A/N- This is going to be the last update for a little while. Tomorrow, I leave to go camping for five days.

A question- If your cabin has a hot tub, air conditioning, television, coffee makers, and a fridge, is it really camping, or is it a vacation?

Anyway, really short, fluffy, chapter, but I need to pack. Of course, I don't even start packing until seven pm the night before. GO FORESIGHT!

D"I"S"C"L"A"I"M"E"R"!- The Maximum Ride characters are not my property. Oh I wish…. What if I owned Fang? Total heaven….

Chapter Ten

I wasn't even going to mention last night. I mean, what do I say? Thanks for holding me while I had one of the most embarrassing moments of my life? No, thank you.

Iggy and Nudge seemed a bit… flushed, but I didn't question it.

After breakfast, though, things started to get dicey.

"Max, why did you have to punch Fang?" exclaimed the cretin, pointing to a bruise on Fang's jaw, from when I caught them making out. "You didn't have to ruin his face."

I snorted. "Ruin his face? He has had just about every bone in his body broken at some point or another, and you have the gall to say I ruined his face?" I couldn't believe her. "But then again, you seem to care a lot about his face, seeing as you were sucking it off of his skull."

Okay, gross picture, but if you had seen them kissing, you'd say it was an understatement.

She glared at me. "That was none of your business!"

"Oh, it was totally my business, seeing as how the Flock's business is my business, I have known Fang for all of my life, and I would be willing to put my life in his hands. When you trust somebody like that, you have a right to know if they are kissing some redheaded devil."

That had to be the best speech of my life.

She fumed for a second or two, then leaned over toward Fang and began kissing him again.

Thank goodness, though, this time, he shoved her away. Fang actually picked her up and threw her down as hard as he could.

Which was pretty hard. I mean, the floor shook.

She looked at him in disbelief for a moment or two, then leaped out of the window and flew away.

I hoped she wouldn't come back.

What had gone wrong? Allie thought that she had Fang under control. She thought that she had seduced him.

But then again, her talent was a bit faulty. She had sensed that something had changed with Fang since last night, but she had no idea it was so momentous.

Allie was disgusted with herself. She relied on her talent too much. She wasn't very observant. It had been obvious, but she didn't feel anything, so she didn't suspect anything.

Emo-Boy wasn't very used to letting his emotions show, though, so he was harder to sense.

Allison was so furious. She had been stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid. She was a failure of a telepath.

She was horrible at using her talent, and horrible at using her eyes. She was handicapping herself.

Allie resolved to practice with Emo-Boy. He was the hardest nut to crack, the elusive one. If she could see him, she had pretty much mastered her powers.

She flew back to the apartment, already trying to sense him.