A/N: Once upon a time there was a fanfic writer named THERISENANGEL….

She was an awesome writer, but one of her stories "Where to Hide" was not getting the response she hoped for. SO she put up a poll on her profile to ask if she should leave it or keep writing it. I WILL WRITE 2 chapters a week for the next month if she gets AT LEAST 17 of you readers to answer it. SO I beg you…No I'm too awesome to beg (just kidding) but I would love it if you answered her poll and read her story. It's called WHERE TO HIDE and it is brilliant- from the five chapters she already wrote-

And Question:
What is better for a vacation spot for the Flock: Tybee Island near Georgia or Padre Island in Texas I think. I have never been to either so I want to know which you would choose… the one that has a more hometowny right off the beach feel.

And ON WITH THE ENTERTAINMENT…

Max P.O.V.

It was a couple days after the Spring Fling. Well, it wasn't awkward anymore, it became a more understanding. Everyone had a mutual hate for Dylan. And Ellie, well she has a way of dealing with things. I found out when on Monday she stuck her tongue out at Dylan and "accidently" threw pudding at him. So entertaining. Anyway, we were all going to the Easter Egg Hunt a the park. We are THAT dedicated to the holiday. NO, we all came to collect Easter eggs for three main reasons. 1) SPRING BREAK. 2) Fang and I got stuck with babysitting Angel and Gazzy 3) (Iggy said this) I need chocolate.

Well there you have it.

SO we all split up at the giant balloon arch (can you say corny?)

Iggy and Gazzy said something about pyros, chocolate, and explosion. I just told them not to destroy Gazzy otherwise we would not get paid. Fang actually laughed at that one. Nudge, Ella, Ellie, JJ, and Angel wanted to see some makeover thingie going on, and I happily let them go on their merry way No way was I going with them. Logan mumbled something about football and set off to meet his football friends throwing a football back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and… you get the picture.

That just left Fang and I. We strolled through the clusters of trees until we saw one that looked like it was a million years old. I sat lazily on the fork where the branches extended. Below me, Fang traced patterns on my leg as he leaned his head back on the barky trunk.

"Fangiepoo?"

Yup, it's happening. Look who is upon us. It's the devils in skirts-wait that's Ella and Nudge-. It's the Red Haired Blunders, hm, I like that one.

Lissa, clad in a dress that showed more skin than a bathing suit, strutted-and I say strutted- over.

"Fangie, baby want to go for a walk?" She batted her eyelashes, causing one eye's mascara to clump together when she opened. I barely held back a chuckle.

Lets make this interesting. I winked at Fang. Wordlessly, I jumped from the fork and landed on Fang's lap. If he was surprised, he didn't show it. Guess that's what you get for being an emotionless rock for the greater part of your childhood. Smirking, I crashed my lips down to his. On impulse, his hands flew onto my sides, and soon tangled themselves in my hair. I smiled when I heard Lissa huff and march away.

But Fang didn't let go. Instead, he deepened the kiss. We ended up on the floor, well on the picnic blanket he set down when we sat. I rolled over and he was on top of me. His tongue gently traced the outline of my bottom lip, asking for permission. I happily complied. As our tongues battled for dominance, I opened my eyes. His were open too. He was studying me. But I didn't feel violated, I felt elated. I melted into the kiss and allowed him to win.

I don't know how long we were making out, but my stomach grumbled and Fang pulled away.

His voice was husky and dare I say it- sexy. "Go get cotton candy." I smirked and headed to a vendor a few hundred yards away. I looked around and I couldn't see Fang or the tree. Guess it was farther than I originally thought. Oh well.

I got blue, my absolute favorite, and pink for Fang Just to see how he would react. I was about to turn and head back when a pair of lips caressed my collarbone and shivered in pleasure.

"Hey, did you miss me?" It wasn't Fang's voice. And it wasn't Santa, so who could it be? Note the sarcasm.

I responded by elbowing him in the stomach and hitting him wear it hurts. He yelped in pain and saw Fang giving him a roundhouse kick. I chuckled. Then I saw the girls. They saw the whole thing. The pyro boys did too because they patted Fang on the back. I ran up to the girls and Angel jumped into my arms, crying. "What if something happened to you Max?"

"Shh, nothing happened. Relax," I coed into her ear. Over her shoulder, I saw Ellie, who was giving Dylan another kick where it counts. I am so proud of her.

-Who loves Pancakes? Raise your hands, or your forks -

The rest of the went by uneventfully. Except one thing. You see, when we got home, we found a surprise. NO, not a puppy, although I totally deserved one. The week was winding down and we had exams next week. Then we were free, to live like slobs and eat vold pizza for breakfast without a care in the world. And yes, yes it is stupid that we have spring break in early may and then have school for a week and then don't come back until September.

Anyway, we walk into Fang's house and all of our parents are there. I smile. "What is this? A giant family meeting?"

They all laugh, and Fang's mom Alice says while motioning to us, "We are all going on vacation!"

A/N: Just to clarify all of the gang and fang's mom and dad mare going. Not the other parents. Now, I must tell you that I CANNOT WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER UNTIL I GET A BUNCH AS IN AT LEAST 4 ANSWERS TO MY VACATION QUESTION. SO PLEASE REVIEW AND ANSWER.

And please please please do the risen angel's poll. Where to Hide is a really good story. Read and Review that one too

And before I forget, Band songs? OR at least some Fang songs that he sings for Max? Wouldn't you love a serenade from Mr. TALLDARKANDSILENT?APTER UNTIL I GET