OH MY GOSH! I am sooooo sorry, this took forever! UGH! Yeah, and it doesn't help that this is pretty much a filler chapter and isn't interesting…. But enjoy none-the-less!

Me: Say the disclaimer!

Gazzy: Only if you let me blow something up…

Me: UGH! Fine. Just say it already.

Gazzy: Faxness1234 does not own Maximum Ride

Chapter 9: Good Liar

Max's POV!

"I know already said it, but thanks so much," at that I pulled open my bedroom door, and slipped inside. As I crawled into bed, not bothering to change, I watched as Fang flew away.

"Maximum! Get up!" Screeched Mrs. Myers. I blinked my eyes open and yawned, only to find my Social Studies teacher standing next to my desk with her arms crossed.

"Huh?" I asked groggily, rubbing my eyes as the world came back into focus.

"Now," she said with a smirk on her face, "What's the answer to number four?"

"Ummm... George Washington?" The whole class laughed, so obviously I was way off.

"Nice try." At that, walked back to the front of the room. "The answer to number four is 1806." Insert a glare headed my way here.

I rolled my eyes and actually started listening, until Fang passed me a folded up piece of paper. I looked at him and raised my eyebrow, you know, the 'what-the-heck?' kind of look. He nodded toward the paper, telling em to read it. I shrugged, and unfolded the paper underneath my desk.

Hey. It said. Woah, Fang, way to be creative.

I took my pencil, and wrote a reply. It's your fault I fell asleep, you know.

I passed it back to him, and he replied. The cycle went on. (AN: Fang is in italics and Max is in Italics and underlined!)

I thought you enjoyed it.

I did. But It's still your fault.

Okay, then. I guess I won't take you flying anymore.

NO!

Nope. You said it was my fault, so.

Ugh. You're annoying. Fine, I take it back, okay?

Good. So, how about we go back out tonight.

Sounds like a plan. I probably would've fell asleep, anyways. This class is boring.

Okay then. So, I'll be at your window at 9:30, like last time.

I was just about to write a quick reply, when suddenly the note was snatched out of my hand.

"First you're sleeping, and now you're passing notes? Honestly, Maximum! And, Nick, I expected better from you!" Mrs. Myers was standing with one hand on her hip, and the other holding up the piece of paper.

My eyes went wide. Please don't read out loud! Please don't read out loud! Fang and I mentioned flying in there! People might think we were crazy, but maybe some would suspect something...

"Well, I could read this to the class..." Please! no! "But I'd rather give you both detention after school." Phew. Jeb will be mad, but he'd probably murder me if anyone found out about my wings...

~~~~BOOM! (AN: Sorry, that was Gazzy's bomb. I let him blow up this line-break)~~~~

Ring! Ring! The final bell rang just as I made my way out of the girls locker room, dreading whatever Mrs. Myers will have us do in detention.

I get to her classroom, and as I'm waiting outside the door for the teacher to let me in, Fang comes up behind me.

"This'll suck," he says, and I can feel his warm breath on my neck.

"Yeah," I mumble, just as Mrs. Myers open the door and greets us with a sly smile.

"Hi, kids. Come on in," Huh, she sounds like she's inviting us to tea, not into detention. We walked into the empty room, I guess no one else had detention. "Come to my desk, I want to talk to you," she continued, her back to us and she made her way to her desk. I cast a nervous glance at Fang before fallowing out teacher.

She didn't look mad. She didn't look disappointed. I wonder what she was going to say... Then, she pulled out the piece of paper. As she was unfolding it slowly, my eyes got huge: Fang and I mentioned flying!

"I can explain!" Blurted out Fang. I looked at him, and noticed he actually looked nervous (which is saying something: usually this guy is a brick wall). He was standing stiffly, eyes huge, and fists clenched.

"Oh, yeah! Then why did you mention 'flying'? I need answers. We won't tolerate secret codes at this school." I almost bursted out laughing: she thought 'flying' was code for something!

"You caught us," Fang said: gosh, he was a great liar. He looked so defeated, and Mrs. Myers was grinning evilly. "'Flying' means sneaking out. We went to a party last night...it was wild, and we stayed out too late." Okay, that sounded convincing enough.

And I guess Mrs. Myers bought it, because she sighed and added, "Fine. I guess I can't punish you for something you did outside of school. But I'll be keeping an eye on you two: if you fall asleep again, I'll tell you're parents."

"So what do we do now?" I asked, really hoping that she'd let us out.

"Both of you will stay here for one hour, on opposite ends of the room. Max, you'll sit right next to me, and Fang, you'll sit in the back corner."

*Sigh* That most difentally was not the best chapter ever. BUT, I promise the next one will be super awesome and Faxy, okay?

And one more thing: THANKS SO MUCH FOR ALL OF THE ! It makes me soooo happy, and was probably the reason I actually finished this...