(AN: I need your opinions: Should I go beyond standards and do Nuzzy

(AN: I need your opinions: Should I go beyond standards and do Nuzzy? I have never seen anyone do that so let me know. BTW: The best feeling in the world: seeing my fanfic right next to my favorite of all time, High School Havoc. Sighs I'm done)

ANGEL

Giggling, I ran down the hall and locked myself in my bedroom. I threw Max's clothes onto the floor, and picked up a dozing Total.

"Total!" I laughed.

"What? What happened?"

"I just set our plan into action!" I giggled again. Total nodded.

"Phase one complete. But how will phase two go?" He asked me. I shrugged.

"We'll just have to wait and see."

MAX

I slipped on my too revealing dress and found there were no ponytail band thingies. There was only a hair dryer and a straightening iron, both plugged in and ready. Quickly, I dried my hair. I unplugged that and grabbed the straightener. Experimentally, I squeezed a chunk of hair, and it came out straight. I took a deep breath. All right, I could do this. Thirty minutes later my hair was as straight as a pencil. I closed my eyes, mentally preparing myself for everyone's reaction. I opened the door and walked into the kitchen. Gazzy, Iggy, and Nudge were the only ones in there. I breathed a sigh of relief. I would deal with Fang's reaction alone. I noticed that it was oddly silent. Even Nudge wasn't talking. They are staring at me, gaping. Iggy looked confused.

"Someone tell me what's going on!" he whined.

"Max is wearing a, a, a, dress." Gazzy stuttered.

"ANGEL!" Iggy yelled. Angel scurried into the kitchen, took one look at me, and grinned.

You look really good. Why did you put that on though? I shook my head.

Hold on a sec. I replied. Angel nodded and sent Iggy a mental picture of me. His jaw dropped.

"No way." He mumbled. "Max, The Maximum Ride, in a dress." I grinned sheepishly. "It's the apocalypse. Max is wearing a dress." I glared at him, and smacked him upside the head.

"Ow!"

"Don't you dare comment again!" I snarled. He nodded and saluted. I raised my hand to smack him again, but stopped myself when the voice spoke.

Max, shouldn't you show someone else? I nodded to myself and turned to walk out of the kitchen.

"Going to put on make-up Max?" Iggy called.

"Shut up or I'll dye your hair tonight while you sleep!" I called over my shoulder. Not paying attention to where exactly I was going, I turned the corner and collided with Fang.

FANG
My jaw opened as wide as it could when I saw Max. She was wearing a tube-top mini dress, a.k.a. extremely girly clothes. I didn't even bother hiding my emotions. Max glared at me.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer. I'm going to change now anyways." (That was for my friend, Izze) I slowly shook my head, and as Max tried to push past me, I grabbed her.

"You look so beautiful." I murmured into her ear. She trembled under my grasp on her. Max looked up at my eyes, almost hopefully. I leaned down towards her, and finally got a response. She closed the gap, and we started a make-out session. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her warmth. She put her hands around my neck, and tilted her head. We broke apart for a second to get air and then went back in. I picked her up, and we made our way to the living room. I sat us down on the loveseat, and broke apart.

"I love you Max. I've always loved you. Since the first time you spoke to me at the school, I knew you would be the one for me." I began my long rehearsed speech, but was cut off by Max's finger on my lips.

"I love you, too." She whispered, leaning her head on my chest. I smiled triumphantly. Max saw my smile and trembled.

"Why do you shake when I smile?" I whispered.

"Because it makes my heart squeeze." She mumbled. I wrapped my arms around her, and held her tight. We sat like that for a long time, probably an hour. After some time we stood up and told everyone to get ready. It was time to go shopping! Kill me.