Author's Note: So I typed this up three weeks ago and just didn't get to post it. I wrote most of this in school while my history teacher was rambling on about something, lol. ^^ I'm sorry I didn't post it earlier if you are still following this story, but I had to do this stupid project for history. Urgh. It took me FOREVER to do that stinking thing.

Disclaimer: I still do not own Maximum Ride, and I still own Star, Lilly, this, and half of Pia.

Oh, and just to make it clear- I am NOT Star. In case you were wondering, she may be a little bit based off of me, but she is not me. Anyways, enjoy chapter twelve!

Chapter Twelve: Nudge's Doom

Star's POV

I opened my eyes and blinked, the setting sun directly in my eyes. I checked the silver star-shaped clock on the wall. It was 7:30 P.M. Crap. I had slept for three whole hours. Oh, well. I got up, straightened out my clothes, and plugged my iPod into the charging station built into the wall. (I was also charging my cell phone, laptop, and flashlight at the time. Guess what color they were?) Almost running, I raced down to The Flock's suite, on the second floor. Mine was on the third. (Three is my favorite number)

I wonder if Iggy's back yet, I thought to myself. I hope he is… Without thinking, I flung open the door and walked in. Which of course, due to my luck meant running straight into Fang. "Oof!" I muttered as I hit my head on his rock-hard chest. Rubbing my forehead, I looked apologetically at him as Max came storming over. Fang did a little half-smirk at me, knowing that I was going to get it. I also knew that I was going to get it. I just didn't know what I did wrong.

Max glared at me. How nice. It was like, "Hello, Star- my lovely friend who just woke up and has done nothing to offend me. Now, wither under my death glare!" I sighed. What did I do now? Both fortunately and unfortunately for me, Max answered my unspoken question.

"Why did you buy Angel a truckload of beanie babies?" she demanded. Wait, what? I just stared at her in confusion.

"I didn't," I tried to tell her, but take it from me- if you try to prove your innocence at all when you're dealing with Max, she will totally ignore you. Max continued her little tirade.

"Do you realize that Angel is going to want to bring all of them? Like, everywhere we go?" Uh, yeah. I know that, which is why I didn't buy Angel any beanie babies. Duh. I rolled my eyes at Fang who had retreated into a corner of the room, still smirking at me. I shot him a look that said, "Does this happen a lot?" He silently nodded a yes. I sighed again. I'll spare you the details, but when Max finally stopped, I had to explain to her for the seventeenth time how I did not buy Angel beanie babies.

"Oh," she said. Then, she smiled a triumphant smile. I cocked me head in confusion. What was she talking about? Again, I got my answer a lot sooner than I expected.

"Iggy!" Max called. Because when in doubt, blame Iggy. I mean, who doesn't like blaming the blind guy? Now, normally Iggy would have been a great sport about it. However, now is not a good time for Max to harass Iggy about beanie babies? Wanna know why? It's because Star is a horrible person who ruins everyone's lives. That's why. But I digress. Basically what I'm trying to say here is that blaming Iggy is not a good idea right now.

Which, of course, meant that I had to stop her. I glared at Fang now, waiting for him to come and help me. He sighed and I took off as fast as I could, running after Max (who was on her way to Iggy's room) as fast as I could. Which I would say was pretty fast. Mr. Emotionless strolled along casually behind me, taking his time. He probably knew that it would annoy me. And as much as I hate to admit it, he was right. Stupid dark-haired bird-kid.

Still, I had other things to worry about, so decided to concentrate on running. It was right now that I was regretting my choice to have the hotel people give The Flock such a large suite. It was taking me forever (or so it seemed) to get to Iggy's room. But I've never had good time judgment, so it could have been only a minute or so.

Fang and I finally caught up to Max right before she was going to open the door to Iggy's room. I didn't even hesitate as I tackled her to the ground. Now, normally Max wouldn't even have budged, but she was completely taken by surprise- plus, I had spread out my wings right before the tackle, adding momentum to it. As Max recovered quickly, standing up before I would have even thought about standing up, Fang grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her back with one hand and putting his other hand over her mouth. Max looked vehemently at us, like she was going to so kill us later. I didn't doubt her for a second.

Together, we managed to drag Max away from Iggy's room and into her room. Don't ask me how we did it- it was like a miracle. Somehow, Max had stopped struggling for a few seconds which was good enough for Fang. In those few seconds, he had gotten an iron grip on her and shoved her into the room, locking the door behind us. Max fell on top of her bed, got up quickly, then stood up and kneed Fang in the… um, well basically, where the sun doesn't shine. Yeah. So Fang, being Fang did not double over in pain like most guys would do. He just winced, and said "ouch". Max glared menacing at me, daring me to try something. I hated how she was taller than me. I hated how everyone here over the age of twelve was taller than me. I grimaced at her.

Fang, already over his injuries was now looking at the palm of his hand, where you could very clearly see Max's teeth marks. "Sheesh," he muttered, marveling at how deep the bites were. Blood was starting to come out of his hand, and that was when I freaked out.

So, you probably don't know this about me, but I hate the sight of blood. I can't stand it. I bit my lower lip to keep from screaming, and covered my ears with my hands, squeezing my eyes shut. Well, that was what should have happened. Instead, Max demanded to know what was going on while I just weakly stared at Fang's blood. I closed my eyes, and told her about what had happened.

"So Max, you know how um… well, you see…" I tried to explain, but Fang saved me, telling her for me.

"Star wouldn't admit that she has a crush on Iggy, so he's sitting in a tree, confused."

I stared at Fang in mortification. He had basically summed everything up in one sentence. Wait. I didn't admit that. No. "No!" I screamed, covering up my blushing face with my hands. Crap. Blushing?? Wait a minute. How did Fang know…?

"Angel," he simply stated, going back to one-word answers again. Well, that made it even worse. A freaking six-year-old knew about the horrible things I had done to poor Iggy. I wanted to go bang my head on the wall right there and then, but had to refrain as Max looked at me suspiciously. And then, I had to tell her the whole story. Leaving not even one embarrassing detail out. The worst five minutes of my life. Well, in this world at least.

After that, I somehow managed to convince Fang (psh, more like begged) to go wash the cuts on his hand. I don't know why he had reluctantly said "whatever", but I had gratefully bandaged his hand up for him. Stupid blood. When we had come back from the bathroom (which smelled like rubbing alcohol now), Max was still trying to comprehend it.

"So let me get this straight…" she began. Max was probably going to summarize what I had told her, if not for Nudge and Angel. At that moment, Nudge had happily bounced in, dragging a sheepish Angel behind her. "Sorry," Angel mouthed at me, as Nudge started babbling about her favorite subject- drama.

"Like, OMG!" she started. "So you're saying that Iggy liked Star, and he thought that Star liked him back, and she did except for she wouldn't admit it to anyone, especially not to herself, and then she accidentally told him that she didn't like him, so he was sad and then Star felt bad and she went to find him and told him that she did like him, but he wouldn't listen to her, and now he's still out there somewhere, thinking that Star doesn't like him?" Nudge took a deep breath as she finished her very long question.

Nudge had just summarized it in one long question. And the worst part was, I was forced to nod. Which got her started again.

"Oh, that's too bad, 'cause you know it would be great if you guys went out together, and ooh- you and Iggy could double date with Max and Fang, 'cause Angel says that they really really like each other, and it would be so cute if that happened, but it won't because you guys have problems admitting your feelings for each other, even though it would make everything easier." After Nudge finished, everyone in the room had their mouths wide open. Max was blushing like crazy, Fang looked like he wanted to hurt Nudge, and Angel was looking at Nudge in horror. I have no idea what I was doing right there and then, I was so dazed at Nudge's long speech.

Then, Nudge realized what she had just done. "Oh. Oops," she said, trying to smile placatingly at us, backing away from the three furious bird-kids.

"Nudge…" they all said, advancing towards her.

"Oh, look at the time- gotta go!" Nudge took off faster than I've seen anyone run in my life, as Angel, Max, and Fang raced after her, all threatening her with various things.

I sighed as I watched them go. Feeling left out, I decided to go to the balcony and get some fresh air. I inhaled deeply once I stepped outside. Leaning on the railing, I sigh again. Looking down at the people below, I wonder how their life is. Better than mine, probably…