Hey ppl! I have a gift for you…. A new chappie! *crowd cheers like crazy*

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! So….. Recap! Max just got back from her date with Josh and is as happy as can be! Until Angel spills the beans on Fang's 'relationship' with Maggie. *crowd gasps* Yeah. *singing* FANG IS GONNA DIE!

I'm so so so so so so SO sorry for not updating in like, forever! It's been really annoying! I've been dying to update but life and school get in the fricken way. O if the chappies updating times get farther and farther apart, bear with me. I'm trying!

So, for now, kick back, munch on these fabulous Halloween cookies, (they look like pumpkins) and enjoy the chappie.

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'They aren't dating'. Who knew those three little words would rock my world. My knees felt weak, but not the same way they had when Josh had kissed me. Oh, that feeling was looong gone. Angel looked at me, uncertain.

"Max?" she asked slipping down from her bed and walked slowly toward me. "Max. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you, it was-."

"No honey," I mumbled, blindly putting my hand on her head. "You did the right thing." She looked at me uncertainly; her eyes had that hard look she usually got when she reads minds. I'm not sure what she heard, but she nodded. "Come on, Ang. Get to bed."

After I made sure she was comfortable, I turned off the little Tinkerbelle lamp next to her bed. I crept slowly out of the room, but before I closed the door, a thought struck me. Why were they pretending to date? I opened my mouth to voice my question when Angel's voice came from the clump curled up on the bed.

"For you Max. Fang wanted to make you jealous."

"Oh. You told her?" a voice said from by my ankle. I watched in astonishment as Total trotted into the room and hopped up onto the bed.

"You knew?"

"Of course. Now, can you go now? This pup needs his beauty sleep."

I shut the door quietly and dashed to my room. I closed the door and sank onto my bed. I was fuming, hysterical even. I blame these freakin' teen hormones. So, instead of screaming it to the world, as I have seen Ella done countless time, not something you want to see, I picked up the phone in my room, I had a feeling that they were still talking, and hit send. My gut is never wrong.

"And all I'm saying is that it didn't work. Max really likes this Josh guy. I can't do this anymore, Mags. It's driving me crazy." Fang's voice was soft and calm, the way it was when the hard mask came down, when he opens up. I felt something tug at my heart.

"I know," Maggie whispered. "It's the same for me too. I didn't want to hurt her. And all we succeeded in doing was pushing her to Josh." She took a ragged breath, her voice thick as though she had been crying. "But, I need him Fang. Just, please, give me five days. Just five days. Please."

After a moment's hesitation, I heard Fang sigh. "Five days. That's it. He said sternly, but his voice was gentle, as though he were speaking to Angel, not Maggie.

"Thank you Fang. So much. I need to go; my mom is going to kill me when she sees her bill."

"Mrs. Martinez too." Fang chuckled. "See you at the football game tomorrow night?"

"Defiantly." I heard the click notifying me they had hung up. I sat there for who know how long, my thoughts spinning in my head, random questions surfacing.

Why had Fang lied to me? He never lies to me.

What had caused Fang to come up with such a horrid plan? Was he that desperate? Had I pushed him away one too many times?

Why had Maggie agreed to this?

And who was she doing this for?

But the one that kept recurring was: How do I get back at him?

Suddenly the door swung open. I jumped up, dropping the phone and assuming battle stance.

"Chill! It's me!" Ella cried rushing into our room. She grabbed a bag and began throwing random articles of clothing into it.

"What's the rush?" I said, ducking as she flung a skirt toward my bed.

"I totally forgot I had to go to Lauren's place tonight!" Her words came out in a rush, but I had no trouble catching them. "Our evil World History teacher gave us a project and its due Monday! So Lauren, Sarah, Jordan, Maggie and I said we'd meet tonight to work on it! They are going to kill me!" She had finished packing and turned to me. "I'm staying the night and one of Mom's patients at the office went into labor. It's supposed to be a large litter of kittens, so she will be a while. You, Fang and Iggy can handle the others, right? They're already in bed so it'll be easier for-"I slapped my hand over her mouth.

"You." I said. Have been hanging out with Nudge way too much." I let my hand fall. "Go. I've got it here." She nodded and dashed out the door, pulling her phone out of her pocket, her bag flying behind her.

"I'll be there in ten." Her voice echoed down the hall. Smiling, I sat down on the bed. Only to jump up again. That's it! Sarah, Ella, Maggie and Jordan were all at Lauren's place. That meant two people were free tonight. Two evil masterminds. Perfect.

I grabbed my LG Dare and grinning evil, sent a quick text.

To: Tweedle_Dee (A/N: Emily)

Epic_Failure (A/N: Kate)

From: To_the_Max

Hey guys, r U doing anything 2nite? I need Ur evil minds……

To: To_the_Max

From: Tweedle_Dee

Devious planning? I'm in!

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To: To_the_Max

From: Epic_Failure

Give me 5 mins and I'll b there.

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Emily's POV

I arrived at Max's house and all the lights were out. Hmmm…. I stroked my chin. What's going on? I kicked down the front door and pointed my finger gun around the room to check that the coast was clear. It was.

"Max!" I called in to the 'empty' house. "Maxy? Where ar- Mmmph!" I tried to screech, but the hand clamped over my mouth wouldn't let me. I struggled against the grip of my attacker, but it was no use. They were too strong.

"Emily! Shut up!" I was relieved to be greeted my Max instead of the zombie like I had anticipated. "Meet me up in my room." She hissed, releasing me.

"Uh-sure? But-"

"Go!" Shrugging, I made my way upstairs, shifting the bag on my shoulder. I had brought the essentials: clothing, magazine full of Jonas brothers to doodle on, silly string, toilet paper, and of course, hot pink duct tape; in case Max had changed her mind about trashing Tina's place. Stupid overly-preppy cheerleader. No sooner had I reached Max's door, I heard the door open.

"Hey Max. Wha-. Mmmph!" Kate's muffled screamed echoed through the hall. There was a short silence before I heard someone creep up the steps and I slipped into Max's room, prepared to jump Kate. I saw a flicker of movement in the shadows. The figure moved into the light and I saw she had her hair pulled back into a high ponytail and that she was wearing a get-up worthy of Fang, which was a black turtleneck and black skinny jeans. Who wears that in Arizona? In the middle of September? Dummy.

Anyway, she crept down the hall, finger gun at the ready, humming 'Mission Impossible'. Max came up behind her, looking annoyed.

"You done yet?"

"Not yet." Kate whispered. She dropped to her knees and rolled down the hall, crashing into a side table leg. The table teetered and the vase on top of it fell. Max, being the awesome avian American she is, lunged forward and caught the glass before it hit its target, Kate's face.

"Now I'm done." She squeaked. Rolling her eyes, Max replaced the vase, pulled Kate up and ushered her into the room.

"Nice, James Bond." I murmured as she passed. She stuck her tongue out at me. Yeah, totally high school material. Not. Max shut the door and walked across the room and shut the open window. "So, what's up?" I inquired, plopping down on Ella's empty bed. Kate sat on Max's cluttered desk.

"Yeah. If you need our services," she gestured to herself and Emily. "Then something bad must have happened." Max, who still had her back to us, hesitated, as if unsure to confide in us. Finally, she sighed, dejected.

"Yeah, I guess." Kate clapped her hands. The sharp sound made my jump.

"I'd knew you'd come to your senses!" she reached for her backpack. "So, I brought some shaving cream and duct tape, neon of course, and….and…." She was ruffling around in the maroon bag. "Oh! You're gonna love this! I brought-" Once again, a hand clamped over her mouth. This time it was mine.

"My God! You are worse the Nudge!"

"What are you talking about?" Max had turned around and was looking at Kate, confused.

"Tina. That's what you need us for, right?" When Max shook her head, we blinked, taken aback. "Who are you talking about?"

"Fang."

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If I were Fang, I'd be afraid. VERY afraid!!!! Hope u enjoyed! And I'm going to say sorry in advanced incase I don't update soon!! I have more treats! So, Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)