Hey guys and gals! Thank you to everyone that reviewed, favorite, and followed my story I truly appreciated all the love and it gave me a warm fuzzy feeling to see you all still actually read my little story. I haven't written in a little bit because I finally got the final FINAL Maximum Ride book: Forever, and… well it took me awhile to register and come to terms with everything I just read. I was basically contemplating life decisions and the choice I made that brought me to this book at that moment in time. Needless to say I'm happy the series is FINALLY over. It wasn't perfect but it pretty much wrapped everything up in a nice little bow. So I'm satisfied at least. And not to give anything away but you can tell James Patterson reads some of the stories here on FanFicton. If any of you have read the book and want to talk just PM me so we don't spoil it for the late people! Anyway I'm back and recovering so let's do this!

Max POV:

"Max, stop running away from me!" I heard Nudge cry about ten feet away from my hiding spot.

"Nudge just let her be; she obviously doesn't want to go." Thank you Ella, for being on my side for once in your life, I truly appreciate it.

"No she needs to go she's been putting it off for over a month already, and she promised!" This is why I hate Angel.

"Yeah but come on she isn't interested in Dylan we're being awful friends by making her do this."

"Ella you make it sound like we are sentencing her to death." You are guys.

"Well to her it is,"

"Still she should at least go on one date with Dylan! How does she know she doesn't like him if she doesn't try to get to know him?"

"Because I'm not stupid!" I quickly slapped my hands over my mouth. Shit.

I heard small, quiet footsteps walking towards my hiding spot. I tried to shimmy back farther into the dark corner of my closet, I held my breath but I knew it was too late. They found me.

"AhhHA!" Angel cried as she yanked open the door and glared down at me.

"Max get up I'm too little to drag you up,"

I grumbled but crawled my way out of the closet. "Geez, way to make me feel fat,"

Nudge rolled her eyes, "Max-"

"Nudge," Ella sent her a warning look as I scrambled to my feet.

"Max if you don't want to go out with Dylan you don't-"

DING DONG

All our heads snapped in the direction of the noise.

"Shit," I muttered.

Nudge smiled triumphantly, "Well, this time he's here. Can't "reschedule" now can you?"

I glared, "Fine but I'm going just like this."

Nudge was about to protest but Ella nudged her to shut up. Besides I look fine, distressed black jeans shorts, a misfit tank top, and black converse. All I need is to throw my hair up in bun, I'm good.

"Ugh fine, whatever, go answer the door." Nudge sank on to my bed defeated while Angel rubbed her back.

Ella and I made eye contact, "Try to have fun," She said tossing me my wallet.

"No promises," I said over my retreating shoulder.

I braced myself before opening the door, there was Dylan casually leaning against the doorframe in all his smug annoying hotness.

"Hey beautiful, wow you look amazing." He smiled his stupid dazzling smile as he straightened up.

I looked him up and down annoyed with his presence already, "What no flowers?"

His smile instantly disappeared, "Oh, um, flowers I- I'm sorry, I'm such an idiot I'll go get you some. What do you like roses, lilies? I'll be right I-"

"Dylan?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up, it was joke. Are we going or not?" I grumbled closing my door and pushing past him.

"Hey wait up!" He cried running to catch up with me.

God I hate him.

Fang POV:

Iggy smiled, "Are you actually giving me permission to set something of yours on fire?"

I smirked getting up from the stool to throw our empty bottles away. "Never thought I'd see the either but, here we are."

Iggy could barely contain his excitement, "On one condition, that is."

He instantly deflated, "I knew it was too good to be true,"

"Oh stop pouting, you can burn it but it's been a little over two weeks and Lissa hasn't gotten her shit off my lawn. I need your help dragging all her crap to the Plato's Closet."

Iggy gasped, "Fang are you… wanting to help people?"

I glared at him, "It's a Plato's Closet not a women's shelter I'm not exactly helping."

He chuckled, "Alright fine but my condition is you take a shower because man you stink!" Iggy pinched his nose and waved a hand in front of his face.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever,"

After my quick grooming, tying my tainted mattress to my car, loading said car with all of my "wife's'" crap, and one uncomfortable hug from an overly happy sales associate, we finally headed into town to the Home Depot.

"So what all are we buying?" I asked Iggy as he pushed around the big orange shopping cart throwing in a bunch of wires, gasoline canisters, propane tanks, iron nails, rock salt, just a bunch of stuff he flung in the cart.

"Oh just a few things to blow up your mattress,"

"Wait, blow up I didn't give you permission for that!"

"Shhh! I'm looking for fish wire!"

I rolled my eyes only Iggy would act like a kid in a candy store at a Home Depot.

"Alright let's check out," He announced as he tossed in a light switch and an oven knob.

"You're buying," I said walking in the direction of the line.

"This my friend, I am more than happy to pay for,"

I bet you are Ig, I bet you are.

"Alright so I know this really awesome area where we can do this, it's in the Eastern Plains so we have-"

I looked over at Iggy to see why he had stopped walking to the car with the bags and stopped talking.

"Ig what's-"

He quickly snapped back to reality and started pushing me in the direction of the car. "Nothing let's go,"

"Wait, what's-" I was interrupted by the sound of laughter, laughter that I recognized but haven't heard in a very long time.

I turned, much to Iggy's displeasure, to the sound and what I saw filled me with rage.

Max laughing and rubbing Dylan's back while he smiled down at her after taking a drink from a water bottle.

WTF

Iggy grabbed my arm "Come on man let's just go-"

"Walker, Griffins, fancy seeing you here,"

I turned around again to come face to face with Dylan and his stupid smug smile. I looked over at Max to see her slightly behind Dylan looking very interested in her shoes.

"Hey Dylan, hey Max we got a go but it was nice seeing-"

Dylan tired to peek inside one of bag but I yanked it out of reached and glared even harder at him.

"What's in the bags boys, they look mighty heavy? Not trying to make another bomb are we Griffins?"

"His name is Iggy, and that's none of your damn business," I growled taking a step towards him only for Iggy to grab the back of my shirt.

"Dylan let's just go, I want ice cream,"

My glare was now directed to Max, "So you and Dylan huh?"

Max glared back, "That's none of you business,"

"No it isn't but Iggy," Dylan looked back at him, "The safety and well being of this city is my business-"

"Oh please since when do you actually do your job Officer," I sneered.

"Since I became Captain," He took a "threatening" step towards and Max pulled him back.

"Dylan I said let's go!" She growled pulling him away.

"This isn't over Walker," He called as Max towed him far out of my fist reach.

"It never is," I grumbled turning and stalking to the car.

"Dude what is with you and Dylan?"

"Don't worry about it," I said in a voice letting Iggy know I was not talking about it.

Dylan and I have a long history of fights and arguments dating all the way back to pre-school. Bottom line I hate him, he hates me, he wants everything I have, and I want to bash his face in. When I got a new box of crayons, he got an even bigger box. When I broke my arm and got attention, he broke both his legs and got attention. When I a new cell phone, he the same cell phone (but a different color) and a case. When I got a car, he got a faster car. We have been doing this song and dance for years and years. But one thing that we have always and probably will always fight over is Max. She was my best friend and hated him just as much as me. No we aren't friends so what does he do? Swooped in like a vulture and is picking at her like dead animal trying to get his fill.

God I fucking hate him.

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