Chapter 13

Did you people really like the last chappie? I seriously hated it but I needed a transition. Check out my other stories, and BTW do any GUYS read this? Tell me if you do, boys. Also, I swear a bit more than usual in this chapter. So, sorry, I guess, even though I'm really not. And sorry about the wait!

"Here I am!" yelled Nelly, sliding into the room on her socks and taking off her PacSun sunglasses in one hand.

"Hey. Spotlight stealer. Move your ass," called Juliette.

"Aah!" shrieked Nelly as she fell face first onto the ground. Juliette stepped delicately over her and put one hand on her hip and the other straight up in the air.

"I'm here and ready to party!" she grinned.

"Yeah, um, okay then," I smiled," Let's do this."

Which meant a series of random party games.

"Let's play Truth or Dare! Someone get Nudge," said Ella excitedly. Juliette started to get up but Nelly waved her back down.

"I'll handle this," she said wisely. We waited.

"NUDGE! WE'RE PLAYING TRUTH OR DARE! GET IN HERE!"

The three of us flinched and covered our ears.

Nudge appeared in the doorway, her hair windblown. I didn't ask.

"Hey what's up so you're playing Truth or Dare huh I want to play can I go first?" she said in one breath.

"Sure-"

"Okay great close the door cool Max truth or dare?" she cut me off.

Me? I paused. "Truth," I decided.

"Truth? Um… oh! Have you always loved Fang? Like, always?"

I blinked at her in surprise.

"Um… I guess. I only realized it a few months ago," I answered honestly.

"It's your turn, Max," said Nelly.

"Oh." Well, crud. What was I supposed to ask?

"Get Ella," whispered Nelly mischievously.

"Okay, Ella, Truth or Dare," I sighed.

"Dare!"

Okay, Max, time to get creative. What did Ella hate? She's kinda shy, I thought. Hmm…

"Nudge, come here," I said.

"Ooh, a secret," she grinned.

"Go get Iggy," I muttered in her ear. She nodded gleefully and sprang up. Just as she opened the door, I heard a loud thunk. It left my mind as soon as she ran back in tugging Iggy by the hand.

"Kiss," I said firmly.

"What?" asked Ella incredulously.

Iggy raised his eyebrows at me.

"You heard her. Make out with him," Nelly gestured to Iggy impatiently.

Ella, blushing, stepped forward. I watched her put her arms around his neck and close her eyes.

They put their lips together lightly and Ella started to pull away.

I nodded to Nudge and she pushed Ella forward. My sister stumbled slightly and froze when her lips met Iggy's again.

And then they were kissing intensely like there was no one else in the room. Ella, gasping and sounding hilarious, pulled away with her hands still twined in his hair.

Iggy started to step back. I tripped him. They fell together and rolled across the sleeping bags, and then made out until Nudge slapped Iggy upside the head. He grinned and pulled away.

"You guys have got to be kidding me," Ella said once he was gone.

"I told you, El, you made out for nine minutes straight," Nelly grinned.

"Oh, my gosh," she sighed.

"All right, your turn," I said.

"Umm, okay… Nelly. Truth or da-"

"Dare," Nelly said immediately.

I knew Ella was going to do something evil. And my sister can be very evil when she wants to be.

Ella took Nelly's bag and looked through for something. Grinning, she held up a colorful polka-dot bra.

"Oh shit," muttered Juliette.

"Put it on over your clo-"

I heard a little bump and someone exhaled sharply.

"Shh," I hissed. Everyone shut up. I tiptoed over to the window and barely peeked out.

"What is it?" breathed Nudge.

"The boys," I said through my teeth.

"What?" Ella gasped.

I started to unlatch the glass.

"Wait," Juliette whispered. I looked impatiently at her. "Let's prank them."

I'd rather whoop both their asses but…

"Vote?" asked Nelly.

"Oh, shut up, let's just prank them," I said.

We put our heads together in a little circle and formed a plan.

I got up and opened my closet door. Then I pushed all of my clothes to the sides and looked at the picture on the very back of the wall.

"Nudge, could you take the lamp off of my table and turn it upside down?" I asked. Nudge shrugged and did as I asked.

I walked over and stuck a fingernail between where the bottom panel of wood and the side of it met, and pried it open.

"Max!" gasped Ella as a square panel of oak fell to the ground.

I ignored her and reached inside the hidden compartment. Trust me, it gets cooler. I took out three packs of gel and an electric screwdriver and flipped it closed.

The four of them watched me with wide eyes.

I unscrewed the frame and… there it was.

You know those thumbprint scanners on laptops that you can use instead of a password? It was basically one of those, except you needed to put a pack of gel over it to get the shape of your thumb, and then another for your toe.

I did the first two and then reached up and snipped off a bit of one strand of hair with my nails. I pressed it into the gel and there was a clicking sound.

Four cracks seemed to appear in a square around the scanner and it swung down.

Password? Scrolled across a screen. I whipped on gloves (yes I've seen National Treasure) and typed it in.

"What. The. Fuck." (A/N Oh Ella. BTW do any boys read this? I must ask again!)

"I know, Ella," I grinned as the wall slid open to reveal the place where I kept all my most valuable stuff.

The documents from Itex with information on our parents, six cans of spray-paint, one little metal box, a few other random little childhood items and… a photo. It was of Fang, smiling.

I grabbed the cans and quickly locked up.

"Let's do this," I said, handing out spray-paint. Ella, Nudge, Nelly, and Juliette walked sneakily out. I stayed behind just long enough to wipe the tears from my eyes.

"Okay," I muttered," Nelly, you take the bathroom. Juliette, Nudge, there's glue in that cupboard. You know what to do. Ella, follow me."

"All right, you find Iggy's stuff. I got Fang," I said as we reached Iggy's door.

"'Kay," shrugged Ella, ducking in. I walked across the hall into Fang's room.

I opened up his closet door and would have screamed if something weren't building up in my throat.

"Fang," I choked out. I needed to kiss him. Needed it.

I backed away.

"You want to kiss me, you're just… you," he shook his head. I think that meant stubborn.

I stumbled over something and fell flat on my back on his bed.

Okay, it was time to get rid of these motherfucking heels. Seriously. Before I tripped and fell into, like, a volcano or something.

I rolled over and sat up with my knees pulled up to my chin.

"Smooth," Mr. One-word-answers commented. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"You're such a child," he rolled his eyes. I forced myself not to laugh. A tiny smile forced its way out. Curse him.

He snickered and sat down next to me.

"Your friends are looking for you," he sighed. How come he was doing all the talking?

"Yeah," I agreed," Bye!" and sprayed the front of his shirt baby blue. I jumped up and tried to escape. He hooked his finger through my belt loop and tugged.

"Now you've done it," Fang shook his head, standing and backing me up against the wall.

"No…" I barely managed, but my heart wasn't in it.

"No?" Fang took a step back from me.

"You're so unfair!" I muttered, grabbing a handful of the front of his shirt. He grinned and… I pulled him forward and made out with him. (A/N I'm watching Failure to Launch, great movie, and the people just made out. It looks just like Max and Fang. Check it out.)

When I was kissing him, my thoughts sort of went like: Oh my god why haven't I done this before shit you have a six pack how hot is that and I'm not even cold even though I'm against the freezing wall because you're so close shit you're close wait why are you pulling away-right breathing I knew that.

And then when we put our foreheads together, they were more: Ah, fuck.

I kissed him. And it was awesome. Okay, beyond awesome, it was, like, yummmmmmmmmmmm.

"I told you so," Fang whispered, still grinning.

"Oh, shut up," I rolled my eyes, bringing my hand up slightly from behind his neck to slap him.

Fang, the idiot, the hot, sexy- FOCUS -um, the idiot pulled away. He turned with his hands in his pockets and walked away.

The fuck?

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I sank down against the door and sighed.

"I take it you found Fang?" Juliette asked from where she was laying on Ella's bed, looking over her boobs at me and fighting a smile.

"Oh, she did more than that," Nelly snickered.

"Shut up," I muttered, smiling, and collapsed onto the ground, "God I'm exhausted."

"Well, too bad, 'cause I invited the guys to come play Spin the Bottle," Ella said.

"Really? That's awesome. Oooh, sorry Max, but Spin the Bottle is sooo fun! I'll just watch, but still!" Nudge squealed, clapping her hands together delightedly. Geez.

"You what?" I said just as Iggy popped in.

"Hm, I see it's a bad time," he grinned, "Come on, Fang!"

They came in and sat down.

Ella immediately snuggled into Iggy's side. He put an arm around her and leaned his head back. The rest of us formed a circle around them.

Nudge tossed me an empty bottle.

I glanced at her and took the first spin. It went around and around… and pointed at me again.

"Again," commanded Nelly. I rolled my eyes and twirled the bottle. Me. I frowned.

"Someone else go," I sighed after another spin on myself.

Fang took the bottle from my hands wordlessly and twirled it around. It got himself. He went again.

Nelly.

I didn't blink, and not just because I couldn't. Nudge got up and dragged Nelly into the closet and waited impatiently for Fang. He got up slowly and followed.

I tried not to choke on my own spit.

Nudge shut the door and we looked at the clock.

Two minutes went by.

Juliette nodded and Nudge swung the door open.

My boyfriend was making out with one of my best friends.

Nelly opened her eyes, saw me, and jumped out.

There was and awkward silence and then Ella took the bottle and twirled it.

I knew what was going to happen before it did. She took Iggy's hand and stood up. I wasn't jealous. Nope.

Nudge rolled her eyes and closed the door on them.

Juliette muttered something like, 'Three times in one day,' under her breath.

I bit my lip as two minutes went by. Nudge started to open the door. It was stuck. She jiggled the knob and turned.

"Okay, they locked it. I guess the game's over. Oh, well, we can do something else. But you have to go," she pointed at Fang.

"Your lip's bleeding," Fang nodded to me as he got up.

I ran the tip of my tongue along my lower lip self-consciously.

He glanced at me then he was gone.

I tried not to pout. Nelly looked up at me.

"I'm sorry Max," she said quietly. I held my arms out. She got up and flying-pounce-hugged me.

"All right," I sighed.

Fang POV, cause the chapter's not good enough

Max. I watched her face as Nudge announced the game was over. She was biting her lip like she did when she didn't want you to know how she felt.

Someone was jealous.

"Your lip's bleeding," I nodded to Max as I got up.

She ran the tip of her tongue along the cut, unintentionally looking like the hottest thing in the world. Holy fuck.

I didn't melt like I would have a few years ago. Practice.

I couldn't help glancing at her before I was out the door.

The chick was killing me.