WARNING: this is a really short chapter because I'm really not suppose to be on my computer. So basically, I got a concussion during in the first five minutes of my first game of the out-of-town soccer tournament. Two girls decided to sandwich me when I stole the ball from them because I'm that good (wink, wink). One girl swept my feet out from under me while the other one pushed me to the ground. I don't remember getting hit, but that's what my teammates told me. They also said I started seizing and that the paramedics had to put a neck brace on me and put me on a stretcher…Yeah, it was scary, but now I can't look at a computer screen for too long or I start getting major headaches. So that also means I won't be able to update for a while, but when I'm feeling better I'll try and update a lot. So enjoy the short chappie!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride

MPOV

POLP! I just totally body slammed my comfy bed. No big deal...Anyways, I sat up and searched my bed for the thing I came over here for.

Now, why did I come over here? Ugh, I hate when you use what little energy you have to do something and you can't even remember what that something is. Frustrating, that's what it is, my friends.

AHA! I spotted my laptop on my nightstand. That's right, I had to work on my project. I grabbed my laptop with two hands because experience has taught me to not try to show off and use one hand. I'm so sorry Wilbert…Yeah, I name my laptops, so what? This one is Patricia and she's still going strong.

Enough about Patricia, I fired up my laptop and started to get a beat going in my head. La, La, La, La.

I was really getting somewhere when my phone started to ring. I looked down at the caller ID to see it was Lissa.

"Hey," I answered, turning down the beat I was working on.

"Maxi! What you up to?" Lissa screeched on the other end.

"I'm working on my project. Why?"

Lissa let out a stubborn huff before continuing, "I wanted to have lunch with you, party pooper," she whined into the phone.

Party pooper? It's just lunch… "I wish I could, but I barley even started this and it's a pretty big chunk of my grade," I told her sternly as I heard a knock at the door.

I heaved myself off my cozy bed and walked over to the door. I opened it to see Fang leaned against the doorframe with a crooked smile on his face. I couldn't help, but smile back.

I would've just stood there and smiled if Lissa hadn't pulled me out of my trance, "I think you can skip one day. We never hang out anymore!"

Fang looked at me confused. He opened his mouth to say something before I smacked my free hand over his mouth with lightning speed, if I do say so myself.

"I'm sorry, Lissa," I said her name a little louder. Fang's face changed to realization as he pieced together that I was talking to his pre-fiancé. *Shiver* "How about tomorrow? I'm free for a late lunch," I compromised.

"Ugh, whatever. I think I can, but I don't know," Lissa groaned into the phone.

I wasn't too worried because she always did this. She acts like she has a busy schedule when we both know that she doesn't have that many friends at school.

I made my way back to my bed and resumed my position in front of my laptop. "Well, I'm all yours at two o'clock, so where do you want to go?" I asked as I continued to work on my beats.

"We could get pizza, burgers, Mexican foods,…" Lissa rambled on.

I was about to stop her when a fifty ton bolder landed on my back. My breath left in a whoosh.

"Max! Oh my gosh! What happened? Are you getting robbed? Holy shit, you're getting robbed and I don't know what to do!" Lissa rambled, hysterically on the phone.

I looked over my shoulder to see Fang laying on my back with a satisfied smirk on his face. I glared at him, which only made his smirk more defined. He propped himself up on his elbows on either side of me and watched me as I talked on the phone.

I elbowed Fang in the side before attempting to calm Lissa down, "No, no, I'm fine. Just someone knocked the wind out of me," I said, looking over my shoulder at Fang again.

Fang, being the stupid person he is, decided to try distract me while I was on the phone with LISSA! His lower half of his body was pressed up against my back; which was radiating heat. He shifted all his weight on one elbow and used his free hand to play with a lock of my hair.

"Don't call the cops, Lissa. Okay?" I said in a stern, but reassuring voice.

I could hear her hyperventilating and waited for her to catch her breath. I just pray she's not in public or else she might have made a complete fool out of herself.

I listened for her breathing to slow while Fang continued to play with my hair. He brushed all my hair to one side; much like he did the night of our first 'date'. Just like that night, he started to kiss up and down my neck; leaving a tingling feeling where his lips were.

Against my will, I relaxed underneath him. My eyes fluttered closed and I focused on the feel of Fangs lips against my neck. I sighed in contentment and felt Fang smirk in return.

"Max!" Lissa screamed into the phone.

I winced away from the phone and shook my head a couple of times to clear my head. "Yeah, I'm here," I said a little breathless.

"You, like, totally ignored my question. What is up with you?"

"Sorry, what was your question?" I asked, ignoring her question.

"I said," she continued, over exaggerating her agitation, "Who was that?"

I froze, my breath leaving me again, but this time for a different reason. I smacked Fang's hand away that was stroking my side and occasionally lifting my shirt an inch. "It was just…Angel. Yeah, she just jumped on my back. You know how she is," I rambled.

Fang grunted when I smacked his hand and immediately returned it to my side, but not to rub my side anymore. Instead, the genius decides to start tickling me in my most vulnerable spot. I started to burst out in hysterical fits of laughter. I tried to smack his hand away again, but he would just dodge me and go back to tickling me.

"Oookay…" she said little confused by my sudden bursts of laughter, "Well, I guess I'll meet you at your apartment tomorrow,"

"Ok…Bye, Lissa…" I said in between laughs. Before she could respond, I hung up the phone and tossed by my pillows.

I grabbed Fang's hand, which was tickling me, and turned so I was lying on my back and looking up at Fang. I regained my composure and took a breath.

Fang's hair was in front of his face and he was full blown out smiling. He still had his weight on his elbow and I laced my fingers through his hand that I had snatched up.

"How many Twinkies did you eat today, fatty." I asked Fang as I pinched his side.

He rolled his eyes at me and decided to ignore my question; probably doesn't have a good comeback. MWHAHAHA! Back to reality…

"You busy?" he asked instead.

"I have to work on my project," I nodded toward my open laptop above my head.

"Hmmm," he grunted, deep in thought, "Not anymore," Then he reached above my head and slowly closed my laptop.

"Careful with Patricia," I blurted out as he slid my laptop by my phone.

He gave me that look that said What the hell are you talking about? which I have become all too familiar with.

"What happen to Gilbert?" he said, chuckling.

"His name was Wilbert and I don't want to talk about it," I said with fake hurt.

He smirked and leaned down to kiss me. "I missed you," he whispered against my lips.

Now it was my turn to smirk. "What? No cheesy speech?" I asked, sarcastically.

Suddenly, Fang grabbed my waist and flipped us so I was laying on top of him now. "Smart ass," he replied.

I placed my knees on either side of his hips and set my hand on his chest. I brushed the hair away from his forehead and placed my lips on his again. I felt his tongue brush my bottom lip, begging for entrance, so I parted my lips and his tongue darted inside.

We laid on my bed for the next ten minutes just kissing and THAT'S IT! Just because we are kissing on a bed doesn't mean it's automatically leads to that. Jeez, you little pervs.

"You know that was Lissa on the phone?" I asked him when we broke apart.

"Really? I didn't know that's who you were talking to. I guess when you said LISSA, that should have tipped me off," he said with a shrug.

I took upon myself to smack his shoulder, not too lightly either. "Now who's being the smart ass?"

He chuckled before silencing me with his lips. Well, I can only say that I can never get tired of the way his lips felt against my own.

LPOV

I hung up the phone after Max so rudely dismissed me. No one dismisses me! I end the conversation, not the other way around.

"Who was Max talking to?"

I turned to the voice that was coming from my right side. "I don't know, Angel" I said looking at the curly blonde that was walking next to me. "But I'll be damned if I don't find out," I said with an evil smile as we walked out of class together.

"Well, we can call Nudge and ask if she can go to lunch with us," Angel said a little worriedly.

"Change of plans," I said, turning towards Angel, "I have some errands to run,"

She seemed to visibly relax, but I think that was just my imagination. Angel nodded and headed off to do whatever while I headed in the opposite direction.

It was only a ten minute walk to Max's apartment in these heels. A smile spread across my face as the anticipation of catching Max with her mystery man set in.

Sorry it isn't very long, but it seriously took me four days just to type this chapter. I hope it didn't disappoint. Review and give me your thoughts because I LOVE your feedback.

Peace Out!