I'm, soooooo sorry I haven't been able to update in a long time! Who knew someone like me actually could develop a social life?

Song of the Day: Breaking Inside- Shinedown

Fang P.O.V.

I stepped into the hall to see Nudge, Angel, and the blond girl shoving Max into her room, giggling like lunatics.

"NO!!!"

Max's desperate cry sent me on high alert and I practically ran back to the door. All of the girls giggled louder when they saw my panicked expression.

"Max has to wear a dress. We're going clubbing. Your clothes are in Iggy's room," Nudge whispered, her voice hardly hushed by the loud giggles exploding from her throat.

I smirked and quickly shook my head.

Same old Max.

I turned on my heel and walked back down the wooden hallway to the kitchen. I tried not to stare at the pictures covering the white halls, but eventually I gave in and stopped to peer closely.

The first one was old. It must have been taken right after I disappeared, because the flock looked as they used to: like kids. Iggy had his arm slung over Max's shoulder in a brotherly way while he held onto the other three small ones, grinning like a maniac. Angel had smooched her face against Gazzy's as she bared her teeth, showing of the hole in the front where she'd lost a tooth. Gazzy had both his arms around the girls' waists and smirked happily at Iggy. Nudge was in mid-laugh as she tugged on Iggy's arm and Gazzy's shirt.

Max made my smile vanish. Sure, she was smiling. It was small; only one side of her mouth quirked. But her eyes made my blood run cold. They looked dead. They stared vacantly back at the camera as she crossed her arms over her chest and stuck out a hip.

Shuddering, I moved to the next picture. This one was of Gazzy and his girlfriend. They both had their arms around each other in a tight embrace and stared into each other's eyes. They sat on a park bench, snow falling around them.

The next one made me do a double take. It was of Nudge and Iggy. They sat in a bar, both of their arms wrapped around each other. And they were kissing. Mother flipping KISSING!

How much have you really missed Fang?

The last one was of Max. She stood by a grave stone, tears in her eyes. She wore a simple black dress, accentuating her beauty still. She gazed down at the grave with a pained glance.

Nicholas Ride it said.

On the frame, an inscription was carefully engraved.

We may loose those we love in battle, but they shall always remain in our hearts.

I shifted uncomfortably and jogged into the kitchen, ready to forget what that had just said.

Iggy heard me come in and smiled at me. Without a single word, he flopped a plate of spaghetti in front of me.

Within minutes the plate was licked clean and my stomach was close to bursting. I shot Iggy a thankful glance and made my way down the hall again, only this time I kept my eyes on the ground.

I took a deep breath when I saw my clothing. Nudge hadn't changed much at all. My shirt was very simple, a black, button-down dress shirt. I quickly threw it on, rolled it up to the elbows, and left the first two buttons undone.

My jeans were dark. They fit snugly to my body, but not all that much to where I was gasping for air.

My shoes were simple black Converse. All in all, I looked casual and cool at the same time.

Good work Nudge.

I quickly reemerged from Iggy's room to spot the blond girl hopping up and down while zipping up one of her boots. Her hair was done in a messy wave of curls, accentuating her American-beauty.

She quickly saw me watching in amusement and blushed a deep red. "Hi! You probably don't know me, but I'm Emily, Gazzy's girlfriend," she sighed, turning around to shake my hand.

I smirked. Her dress, which was black and spaghetti strapped, was slightly crinkled. It was made mostly of satin, with a simple overlay of mesh. Her boots came up to her knee with a slight heel to them, but it seemed to suit her. (A/n: pictures on my profile peeps!)

I quickly shook her hand and introduced myself as well, "Hi, I'm Fang. The dead guy,"

She laughed a small, tinkling laugh. I couldn't help but feel happy for Gazzy, who had found someone like her.

A loud bang made Emily jump. Max's screech filled the halls and I erupted into a bout of laughter. She gave me an apologetic look before walking off to assist.

Then, as if on cue, Nudge and Angel came running down the hall as well.

Nudge, as usual, looked beautiful. Her hair had been straightened, falling in caramel swirls along her shoulders. Her dress was simple, a dark purple with a belt just underneath her bust. Her shoes matched the color of her dress completely, and were only a plain purple heel.

Compared to her normal attire, she looked quite toned down.

Angel was dressed casually, because she was going over to Ms. Martinez's. She wore a simple striped, yellow hoodie with torn jeans to match. She, too, wore converse, except her's were pink. Her long blond hair was brushed and flowed in beautiful waves down to the middle of her back.

They both quickly said hello's, then vanished from sight.

I was still laughing when I entered the kitchen and sat down.

Iggy, miraculously, had already changed. He wore black jeans with a purple, button down. The shirt matched mine perfectly.

Gazzy was dressed in a black tee with white symbols along the top. His jeans were much lighter and looser.

All of us wore black converse. I couldn't help but chuckle at the fact that Nudge had dressed us all.

Finally, Max emerged. I could hear her stumbling down the hall, her loud snarls rung in my ears.

Iggy and Gazzy had been chuckling quietly until the sound of stumbles stopped. Then, their mouths hung open as they gaped at Max.

I swiveled in my seat and gasped at the sight before me. Max wore a blue, halter neck dress that billowed along her legs, ending at the knees. Her shoes were black, coming to her ankles, and peep toe.

Most importantly, her face made me gasp. Her overly-long hair had been cut, and now rested a little past her shoulders in fine curls. Her eyes had been done in natural pinks and browns, making the chocolate of her eyes all that more prominent.

She bit one of her glossy lips and fidgeted with her hands. I could almost feel the nervousness rolling off of her.

She had no right to be nervous; she was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

Max P.O.V.

The look in his eyes made me want to squirm.

I had more make-up on than anybody in the room. I had frigging hairspray on my butt! Who gets hairspray on their butt?

You do Max!

Can it Angel!

Angel simply shrugged one shoulder and made her way around the room, hugging everybody goodbye. She would be flying solo to Mom's.

Fang looked almost hungrily at me. Sure, anybody else would be extremely creeped, but this was Fang. It was…well….embarrassing, yet flattering to be stared at that by your soul mate.

"OK!" Iggy shouted, "now that Max is gone, let's hit the road. This new girl better be a lot of fun!"

The girls giggled and I smirked. Leave it to Iggy to break an awkward silence.

I took a deep breath and stumbled over to Fang, "You ready hotshot?"

My answer as a very enthusiastic kiss on the mouth.

A/N: well, that's it folks. If you didn't already know, I've got pictures of the outfits on my profile. You can check those out as you read.