Max POV

"Have you seen Alex?" I screamed over the pounding music to Dylan who was refilling the snack table for the third time that hour.

"No! Why are you looking for her?" he yelled his reply.

"I want to know when we are leaving," I started to walk away when he grabbed my arm.

"Why are you so anxious to leave? The party just started. Enjoy yourself," he said giving me a large smile. It was a little over done I thought. I liked Fang's small twitch of the lips smile more. Wait a second. Did I really just compare Dylan to Fang? It must be true. I really must be losing my mind.

I gave an awkward smile back, which probably looked more like a grimace before walking off in the other direction.

"Max! There you are!" Nudge screamed catching up with me, Ella Close behind. "We were looking all over you! Thank you so much for bringing us with you to this party with you! It is so much fun and have you seen all of the hot guys here? It's nothing compared to what we have back in Arizona! And we get to stay here all summer? This is the first time you moving has ever been a good thing! It was so hard when you left and everyone missed you so much! It seemed like everyone was in a like rut for the whole first year or something! You even missed that one time when-"

"Nudge!" I screamed, my hand slapping neatly over her still moving mouth. "I'm glad you're having fun. Have you seen Alex? I have to ask her something."

"Uh I think she was over by the punch bowel with those people you introduced us to when we got here. I still don't remember their names. I have never been good with names. Actually there was that one time when-"

She was cut off by Ella's hand this time. I nodded a thank you at her before heading off to the punch bowl.

I first saw Alex standing by the punch bowl on the creamy white table with Tori and Whitney standing on either side of her. When I got closer, I realized Alex was pouring something from a mysterious bottle into the punch. Shit! I immediately thought Alex is going to get us arrested…again.

"Alex what are you doing now," I Groaned/yelled stomping my feet up closer trying to get a closer look.

"It is not what you think!" She screamed knowing exactly what I was thinking and hiding the bottle in her coat.

"Oh then what is it?" I accused. "Please don't get me arrested again. We are leaving tonight and if we miss going down there because we have to spend the night in jail, I am letting you explain to Angel why she won't get to ride a pony."

"Please. No one is going to get arrested and we are going to down tonight and no one is going to have to tell Angel she won't get to ride a pony because she will and then we will all live happily ever after," she muttered pulling the bottle bag out and went back to pouring it in the punch.

"Well, we are just going to go to the living room and watch the quarterback chug a beer or… ten," Whitney said shrinking away from my half-way death glare with Tori at her side.

"Well are you at least going to tell me what you're putting in the punch?" I asked after Whitney and Tori went on to another room.

"Guess," She said not looking up.

"Uh… Car oil," I guessed knowing it was not the right answer… or at lest hoping it wasn't.

"Nope! Guess again," She said finishing out the second bottle.

"Is it…Milk?" I said still not caring enough to guess correctly.

"Nope! Still not right, but since you are my best friend and all I guess I will tell you. It's-"She was cut off by the sirens of on coming cop cars. Everyone in the house froze in their tracks.

We both looked at each other before running out the nearest door, which just happened to be the back that left to similar woods to the ones by my house. Maybe we were actually going to get arrested. I wonder who called the cops this time.

I passed Alex during the first minute of running and found a high tree to climb and hide. Every year this part was that party that the cops took bets on who was going to bust it. I don't think the cops have ever not caught this party. The deal is some popular person will throw the party every year so it is always at a different place.

"Max?"

I jumped about a foot in the air before landing with a thud on my branch. Turning my head to see Fang perched on the opposite branch. I could have sworn he wasn't there when I climbed up here.

"Fang, What are you doing up here? Did you hear the cops too?" I asked turning myself enough so I was facing him.

"What cops?" He asked. His face, still all like a brick wall.

"Wait why are you out here?" I asked, a hint of confusion playing on my face.

"Uh, I got kind of bored at the party and some older girl kept following me wherever I went," he answered.

"Wait describes her. I want to know who you're talking about,"

"She had… uh…red hair. And she had like blonde roots? I think…Um Green eyes and-"

I cut him off with my laughter. I was laughing so hard I almost fell out of the tree only to catch myself with my left hand at the last second.

"That's Brigit…Lissa's mom!" I just started laughing again from hearing it out loud where Fang on the other hand had a bit of a scared/ disgusted face on, but of course for only a second or to before he replaced it with the same blank expression.

A/n: so I have to stop it here but next chapter will pick up where I left off and there WILL BE FAX! Lets see what else… oh ya! You guys all rock for giving me all of the reviews I asked for and that is why I updated on time…again!

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