It was just a quick peck, then he was back in his previous position, staring at the sky. His cheeks had a slight pink tinge to them.

I was frozen with shock. I didn't know what to do, so I cleared my throat and started talking.

"It's weird how different people are." I said shakily. "So many religious people are so nice and kind. They love their faith, but they don't force it on you and don't treat you any differently just for being different from them. Then there are these people, these people who are so judgemental and fake. It isn't fair."

Fang didn't say anything. I sighed.

"Sorry for changing the subject. I just had to build up some nerve." I said quietly.

"Nerve for what?"

"This."

Then I was the one who rolled over, and I was the one who kissed him.

This one lasted longer. He had his hand on the back of my neck, tangling into the hair at the nape of my neck. After a few seconds, I pulled away. He was staring at me in astonishment.

Feeling my face starting to flame up, I quickly stood up and faced away from him.

"Max?" I heard the grass rustle as he got up as well.

"I'm sorry." I said hastily. "I don't want you to think I'm one of those girls, or anything-"

"And I don't want you to think I'm one of those guys."

I looked back over my shoulder at him. His face and his eyes were unreadable. A slight breeze slipped through the clearing, lightly stirring my hair and pushing his over his eyes.

Then we were kissing again, just like that.

I had just placed my hands on his shoulders when my phone rang.

I pulled away and glanced down at my phone. It was Jeb. Of course it was Jeb. He probably found out I had left and was having a rage session.

"Don't answer it." Fang told me.

"No duh genius." I said back. I let my phone fall into the grass and kissed him again.

His fingers lightly ran up my spine, barely palpable through my heart was racing. I couldn't believe I was doing this, kissing a guy I had only known for 3 days. When you write it out, it really sounds crazy. But it felt right, and I didn't want to stop.

Fang pulled away. "I'm not sure about this, Max." he said hesitatingly.

"Neither am I." I replied breathlessly.

And then we went right back to kissing.

"I know-" I gasped out between frenzied kissing. "I shouldn't- hook up with- a guy I met- three days ago- but- what the hell?"

"Not a hook up." Fang told me firmly. "I want this to mean something. I'm not saying we have to get together or anything, but I don't want to pretend it never happened, you know?"

"Oh, this definitely happened. " I reassured him as I continued to attack his mouth. He shut up and went with the flow, letting one hand rest on my waist and the other on the back of my neck.

I let out a breathy sigh as he moved away from my lips, pecking kisses across my jaw and down my neck to my shoulder before continuing up.

He wasn't getting too crazy, but it was certainly enough to get my blood pressure rising.

Fangs phone rang too, but without stopping his kissing, he reached into his pocket and dropped it to the ground beside mine. Probably his rents.

"So- you- getting me out of- that- study group- tomorrow?" I asked while pulling his face back up to kiss him again.

"Yeah. Is that- ok?" Even he was being forced to gasp out his sentences in between kisses.

"Does this answer your question?" I said as I kissed him extra deep and hard.

He tilted his head the other way and pulled me down onto the ground with him so we weren't standing up. In a few seconds, I was in his lap, running my fingers through his hair.

I'm normally not like this. It took Dylan weeks to convince me to go out with him. I guess there's just something different about Fang. There's something about him that makes me want to trust him, with everything and anything. Or at least make out furiously with him in a park.

Fang wrapped his arm around my lower back and slowly moved forward until I was laying on my back in the grass.

He had just moved to my neck again when my phone started ringing again: right next to my head. I reluctantly flipped it open and answered. Fang didn't stop though, just kept pecking kisses over my skin.

"Maxine." said Jebs cold voice.

"Yes Jeb?" I responded as innocently as I could, which wasn't easy considering Fang had moved down to my stomach, where I just happened to be very ticklish.

I kept biting my lip to hold back my giggles as Jeb ranted. "Listen young lady. You cannot continue to sneak out and hang out with those delinquents! I'm your father and you will obey me! I know what's best for you! Do you understand?"

Fang hit an especially sensitive spot and a laugh escaped my lips. I slammed a hand over my mouth until I calmed down, then I interrupted Jeb. "Sorry, Jeb. Gotta go." I hung up with a sharp click.

Fang pulled himself up until we were laying next to each other.

"You are going to get me into so much trouble." I told him jokingly. He chuckled and turned onto his side, studying my face intently. One of his hands started combing through my hair, making me shiver pleasurably.

"I don't really know what I'm doing." he said softly. "I've never had a girlfriend, and I don't even know if that's what we are yet. If we're anything."

"It's ok." I responded. "I'm not really sure what I'm doing either." I turned my head and looked him in the eyes. "How about we just… go with it? Figure it out as we go?"

"Ok." He said before kissing me again.

It was a little awkward trying to work around our lip rings, but it did work.

I pulled back after a few moments and smiled at him.

"It's not as bad here as I thought."