I decided to show Fang to my dad first, because if he was okay with us being together, I was positive my mom would. We walked into my dad's office, where he was working on his computer. When he saw us, he immediately saved his work, stood up, and walked to the other side of his desk.

"So who is this?" my dad asked me.

"My boyfriend, Fang."

Dad's eyes drifted over to Fang and remained there. "Why haven't you told me about him before, Maximum?"

"We got together fifteen minutes ago."

"Ah. So Fang, first off, what is your surname?"

"Walker, sir."

"Your age?"

"Eighteen."

"Do you have a history of dating numerous girls without commitment?"

"No, sir. Your daughter can attest to the fact that I'm very selective with my girlfriends and respect their feelings."

"What are your academic accomplishments thus far, Mr. Walker?"

"I have a perfect four-point-oh grade point average to this point. I've gotten accepted into Stanford with a scholarship, sir. I'm staying here in Arizona so I can be with your daughter." My mouth dropped open. Fang got into one of the best schools in the country, and he was staying behind for me?

My dad looked impressed. "Your criminal record?"

"Besides one unwarranted detention? Completely clean." I could tell Fang was getting slightly annoyed with my dad's background check, but I knew he was answering them for my sake. He didn't want to come across as rude and disrespectful towards authority to my dad, or else he'd have second thoughts about letting Fang date me.

"Do you have a job?"

"I work at a coffee shop right now, but I reckon I'll have no trouble finding a good career in the computer field once Max and I are done with college."

My dad looked Fang up and down, and looked to me. "Well, then, as long as you're both happy, I think you'd be perfect for my daughter."

"Yes! Thanks, dad!" I exclaimed, leaping forward to hug him. He awkwardly patted my back as my hopes were confirmed. Fang was mine, hopefully forever.

I pulled out of his embrace and took Fang's hand. As my dad went back to his computer, I led Fang to the living room and sat down beside him on the couch. "Did you really get into Stanford?"

"What, you thought I lied to your dad? Yeah, I did get into Stanford."

"And you're staying behind?"

He grinned. "Well, I assume you're going to ASU, and there's no way I'm leaving you behind."

"I love you, Fang."

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

Fang raised his eyebrows. "Are you kidding? I-"

"Fang?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up and kiss me," I said, smirking.

And he did.

Picturing the legendary Fang Walker with a mundane, uncool girl like me was so difficult, our classmates were beyond surprised when they saw our intertwined hands as we walked down the hallway. I felt like hundreds of people were looking at me with various degrees of hate, envy, and shock. I was too happy to feel proud. Ever since I read Fang's letter, I'd been living on Cloud Nine. I never wanted to come down.

Over the months, our relationship remained steady as I became better friends with Iggy and Gazzy. Whenever I wasn't alone with Fang, Ella, Nudge, Gazzy, Iggy, Fang, and I hung out together. We had to enforce a no-PDA rule to keep everyone sane. Ella and Iggy felt no shame in making out in public. Fang and I, however, had the restraint to wait until we were behind closed doors.

Sorry about the super short chapter. I'll make up for it next chapter, though. You guys won't hate me for too long, I hope.