(A/N: Hey! So again, this chappie was entirely written by Katie and Emily and her sister: Rachel. Welcome to the team Rachel! Anyway I'd like to thank TheCoolPartyEmoClownClub for actually reviewing. Luv ya! Anywho, you will see the boys' reactions and the girls are going dress shopping in this chappie; it's pretty awesome. So read on!
Disclaimer: I regrettably do not own Maximum Ride, but Katie, Sarah, Emily, Rachel and I do own this story.)
Fang pov
I opened my eyes in confusion. I had just had the weirdest dream about Max, I'm not saying I didn't enjoy it, I'm just saying it was kind of weird. Getting out of bed I remembered last night's events. I looked up expecting to see Ruth tied to a chair asleep, but the chair was empty. I could only think of one possible explanation, Max. Oh well, at least we probably covered her in a bunch of crap. I decided to go brush my teeth before waking the other guys up. I walked into the bathroom and glanced in the mirror. Instead of seeing my normal Fang face I saw this random guy with a bunch of make up on. Holy crap, that guy is me! Max is so gonna get it. Hmm….my kill list continues to grow. Yes, I have a kill list, like you don't? The list is:
1. Lissa (she's annoying)
2. Iggy (we all remember why)
3. Dylan (see above)
4. Xavier (see above)
5. Max (that doesn't mean I don't still love her)
Quickly I washed all of the goop off of my face but knowing Max she probably has a picture somewhere. Oh well I will get it back somehow. I went to go wake up the guys and see how much damage she had done. First I walked into Nudge's room where Iggy had been. Looking at him it seemed like Max had left him alone, and then I noticed his legs. She had shaved them! Poor guy, he would be wearing jeans for a while. I woke him up and after multiple cuss words (first when I woke him up, then when he noticed Emily was gone, then when he noticed his legs) we went to go wake up Dylan and Xavier. I walked in there and they had the same initial reactions as Iggy, but instead of putting make up on them or shaving their legs she had painted their nails bright pink. I thought that would be easy to fix but Max had taken Nudge's nail polish remover with her and none of them had sisters so I guess they were stuck wearing gloves and close toed shoes for a while. All I have to say is that Max better lock her doors at night because she has four guys out for revenge.
Max pov
You'd be surprised how long it takes to recover from an all-out prank war. Let me tell you, it's longer than a two-day weekend. My mom came home tired from a dog's surgery and saw the whole mess and totally chewed me out. I got grounded for a week! Literally! Grounded meaning I'm not allowed to fly until I have 'walked out my wrong doings' or something! I'm not having too many issues with that though because Fang and Iggy just walk with me.
So anyway we were all at lunch hanging out and just talking about the prank war and stuff. I've started to notice the group was getting a little big. Is this called popularity? I wouldn't know, but who cares? I see that Sarah and Xavier have been getting really close lately, same with Katie and Dylan. I can tell Iggy hasn't made his move on Emily yet. Man, this thing is starting to feel like one giant like quadruple date, or like in one of my mom's soap operas, where everybody dates everybody, but without all the pregnancies (thank goodness).
I'm in the middle of listening to Ruth tell me about her cousins party, when Lissa, the redhead wonder, has to poke her stupid, spray tanned face into our conversation.
"I'm just gonna squeeze in here," she says sitting right between me and Fang. Um, rude much? Everyone goes silent and waits for the drama.
"So Fang, have you been asked to the dance yet? I've been asked plenty of times, but I put them all on hold just in case that certain someone wanted to…" The nerve! Everyone knows he asked me!
"I understand how words travel slowly through that ginger head of yours," I interrupted, "but it would take a complete idiot not to know FANG ASKED ME!" I emphasized the last part. Lissa looks over as if just noticing me. Ugh! That (insert curse word of choice here)!
"Ohhhh, hey Max!" she cooed, "Didn't see you there. Hey, your last name is Martinez, right?"
"Yup," I say, not in the mood for her cheery comeback.
"But you're not Hispanic!" Racist much?
"No duh!" I say using all my will power not to kick her perfect legs in the shins.
"That's sooo weird! Right guys?" She gets an awkward silence. "I mean no offense Max."
"That's fine. I think pig noses are weird, so were even." I say putting on my nicest smile and gritting my teeth. Everyone burst into laughter. Iggy even spit milk out his nose. Lissa looked dramatically taken aback and looked to Fang for him to stand up for her, but he was too busy chuckling at Iggy. She abruptly stood up and left to join her MANY guy friends and left. Down with the queen! Ginger: 0 Max: 1!
Fang pov
I shrugged. Girls will be girls, you know. After the disposing of my lunch tray, Max, Iggy, and I made our way toward math and sat in the back.
"Iggy," Max started, "Why wear jeans? It's perfectly sunny today!"
Iggy slid down in his seat. "It's, uh, kind of cold in Science. The AC must be broken or something. Oh well."
Max smiled. She obviously knew something was up. Well duh! She was the one that did this, "Riiiight," she said.
The rest of math was uneventful, with Algebra and Calculus mixed in. The only thing I really got from today's lesson is not to be a math teacher.
In the hall I met up with Dylan and Xavier. They were wearing leather gloves and sneakers. To everyone else they were just trying too hard to be cool, but I knew what was really going on with them. They also seemed really paranoid and looked like they hadn't slept in a while. After what happened to me a few nights ago, I probably looked that way as well. Was that for real, or some strange dream? I mean I know the stupid make up thing happened but I wasn't sure if the Max making out with me thing was. It felt so real but, I just figured I shouldn't be eating pizza so late at night… or flying into a house full of girls.
English was a blur. Don't get me wrong, I get average grades, but I'm not the greatest with words. When I try to say what I mean, it comes out in sort of a mess. That's why my next class, Spanish (a mixture of words, proper grammar, and a whole new language), normally got the best of me. Good thing I had Max near me, because without her I might have been in the, uh, lower level class, with kids that don't necessarily take to learning very well. I couldn't understand why I would have to learn this. If I ever came across someone who didn't know English, I would put it into some translator and just use that.
Max pov
When I had finally shoved my stuff (1 textbook, 4 binders, 2 notebooks, and a poster board) into my now bulging backpack, I found Fang, Iggy, Nudge, and Ella and proceeded to walk along the cracked sidewalk toward home.
"Can I have a copy of the picture of Fang you took Friday?" Nudge whispered to me. "I plan to hang it up in my locker!"
"Later, all right?" I giggled as pulled up the last zipper. "Anyone up for Sundays at Coldstone?" My response was a series of hoots and hollers, along with a satisfied head nod from Fang. I suddenly get a text from Sarah:
all the grls r going dress shopping macys 2nite. U in?
Dress shopping? Barf! I'm about to politely decline when Ella snatches my phone with a shriek of delight.
"I know a girl who was killed that way!" I yell at her.
"OMG! Dress shopping! It'll be sooo much FUN Nudge!"
"You don't even have dates!" I say quickly grabbing at her wrist unsuccessfully.
"Nudge, Ruth, Emily, and I are going stag and are having a girls night. Hopefully we can pick up some partners while we're at it!" Says Ella as she quickly manipulates my phone. "Plus I need to make sure YOU look presentable!" I groan and go into a pure state of 'I hate you but your kind of right.'
"Wait," Pipes up Iggy, "Emily's going alone?"
"She sure is!" God! What is wrong with Iggy? After he says good-bye to us because he has some club to go to at school or something, we finally get to cross the street to Coldstone. And surprise, surprise I'm officially exhausted. We all get in line together and wait till our turn. I order my usual: chocolate fudge brownie with cookie dough and rainbow sprinkles.
"Max!" screeches Ella, who by now has ordered a smoothie, "Don't eat so much or you won't fit into your dress!" Leave it to Ella to forget my hyper fast metabolism while embarrassing me to the highest extent. I groan and take a huge bite in rebellion.
Fang pov
After I get home I realize I only have like two days until the dance and I still don't have a tux. I realized this right after Iggy mentioning that it wasn't a costume party. Stupid school budget! What kind of school has a Halloween dance and doesn't go all out? Well anyway, I WAS going to go as an angel of darkness, but now I'm just going to have to settle for a rented suit. Knowing Max, she wasn't particularly picky, so I'm guessing I'll just borrow one of my dad's fancy ones. It's not like he'll be around to miss it.
I call up Ig and as him if he wants to hang or do homework or something. As usual, he was already planning to come over after his dumb school thing. You know, this might be a good time to get back at him for that dare….. Maybe I'll give him a purple nerdy blazer or something to wear for the dance. It's not like he'll exactly know…..but then I decided to just beat him up instead. That way he won't be totally embarrassed in front of Emily. Too bad he doesn't show other people the same courtesy….hint, hint.
Max pov
You know, I heard a story about a kid who hooked himself up to a jet ski and his friends dragged him through the water. That was probably a million times more fun than my dreadful situation at the epitome of all things girly. I sat in a chair of dressing room 3 as I watched the other girls giggle and twirl as they tried on countless dresses. I had already just vetoed like, five of Ella's dresses for being WAY too short and showy (mom would kill me), and on top of that, Nudge would not stop talking about some reality show she saw about high school proms.
"And THEN the other girl totally tripped her and…" I tuned her out and checked my watch. Only 5:45? Man, I never thought just staring at things for 20 min would be so hard. Suddenly, Ruth came out in a GORGEOUS navy dress, and I must admit, she looked HOT! Not in a bad way, but she looked really graceful and elegant. It took ten minutes for us all to convince her that this was the one, until she finally paid the cashier and came to my boredom rescue. Later, Katie found a super cute satin pink dress that fit her perfectly and had just enough flair to give it that sparkle.
Emily and Sarah finally showed up late from homework and basketball practice and began looking. Sarah was super psyched, but Emily seemed distracted. She told us she didn't know if she would come or not because she didn't have a date and she could be studying for a history test instead, but she tried on some dresses anyway and settled on a classy maroon one. Sarah immediately threw on the most dramatic red dress and knew right then, that it was 'the one.' While they were deciding that I quietly slipped out to make a phone call.
"Hey it's Max," I said when Iggy finally picked up the phone.
"Oh hey Max, what's up?"
"I was just wondering when you were gonna stop being such a nub and ask Emily to the dance? I know you really like her because you butt dialed me or something when you were talking to Fang and that came up. You know she's considering not coming because she doesn't have a date yet. And I can see the way she looks at you in P.E. just ask her already you idiot! "
"Xavier better look out cause you're gonna have guys all over you!" yelled Katie from inside. Trust her to be the one screaming that in the middle of a store.
"You really think so?" Iggy asked hopefully.
"I know so. And if you don't act fast you're gonna end up in the friend zone."
"What's that?" asks Iggy.
"It's when a girl looks at you but she only sees you as a brother or a lamp. So here's what you are gonna do. Write her a note and shove it through the vents in her locker. I'm assuming you are still at school for whatever club you have after today so it will be easy for you to get to the lockers."
"Ok, sounds good. Bye," Iggy says while he hangs up
Right when I walk back in Ella comes out of her dressing room to return a few dresses and when she sees me empty handed, she immediately starts dragging me through a maze of clothing racks and fashionable shoes. Ugh! She and the others start crowding around to 'help' me find a dress. Ella pulls out a purple dress and asks my opinion.
"Nice, but where's the rest of it?" It was way too short and I usually prefer to not have my entire cleavage showing. The girls shove me in a dressing stall and I'm marooned with a rainbow of fabrics. Too short (Ella), too bright (probably Ruth), too many sequins (Nudge or Sarah), pink (really Katie?), and lastly, an actually really nice white one that not too short, but I would still be able to kick some shins if needed. Probably Emily picked this one out. I emerge in the white one and everyone immediately stops gossiping. It seems like they all hate it until Nudge says,
"Wow. Just, wow." That's the shortest thing I believe she's ever said. All the girls transition into oohhs and aahs and for the first time I feel pretty. I know, Maximum Martinez, a girl who would rather die than paint nails, feels pretty. I can't exactly say I don't like it….
(A/N: Hope you liked. Review please! I will try to reply to any reviews in the future. Also, I have posted four QOTUs and none of them have gotten answers so if this one doesn't get answered I'm going to stop putting them. K?
QOTU: If you were 2% Avian, what would your wings look like?)
~Ruth