MAX'S POV:

The rest of the day is spent talking with Cece and Iggy about the cake, keeping Iggy out of a lip-lock with Ella, and explaining to my mom why I was in Fang's room this morning. In other words, the most peaceful day ever.

"Not too much frosting, keep with the color theme, and other than that, do whatever."

"No flavor preference?" Iggy is shocked.

"No. We'll eat whatever you put in front of us, Ig." He still looks shocked.

"Iggy, pick your favorite or Ella's or something, because we honestly don't give a crap." Fang. Iggy looks hurt.

"Okay, you guys pick a flavor. We're done here." And we leave.

"So, you got scared of a movie and ran to his room."

"Yes, Mom, how many times do I have to explain."

"None. I just hope you are being responsible."

"Ella, Iggy is a sexist pig. Don't underestimate him."

"Max, I don't think I'll be sleeping with Iggy soon, since that is what you're suggesting."

"That's not at all what..."

"Yes it is. Just let it go. I know that he's like, your brother, but I like him, he likes me, and I think I'll survive."

"Ella, I've been to a beach with him. He wanted me to describe every girl within a 50-mile radius."

"I know. He told me. We tell each other everything."

"Well, when a hotter girl comes along and takes him away, don't say we didn't warn you."

"I'm not worried. He can't see hot girls, so I have no problem."

"Another movie tonight! Tonight, we will be watching Charlie's Angels and I expect no cat calls, no clapping, no sexist comments, and no bad words. Understood?" Nudge must really love these movies. I just hope that this movie doesn't scare me.

FANG'S POV:

It scared her again. That red-head chic got betrayed by a great guy, and now she's worried about me. I can see it in her eyes. The fact the girl was a red-head, and that her name was Dylan didn't help at all.

I decide to save a ton of time and just come into her room tonight.

Iggy is the one who wakes us up this morning.

"Pssst. Fang. You're a man, aren't you? So how come the only thing going on in this bed is sleeping?"

I hit him with a pillow, and Max wakes up halfway, just enough to punch him in the face and then fall back into oblivion.

I also fall back asleep, knowing that I have to go look for a minister or a justice of the peace tomorrow.

This chapter is rated "T" because of some stuff that just slipped in here from my dirty little mind. And everyone assumes I'm the pure one. They have no idea. I learned where babies came from in 3rd grade, when I read The Princess Diaries.

Winter Break started Friday, so no Joe for two weeks. I can look at my gifted kid camp year book to see pictures of a guy that looks and acts just like him, and Marvin. Ahh, Marvin. I kinda made things awkward at the camp dance, huh?

BTW, I watched Charlie's Angels today. They kicked butt.

Well, please review, as a Christmas present to me.