planning on cutting off his wings?" What the hell? Not more drama!

Okay, sorry if this sucks and sorry it's so late. But my computer broke, and a bunch of crap happened. I know I have no escuse for being this late, but I just figured you should know why.