Hey guys, yes, I do realize I stopped my everyday updates. :[ But I'm getting ready for school to start and I've been super busy. And when school starts, I'll most likely only update on the weekends, as much as it pains me to say it. But, I'll try! So here's the next chapter.

Iggy goes that day to Nudge's house and tells her what happened. After much begging and apologizing on Iggy's part, they finally get back together. We're all immensely excited for them, and they're acting more lovey-dovey than ever before.

A few weeks pass. Fang and I definitely closer, though we still haven't gone all the way yet. My ribs barely hurt by now, and I can finally stop hurting every out-of-ordinary movement I make. Ella and Ian still aren't together, but they have gotten closer ever since the homecoming dance fiasco with Damon. J.J. and Kevin are still together, and they are really happy. All of the girls and I spend lots of time together as well. Overall, life was pretty amazing.

It's finally time for the art scholarship program. Like I said, I can bring one person with me, and I was planning on Iggy going with me and its three days before I have to go, but apparently he has other plans.

"But that's the day I wanted to take Nudge out somewhere special," he says, looking at me pleading.

I sigh and look back up at the ceiling. "Iggy," I say tiredly. "Who is supposed to go with me? Ella is busy with something, Mom is going to be at work, its J.J. and Kevin's two month anniversary, and who else is there to ask?"

He looks apologetically down at me and goes, "Oh, I don't know, Bridget?" He snickers, seeing the look on my face.

I glare at him and say, "Ha-ha, very funny."

"Well, why don't you ask Fang?" He asks seriously.

Hmm. At first, I ruled him out right away because he's a boy, but they are going to have chaperones in the dorms. And we only have to miss one day of school. There's no reason why Mom or his parents wouldn't let him go.

I smile gratefully up at Iggy. "Maybe I will."

He smirks and I run over to Fang's house and knock on his door.

Angel is there, looking excitedly up at me. "Hi, Max!"

I smile down at her and give her a little hug. "Hey, Ange. Where's your biggest brother?"

She smiles and says in the cutest voice ever, "In his room."

I smile wider, patting her head saying, "Alright, see you later, sweetie."

I run up the stairs to Fang's room, knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" I hear him call from inside his room. He's probably on his computer.

"Your worst nightmare," I say in a deep voice, wearing a mischievous grin on my face.

I see his door open and Fang's grinning at me and he puts his arms around my waist, bringing me close.

"That doesn't sound like a nightmare to me," he whispers, walking backwards into his room, pulling me with him.

I don't answer, and I lean forward to kiss him. We start really getting into it, him backing up so that his knees hit the bed, making us fall over so that I'm on top of him, still kissing. He smiles against my lips, and I pull back to get some air. He's kissing my neck and my hands are knotted in his hair. He pulls me back to his lips and his hands start going to my lower back, resting on the exposed skin at my back. He starts to slip his hand under my shirt, going up my back, but I pull back slightly, breathing hard. I'm not sure if I'm ready for this. He looks up at me with his emotion-less mask, but his eyes reveal excitement.

"Whoa," I say, still lying on top of him, a little bit light-headed.

"I know," he says, revealing a half-smile. "Where did that come from?"

I grin saying, "I don't know. I'm just in a good mood, I guess."

He moves some hair in my face to behind my ears. "Well you should be in a good mood more often," he says, with a mischievous look on his face.

I laugh, hitting his shoulder. "Oh yeah! I remember why I actually came here now." I say. I actually did forget about that, just because I had a little make-out session with Fang. Man, am I a goner.

"And what's that?" he asks, putting his arms around me. I'm still lying on top of him.

"Well," I reply hesitantly, wondering if he really wants to go. "Iggy all of the sudden bailed on me with going to Houston because of Nudge, and none of the other girls can go with me, or my mom. So, basically I have no one to go with."

His smile grows wider, probably knowing what I'm going to ask. "And . . .?"

"So. . . Do you want to go with me?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck. "You'll only miss one day of school and there will be chaperones there, so your parents most likely won't mind. It won't cost any money, unless you want some spending money, cause we're going to have to drive there. And, a plus is that you'll get to spend three days with me."

He responds by giving me a peck on the lips. "Of course I'll go with you."

"Thanks, babe," I say, getting off of him, pulling him up with me so we're standing next to his door. He smiles at me in return.

"Well, I'd love to stay here and continue whatever that was before," I say this while raising my eyebrow suggestively, "but, I gotta go pack. And you should too."

"Alright," he says, pulling me into a hug. "I'll go ask my mom if I can go."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." I give him one more kiss before I go.

It's later in the day and I'm packing for Houston. I think the trip is going to be very beneficial to me. I'm still not sure what I want to do with my life, but I think art could play a major part in it. Art has been the only thing to really interest me, and this scholarship program is going to make me better.

As I'm anticipating the event, a knock sounds from the door.

"Come in," I say, folding a shirt and putting it in my suitcase.

Mom comes in and sits on my bed. "You packing for Houston?" She asks, kind of looking guilty.

I smile at her. "Yeah, I'm so excited."

She smiles back weakly and says, "Listen, Max, I wanted to talk to you about that. I never officially apologized about that. About how I freaked out when you first told me about the program."

My smile goes down, remembering that day. It was the day that she slapped me, and it was my breaking point.

She looks down at the bed saying, "I want to say I'm sorry for that." She shakes her head sadly. "I didn't know how much you loved art. Not that that would've mattered. You know how I was back then. But, it just made me so mad that Jeb did that with you and I did nothing. Even before Jeb left, we weren't very close. It made me so jealous. But now I know that you're happy and that's all that matters."

I smile at her in a sad way and say, "Thanks, Mom. You don't know how much that means."

She smiles and gets up to give me a hug. I hug back hard. "I love you," she says into my hair.

"Love you too." I say, happy that I'm finally able to say it to her and really meaning it.

She pulls back and starts helping me pack, folding some clothes and slipping them inside my suitcase.

"So what's this about Fang going with you?" She asks with a little smirk on her face.

I roll my eyes. Iggy must've told her. "Yes, Fang's going with me."

Her smile gets wider and she goes, "You guys are getting pretty serious, aren't y'all?"

"Mom, I promise we're not going to do anything, there's going to be chaperones." This conversation is getting a little uncomfortable for me.

"There's not going to be chaperones in your rooms, though. They're just going to be there to make sure you won't get hurt." She has a point.

I sigh. "Okay, you're right, but Fang and I aren't going to do anything. Trust me."

She smiles. "I know. I trust you."

I smile back at her and say, "Thanks."

She nods and we go back to packing for the trip.

Yeah, that was sort of a filler chapter, but I wanted to go ahead and post it. I'll update probably once more before school starts. Review, if you please? :]