Okaaaaaay, so I have headache and am just sitting in my bed, about to pass out, but I'm gonna write anyway. So SORRY IF IT'S CRAP!

BUT I HAVE ONE MORE THIING TO SAY!!!! I was looking through all my old reviews of this story and I found one that I guess I missed or didn't get at the time. So I guess I REALLY REALLY want to thank Otters rule the world!!!! CUZ THEY AWARDED ME THE 'NEW NUDGE NAME' AWARD!! I don't have any idea about awards and contests but THANK YOU ANYWAY!!!!!

Max's POV:

The rest of the day Sam was less stalkerish but much more affectionate. You win some, you lose some.

For some reason the day zipped by and nothing exactly exciting happened. It wasn't until the next day after school that something worth-while telling you took place.

So I was sitting in my living room watching 'That 70's Show' with Ella and my mom when the doorbell rang its little tune.

"Ella, go get it," my mom ordered without taking her eyes from the show.

"No," she replied indignantly. "Max can get it," she made Bambi Eyes at me. Shielding myself from their power, I threw a pillow at her.

"Lazy butt! No way," I snapped and whipped my head back to the TV where Hyde was talking with Kelso. My two favorite characters.

"Well, I'm not getting the door!" Ella crossed her arms. "See- my arms are crossed!"

I pretended to be sympathetic and said "Ella, it's okay to be insecure about your boobs, you'll fill out eventually!" I gestured to her crossed arms and her face colored ten different shades of red.

"I'm. Not. Going." she ground out, attempting to ignore my last comment but letting it get to her anyway. She stamped her foot from where she was sitting.

"Mom," I began seriously. "Did you see that? She stomped on the ground. She's sticking to the cause."

"Max! SHUT UP!"

"NO I WON'T-" my mom cut us off when the doorbell rang for the second time.

"I'LL GET IT!" she finally screamed and bolted to the door. Hopping up, just to annoy my mom, I followed her.

Immediately as my mom opened the door, something was flung right at her. I heard her stifle a shriek. The something- or rather, someone- began talking.

"Max! You got taller! And you smell different!" It was Iggy. I mean- of course, who else? My mom looked absolutely terrified. I snickered.

Ignoring me, Iggy was still hugging my mom, thinking it was me, and then just adding more weirdness to this situation, he started stroking her hair. I began cracking up. "Max! You feel different too!" Okay, I know that sounded weird, but it's really not. Iggy can tell us apart from our feels or that's what Nudge told me.

But my mom didn't know any of that she pretty much exploded. "WHAT?!" Iggy jumped for a second, but didn't let go. Grinning, I think he finally realized it wasn't my voice or me. He leaped back and clasped his hands behind his back. And that's when I saw that Gazzy and Angel were there too. Both of them holding their sides, laughing.

"Hi Iggy." I mumbled from the corner. And he flushed, totally and utterly confused and embarrassed.

He began rocking on his heels, and muttered a single "Hello Dr. Martinez. Uh, nice to meet…. you." his voice rose ten octaves higher at the end for some reason. And yet, my mom stood there in front of his, spitting in anger.

Pointing toward the door angrily, her hand shaking, she didn't say one word. Iggy didn't move, not knowing what was happening.

You know that vein in your parents neck when their angry? The little bulging one? Maybe you called him Fabio or what not, but now my mom's was threatening to jump out of her neck and hitch-hike all the way to Djibouti (pronounced Ja-BOOTY- heehee)

She pointed again, now her whole body quivering in rage. He still didn't move. I giggled and my mom looked at me in fury.

"Mom," I began cautiously. "Uh, this is Iggy- and Gazzy and Angel- but they're my friends from school. Iggy's blind." I added lastly.

"Oh." my mom dropped her hand and just stared at Iggy for a few seconds. Feeling her gaze on him, he started shifting uncomfortably. "Well, when you put it that way…" Mom said gently. "Then… OUT!" she shrieked.

Iggy, being the smart cookie he was, turned tail immediately and darted out the door. Gazzy followed him out after saying goodbye to my mom. Angel stayed behind though, looking expectantly at me. Laughing, I walked over to my mom.

"Mom- I think I'm gonna go and hang out with them!" I told her. She looked about to disagree, but I quickly stated. "And if Iggy's gets weird, I just punch him in the nose and run as fast as possible!" She looked slightly reassured but kissed me on the cheek.

"Be back by ten!" she called after me. And I ran through the door with Angel beside me.

***

"So… where're we going?" we were all piled in Gazzy's Jeep again.

I was leaning on the back of Gazzy's seat with Angel next to me, leaning on Iggy's.

"Yeah- why'd you guys kidnap me from my house?" I teased.

"We didn't kidnap you! You came willingly!" Gazzy laughed.

"Fine- but why did Iggy attack my mother?" I asked in a mocking tone before turning to a beet-red Iggy.

"Shut up or we won't tell you where we're going!" Iggy snarled.

"Okaaaaay- so where are we going?"

"Oh- you'll find out!"

I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED!!! AND THAT THIS IS SO SHORT!!! School's back on and I'm totally consumed with my own crap! I'M SORRY!! SORRY IF IT SUCKED!!! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!!!!