A/N: Tenth chapter! I promise this will be at least 1500 words. Swear. I would have updated sooner but I had to get a tooth extraction. Anyways, Ready for FAXNESS?

Fang P.O.V.

Is that Max? Wait, I think it is. She looks stunning. I knew she was beautiful, but she looked...I can't even describe it. Our friends were cracking jokes and were their usual selves, but it seemed like me and her were the only ones there. (Sorry for the un-fanglikeness. I couldn't resist).

She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a lingering hug. I looked in her eyes, but all I saw was hatred. Her eyes betrayed everything. Casually, I looked over my shoulder, my thick, black fringe covering my eyes. Dylan. And Ellie. Kissing. That explains it.

Soothingly, as quiet as a mouse, I leaned into her ear and whispered, "Relax. He knows he will have a party of fighters if he hurts her in any way. It will be ok."

She nodded, and I grabbed one of her hands in both of mine. I don't really have a way with words, but in an all else fails attempt I wrapped a corsage around her wrist and tried to grab her attention. Too bad it was stuck to the one person who grabbed everyone's attention, either out of love, admiration, friendship, or in Max's case: hate.

Ellie dragged him over to us. Max gave him the bird. "Hey Maxie. Excited for the dance?" Dylan said, at a failed attempt to start a conversation. Ellie stayed silent. Max's body language was obviously telling her that she would have a civilized conversation when the elephant in the room-or the backyard- leaves. Pursing her lips, she takes his hand and goes to talk to Logan JJ, who are in their own little dream world. Not even sure I see it, Ellie turns for a fleeting second, giving Max a pleading look. I know that I try to be an emotionless rock, and I don't talk very often in front of people unless it's a friend. SO small talk isn't my specialty. Max can do it. With someone she doesn't want to kill.

I sigh and look at Max's deep chocolate brown eyes. Her's look into mine. I hope I've distracted her. She leans in, and I follow suit. MY heart beats unnaturally fast. The second we touch, tingles are sent through my body. Her hands clasp in my hair as she urgently tries to bring my closer. An awkward throaty noise is heard. We broke apart. She was blushing, or was it the makeup? Of course, the person who broke us apart is Dylan.

Max stubbornly takes my hand and drags me to Ella and Iggy. Anyone except the boy who she is 100% sure will break her friend's heart. We were just waiting for Fang's dad Peter and his wife Alice to come with the limo. They thought we would appreciate it on the five minute ride to school.

"Mind out of the gutter Iggy!" Max shouted. I had not been paying attention. Ella just laughed it off.

"Whatever Maxie."

"DO NOT CALL ME MAXIE!"

Iggy just laughed and soon all us, except me burst out laughing.

-Laughable Bunny (Time Skip) -

When we reached the dance, all I saw were masks. A whole lot of them. The room was decorated in black and white. It figures. Lissa was on the committee. I heard she actually yelled at a kid for getting dark blue balloons instead of black. Everything had to be perfect for HER big night.

Empire State of Mind came onto the stereo. Max dragged me to the dance floor. I hate dancing. Not because I can't do it, I can. It's just that smooshed against a hundred different kids are NOT my idea of fun. We zigzagged through the crowd until we were under the disco ball. After a couple of songs, A Thousand Years by Christina Perri came on. I put my arms on her waist and she put hers around my neck. Hesitantly, I leaned in. She met me halfway. I don't know when we broke away, but when we did, we walked over to a table while I went to go get drinks. Ellie was there with Dylan, and Max looked uncomfortable.

Max P.O.V.

Ugh, I have to sit next to Dylan. Ellie left to find Ella a few minutes after Fang went to get drinks. I hoped he would hurry up. I wanted to get away from Dylan.

I gazed at the ceiling when I felt something breathing down my neck. Too bored to process anything, I allowed whoever it was to guide me outside.

'Fang? Why are we outside?"

I opened my eyes long enough to see a masked face. Suddenly he pulled off the mask, grinning. Dylan. And no Fang in sight. It was abandoned out here. Dylan forcefully put his lips to mine and shoved his tongue down my throat, grinding against me. My scream got stuck in my throat and I forcefully pushed him away. Correction. I was about to forcefully push him away when something punched him from behind. I turned to thank my savior. It was Fang. Of course it was Fang. Who else would notice me gone? Behind him, I saw Ellie with a shocked expression.

"NO. Ellie it's not what it looks like!" She turned to Fang who looked at me with concerned eyes. He entwined our hands. Thank god he knew I wasn't stupid enough to kiss that sleazebag on purpose.

Sighing, she said, "I'm sorry Max. It's just...It's just..." Her voice caught in her throat as she choked back tears. I ran up to her and engulfed her in a hug full of masks, body glitter, and heartbroken tears. "I should've believed you. I mean what kind of person cheats on their date with their date's best friend. "I shushed her before she could continue.

Looking up, I saw Fang, punching the daylights out of Dylan. I would have helped, but it looked like Dylan was out cold.

"Fang! Stop. Please. He's not worth it."

He grunted in response. Oh well, looks like he's going to have to deal with me. I pondered this for a moment before grabbing his arm. Then I trailed wet kisses up his jaw line. He seemed to relax. I took his hand and led him and Ellie back to the dance. It was silent for the next few dances. Apart from crying, calming down, and whispering, the night was uneventful from then onwards. Wait, I take that back. Something did happen. Dylan came back with only a few minor injuries, but to make someone (me or Ellie?) jealous, he took LEECHA'S hand slyly and led her to the wall in front of us. He then started making out with her. It was disgusting like more than Iggy and Ella's gooey eyes. Speaking of which they never eve left the dance floor. But still, back to Dissa or is it Lylan? Obviously, she was all over him like the little...well let's not get our mouths washed with soap shall we? Anyway His eyes were wandering, always back at us. PDA was one thing, PDA with the devil and his hound was another. I had to eventually turn away, focusing on drawing little circles on Fang's arm.

Ella P.O.V
This dance is awesome! Iggy, well he's Iggy. The fart jokes and the howling laughter aside, he's sweet and kind and generous. And hot. Not that I am planning to burst his little man ego. We've been dancing for the whole night, rarely taking breaks. So it was What doesn't Kill You and Iggy was failing at the Jerk and we were laughing our heads off. As the song dramatically came to a close Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift came on. Thank god it wasn't another Justin Beiber song. I mean I love him, but when Iggy started dancing to that song, well I'm officially scarred for life. We casually talked and I leant my head up. He grinned and started kissing me, slow and gentle. My heart was pounding in my ears and I could smell the pair of over perfumed bodies around me, but it didn't matter. We were in our own little world. Well we were.

Iggy pulled away. "What?' I asked.

"IS that? Yeah it's Dylan. And he's making out with Ellie, I think. Wait no...Ellie doesn't have red hair."

I spied Ellie sniffling quietly while Fang and Max were desperately trying to soothe her. Then I saw a flash of a ghostly grin. Holy Shit. "It's Lissa!"

SO being the amazing friend I am, I rushed over to Elle, giving her all the moral support needed. Cry me a River I heard Max mumble. Then I noticed that Fang and Iggy were not there. Fang was holding Iggy back from fighting with Dylan. Aww, I knew Iggy was awesome. Anyways, He coaxed him out of hitting a terrified Dylan.

Iggy protectively put his arms around me and gestured to the door. I nodded and we all followed suit. JJ and Logan met us at the door and we took a mortified Ellie to the awaiting limo.

Max, because she just had to slice the wedge of awkwardness in the group, halfheartedly grinned. "Too bad Lissa fled when Igster was punching Dylan. I really wanted to see her with a huge shiner on her face." …That's Max for you. Only Iggy laughed. It only took a second before everyone, even Ellie, started laughing.

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I have testing coming up so I won't be able to update that much, but I still have a question for you guys.

What is your dream vacation spot? I need something Max and FAng related. LIke a road trip or something. But I need a location. CHildhood memories, or something like that. Perferably something home towny and beachy. I'll update within 3 days the minute I get 10 ideas.