CHAPTER 25
Fang POV
Max and I didn't talk the rest of the night. I was slightly embarrassed about being jealous, and I knew Max was mad at me for asking about Lissa.
Neither of us really knew what to say, so we didn't.
I debated with myself for a while, trying to decide if I should try talking to her or not, but decided against it in the end.
The six of us sat in mine, Iggy, and the Gasman's room for a while, planning out the next day. Finally, we stacked fists, and Max tucked the Gasman in. The girls told us "goodnight" and went back to their room.
"What was that about?" Iggy asked.
"What?" I asked, pretending to be confused.
"You and Max…and Sam," he replied.
"I don't know what you're—"
"Don't play dumb," Iggy interrupted. "I don't need my vision to see that you got jealous of Sam talking to Max. That's why you brought Lissa up, isn't it?"
I let out heavy sigh of frustration. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Whatever," Iggy yawned.
Guess who wasn't actually sleeping yet…
"Fang, why would you be jealous of that Sam guy?" the Gasman whispered.
I had no idea what to tell him without telling him the truth or coming off as a total jerk.
"You'll figure it out when you're older and like girls," Iggy laughed.
Gazzy sat up quickly, trying to sort everything out in his head.
"Wait! If you were jealous of Sam, then, does that mean you like Max?" he questioned, putting the pieces together. "Does it have something to do with when she kissed you on the beach that one time when she thought you were dying?"
Iggy continued laughing, and I just sighed.
Everyone seemed to be able to pick up on this. Even the Gasman could pick up those simple hints.
"Seriously, Gasman," I said. "You'll think differently when you're older."
"Doubt it!" he disagreed.
I chuckled softly and rolled over, which was my way of saying "let's drop it."
Max POV
When Nudge, Angel, and I made it to our room, I immediately got in the shower. You learn to take advantage of having a hot shower available.
Not to mention, the shower is a great place to stop and think. Why did Fang have to bring up the Red-Haired Wonder? Was he trying to make me mad?
"You guys are ridiculous," Angel sighed in my thoughts.
I didn't bother responding. I simply rolled my eyes and continued my shower.
Once I was done, I got into my pajamas, tucked the girls in, and curled up in my bed.
"Max, are you mad at Fang or something?" Nudge asked.
Her unusually short question told me that she wanted a "no-crap" explanation.
"Why would you ask that, honey?"
"You two barely spoke, actually, you NEVER spoke after Sam left," she replied in a "duh" tone.
"Just frustrated," I shrugged.
"Oh, whatever!" she exclaimed. "You were straight up mad. Was it because he said something about another girl? Who was he talking about anyway?"
"Fang feels really bad about mentioning her," Angel chimed in. "You two need to kiss and make up!"
Angel and Nudge both started giggling while I blushed, though they couldn't see it.
"Goodnight you two," I said sternly.
"Night, Max," they replied in unison.
Fang POV
The next morning, I woke up to a knock on the door. Iggy grumbled about not wanting to get up yet, and the Gasman sat up, rubbing his eyes.
I rolled out of bed, dragging my feet to the door. Through the little peephole, I saw Max standing in the hall.
I opened the door and mumbled a "hello."
"Rise and shine," she replied loudly in an attempt to get Iggy and Gazzy up. "Come on, guys! We've gotta get moving!"
The Gasman slipped out of bed while Iggy called, "I'm not making breakfast this morning."
Max laughed, "You don't have to. This hotel serves breakfast in the lobby."
"Awesome!" the Gasman cheered.
"Why don't you and Iggy get ready, Fang and I can go grab breakfast for everyone, and we'll meet up in our room," Max suggested to him.
"Alright," he smiled.
I yawned and said, "Let me take a quick shower. I'll meet you in the hall in five."
She nodded and went to tell the girls the plan.
Max POV
The tension between Fang and I was mostly over the next morning. We hardly spoke, but there weren't any "I want to kill him/her" vibes tearing us apart.
We scanned the counters and tables of breakfast foods and began loading up plates. We then met the others in the girls' room, so we could eat and discuss the plans for the day.
"Is the Lerner's School bad, like the School or Itex?" Nudge asked. "Or does it have information we need to save the world? Or someone we have to meet, maybe? I don't understand why we had to come all the way back here."
Good point. The Voice never did—
"Max, the Lerner's School is not evil. It holds important knowledge that you must acquire," the Voice answered.
About time, Voice.
"You should learn to rely on more than just my guidance," the Voice replied calmly. "You have five others with you that can help you. Don't forget that."
No freaking duh! But they aren't the ones ordering me to fly all over the country with no explanation!
That stupid Voice was laughing at me again. "I'm merely here to give you some helpful hints."
Or not so helpful, I thought back snidely.
"Max?" Fang whispered next to me, placing his hand on mine.
"Sorry," I replied quickly, blushing as I pulled my hand back. "The school isn't evil. Apparently, it has information we need."
"So we don't have to break in," Fang said.
"Guess not," I shrugged. "Let's get packed and move out, guys."
Finally, we were heading to the Lerner's School. Hopefully, this would all be done with soon.