Thanks for the reviews, guys! So, this chappie's going to have LOTS of POVs, specials, changing...I just had to have everyone's opinions!

Max POV

I got to the door before Maya, jus to irk her. She was half dressed in a skimpy dress that went halfway up her butt and was click-clacking in heels so high that she was almost my height. I opened to door to see Fang. Well, of course, I mean, who else would it be? Peter Pan coming to say, Hey! Let's be children forever? But, it was Fang. Dressed in his usual style-black black black, but somehow nicer in the same way. I couldn't help gasping slightly. Then, I realized the date was Maya's and crashed down to Earth. I had been acting strange all day. My mind was just whirling, conjuring up a huge storm. During the middle of the day, I felt like I had reached the eye, and now it was back at it again, flinging me around and around, recklessly as I lay there, helpless, confused. I hated that feeling.

I glanced at Fang, and then to Maya. I grinned. Fang was dressed pretty casually, while Maya was decked out to go to prom. Oh, this would be interesting.

Maya POV

Stupid Max got to the stupid door before me. Ugh. Whatever. I was standing at the door next to Max when I saw Fang. I heard Max gasp slightly. I grinned evilly. Someone was j-e-a-l-o-u-s!

But oh my gosh. What was he wearing? I mean, he looked completely hot and everything, but he was in like, not a tux. That meant no fancy dinner. Which also meant that my gold heels and dress were completely unnecessary. I saw Max recovering from realizing what a mistake she made, choosing that ugly bottle over Fang, and she managed to smirk. I rolled my eyes. I would make do with whatever sort of date Fang tossed my way.

I eagerly stepped out of the house. "Fangy!" I squealed, leaping into his arms. He jumped a little, but stayed where he was. I brushed some hair out of my face. "So, what are we doing?"

All he said was, "It's a surprise."

Really. It's a surprise? But whatever. He was hot, and that was all that mattered.

Max POV

What was I doing? I was standing in the doorway like an idiot. But I couldn't move. I just saw a vision playing back repeatedly in my head, Fang taking Maya's arm, gently saying, "Shall we go?"

Something about that struck a chord in my mind, and I kept trying to pinpoint what exactly it was. I was still pondering, stupidly staring at a brick in the distance going like, hohoho! That brick is two different colors! while trying to figure everything out.

Suddenly, Ella popped out of the bushes, two pairs of binoculars around her neck. Small leafy twigs stuck to her shirt and pants, but she didn't seem to care. She was so excited she was practically jumping in place.

"What are you doing?"

She grinned. "What do you think?" She handed me a pair of binoculars. "You and I, are doing some snooping!" I stared at her, but she rambled on. "See, I don't like this either, but I just know this date isn't going to end well. What better than to see it happen?"

When she saw me effortlessly imitating a codfish, she sighed. "Okay, Max, how's this. Wouldn't you like to see your sister in total humiliation?"

That did it. I took the binoculars. "Where'd they go?"

Ella smiled and pointed to the left. "Thatta way!"

"Wait, we're not doing anything stupid, right?"

"No way! Fang's just taking her out to dinner, so nothing crazy."

It was barely 10 minutes before she broke that promise.

Ella POV

Max is kind of mad at me. Well, she's all harumphing and kind of glaring at me. See, when Fang and Maya entered the restaurant, I realized that we couldn't go in without disguises. So, since I'm way shorter and it would look weird otherwise, I, um, kind of dressed us up?

What I'm saying is, I put Max in suit and stuck a mustache on her. And put a top hat on her head. She was all grumpy about it, grumbling that the mustache was itching her nose like crazy. I dressed in a below-the-knees red dress and some red pumps. I did my makeup so I would look older. But, the only flaw in our, well, my plan was my knees. Even though I had chosen a longer dress, I have really weird knees. They're all crooked and they buckle really easily and Fang can recognize them from a mile away. He used to call them donkey's knees, even though that made no sense whatsoever to me.

So, I was just about sweating my butt off, but we made it to the booths just fine. We ordered food, and glanced at Fang and Maya out of the corner of our eyes. Then, I decided to do something really, really stupid. I decided to scooch a little closer.

Maya POV

This restuarant didn't seem half bad. I mean, it had Moonshine all lit up in luminescent letters and when we went in, it was all soft music and woodenish tables. So, it was pretty romantic. Then I realized that there were these super, like, weirdo people beind us. Like, the guy was like, in a top hat. I mean, didn't like George Washington wear one of those? That is SO 1500's. But somehow, they seemed familiar.

I just held Fang's arm a little tighter. Apparently, Fang knew the people there. He was all like, "Hey!" and all that hot stuff that he does and the waitress led us to a table.

I decided to order before Fang. "Hm. I'll have some ice water with a slice of lemon on the side. The slice has to be a sliver, like, as in, 2 milli-something-whatever-that's-called? And, I want a Caesar salad, with non-fat organic dressing. And the croutons HAVE to be toasted for 6 minutes. No more, no less. The lettuce must be crisp. Not that soggy mess you get at most restaurants. Got it?"

The waitress nodded, and started to take Fang's order. "The usual?" she asked, winking at him.

"Yeah." He handed her his menu. I shot the waitress a death glare. How dare she try to sabotage my date?

I kept an eye on the weird couple from the door. They were staring at us, and looking really stalkerish. Suddenly, the girl got up from her seat.

Max POV

Oh, oh, oh. Ella! On a whim, she just decided to casually walk past them on the way back from the bathroom. I stared, wide eyed. It was just so awkward. Surely Maya or Fang would recognize her. She was sauntering across the room, walking all the way around the room to pass their table. I almost buried my head in my strange-smelling top hat when I saw Fang look up. And stare at her knees. Oh, dear lord of heavenly curtains and earmuffs and all other things that make people happy, NO! Ella had told me about her knees.

Fang's eyes switched from confused to recognition and in slow motion, he looked up. By now, Ella was hurriedly trying to walk away, forgetting that cool and casual demeanor she was trying to portray. Fang grabbed her hand, which seemed to be dripping sweat. "Ella?" He whispered.

Maya, however stupid she was, was putting all the pieces together. She whipped her head in my direction and glared right at me. I felt my face burn up as Fang realized who the weird mustached man was. How was I ever going to explain this?

Ok, ok. Don't get mad at me. I REALLY don't have time today to post the rest of this, but if I get enough reviews, I'll post it tomorrow! Review please? It gets pretty good!