Hey guys. So I had Eggy: 7 Niggy: 5. That's why I'm happy I did that. I happen to like writing about Eggy a little more. My apologies for not updating daily. I have more of a life now that school started. In the summer, I had at least part of the day or part of the night to write, but now I have to sleep a little and go to school and I have a social life (if you didn't know...) so yeah.

Even through the tears and sadness, the biggest thing on mine, Ella and my mother's minds is the fact that Gazzy will be living with us. My cousin has blonde hair and blue eyes. He is a year and a half older than Angel but they look exactly alike. They get it from my grandma on my dad's side. That's also where I get my blonde hair.

Anyways, our house won't fit all of us. I refuse to share a room with Angel because she talks in her sleep. Not Ella either because who knows what she would do? She could bedazzle all my stuff one night or something crazy. No one wants a co-ed room. That is simply awkward as could be. And also, we all like our personal space. Mom said we would talk about it in the morning.

I decided not to text Sam the news. He got really rude at the wake. At first he was just staring in a creepy, perverted way. It was weirder than weird. I fake coughed and his attention was on me again, well my eyes. I guess his attention was on me the whole time, just not the right part.

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"Hey. Are you alright? You look amazing."

"Hi, yes and thanks."

"I always speak the truth." He looked at me hungrily

"Oh please." I rolled my eyes. I felt really uncomfortable. This was my boyfriend, not some random guy checking me out. He is supposed to love me always and not only in makeup, a dress and heels "I think that I have to get back to my family now."

"Why?" he asked with an aggressive tone that pissed me off and his eyes were on my legs now.

"Because I am sick of you staring at me like I'm a piece of meat and you're a dog." I said, matching his tone of voice. I turned around quickly and felt my long hair hit him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me around roughly. It's not like I've never been in a fight, I've actually been in quite a few and won each one (unless someone broke it up first) so it isn't like the pain bothered me. What annoyed me was the fact he did it.

"Why would you do that?" I was really angry at this point.

"Why don't you ever want to be with me anymore? Am I nothing in comparison to the wonderful Fang? Such a sad excuse for a boyfriend that you can't even be near me?"

"I don't understand! You are acting like a jealous dick. Actually, you are one. I am going to go console my sisters and my mom like a good family member, okay? Leave me alone for a while."

"Fine, whatever go." He released his too-tight grip and threw his arm in the air. "I guess you just don't need me or anyone to console you. I wonder if you would let Fang talk to you?"

I walked away furiously.

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Fine then, I will let Fang talk to me. Right now. That seems to be what he wants right? All he ever talk about is how I like Fang better, it is almost like he wants me too. Well, I thought evilly, I guess I'll give him what he wants. I took my phone off my table and saw that Fang already texted me during the wake. I didn't bring it the wake because unlike Ella, I didn't have a purse. Did you know most dresses don't have pockets? How inconvenient is that?

Fang: Hey, how is everyone doing.

Me: Hi. They're okay, pretty upset but okay.

Fang: Good but how are you doing.

Me: I'm fine. I don't really cry often.

Fang: Haha. Why doesn't that surprise me?

Me: Because I am tougher than you or anyone you've ever met or seen in your life?

Fang: No. Because you are an emotionless robot.

Me: Take that back.

Fang: Never.

Me: Fine, but only because I remember what I wanted to tell you.

Fang: What?

Me: It's huge news.
Fang: What is it?

Me: You'd never guess it.

Fang: Max, what?

Me: Hold on one more second...

Fang: MAXIMUM RIDE, TELL ME THIS INSTANT.

Me: I'm moving! I might even move near you, Nudge and Iggy.

Fang: I hope so, that would be awesome. Why though? You are so close anyways it seems unnecessary.

Me: You know Gazzy my cousin? He is living with us. I guess that my dad was the Godfather but they never had time to change it when he died. So Gazzy is living with us.

Fang: That doesn't explain moving.

Me: There isn't enough space for another bedroom. Do you really think that one of the girls in my family would share a bedroom? It simply couldn't happen.

Fang: Oh, I see. Well I have to go now. See you tomorrow?

Me: Sure, goodnight.

**Next Day At work (After school)**

I walk into the movie theater, greeted to the smell of buttery burnt popcorn and smoke. The machine had a small fire. I froze. Something red caught my eye over my left shoulder. I saw a couple people trying to put it out with water and Fang calling 9-1-1 and spraying it with a soda hose at the same time. I grabbed the fire extinguisher and yelled move as loud possible.

I sprayed the foam all over the popcorn machine. People cheered and clapped. I set it down, breathing hard. I don't think I took one breath that whole time. I was running solely on adrenaline, not air. Fang grabbed me in his arms and all the cheering faded from my ears. All I could (or wanted) to hear was our heartbeats. Then I saw another flash of red off of my left shoulder. This one was accompanied by a familiar dirty blonde and was darting away.

"Sam and Lissa. Stop!" I yelled, reluctant to break from Fang's embrace.

They both turned slowly like criminals being caught. I sincerely enjoyed that idea. I looked at Lissa. She was wearing a skirt that was either too short or too small, but most likely both because her ass was hanging out. She also wore a "crop top" (A.K.A. a boob shirt) that didn't fully cover her stomach or bra. It was pretty unattractive. Like she forgot to look in the mirror. She looked smug, proud even. Bitch. I looked away from her. Then my hard glare fell on Sam. He shied away and look scared to death. He should be. Sam looked gorgeous because Sam always looks gorgeous. He was wearing a fitted dark green t-shirt that complemented his skin and eyes. His jeans were medium blue and fit him well.

"Sam. I can not believe this. You think I'M the one who is cheating and lying? You think I'M the one who likes someone less than you? You're with Lissa. She is a total slut." I saw Lissa's smug expression break. Eyes narrowed. Good. "Fang is greater than you will ever be. He is kinder, funnier and a better boyfriend than you could ever be. Even though we aren't dating, because I would never cheat on someone no matter how much of a dick he is, I know that because Fang is the greatest guy is the whole world. Okay? So you can take that and get out." I said pointing at Lissa.

"Max..." Sam started. "You know what? Fine. You see how you really do love him more than me. Do you understand now?" He grabbed Lissa and kissed her too aggressively. She didn't mind. I would have slapped him. "Now do you get it?"

"No Sam I don't. Because I don't love you. I haven't for a while but now I realize it. I can't love someone that jealous and cheating. Were you just going to keep dating me after this? Did Lissa know that?" Then a horrible thought came to mind. I asked a little quieter, "Has this happened before?"

"Yes." responded Lissa. Proud smile back on her face.

"I was talking to Sam, not you bitch." I said as I turned to Sam. "Before I met Fang?"

"Yes," He said defeated finally.

"Just go. I hope I never see you again."

"We go to school together Max. Of course you will. We have three classes together."

"Not if I move down the street from Fang. Then I would switch classes. Happy?"

He grabbed Lissa's waist too low but she didn't seem to care and pulled her away.

Fang walked over to me. "Max." He said softly after a moment with his hand on my arm, "Are you alright?"

"Fine. I wanted to break up anyways." I said, truthfully, I just didn't realize it before. "The only thing stopping me was the dance. We were going to go but we each got our own tickets. They were expensive. But I didn't really want to go anyways, he did. Now he'll probably take Lissa."

"Uh... do you want to go with me? Just because you already got the ticket and stuff though. Otherwise I wouldn't ask. I also know that it is too late to return it, so... why not?"

"Oh Fang, you don't have to do that. A dance isn't really your thing, or mine really."

"Yeah, I know. But do you really want to give Sam the satisfaction of you not being there? I mean, obviously I don't dislike him as much as you, but still. I hate that he cheated on you, that he hurt you. You're my best friend Max." Since I no longer have a boyfriend, I can state how upset I was that I was just his best friend. No, still can't. He's mine too.

"Fine. But only because you really seem to want to go." I teased with a smile.

"Wow, you get over breakups quickly."

"I'm a robot remember." I joked again.

"Alright robot. Since everyone cleared out, let's cheer you up." I didn't even notice that the whole room was empty after the fire.

"What are we d..." I started, but he was already throwing me on his shoulder, "Put me down!" I kicked but he held steadily as he walked to the soda hose things.

He put me down and told me to open my mouth. I did and he squirted soda on my tongue. I laughed and grabbed the coke. I just sprayed his face.

"Oh, you didn't." he smiled

"But I did." I said as I sprayed his shirt.

Then he sprayed mine. It went into a full out battle. It was a mix of soda, hide and go seek, and tag. I have to say it was super fun. We played for like twenty five minutes before we were dripping wet. Fang grabbed towels from the back. We closed the theater and went home to shower. We agreed to meet up right after.

A little longer than usual. Hope you like it. So sorry for the wait. Xoxo Andi