I love you guys. Almost 50 reviews just on one chapter? asdfghjkl you're amazing.

I'm getting mixed opinions on the keep going/end story/new story thing, so I'll just keep going and end it when I hit a brick wall. And then I'll write a new one. So if that doesn't sound good then feel free to message me or something with a different option.

I'm trying to shorten my notes. I'm getting better, see? :)

Disclaimer: Me no own Maximum Ride.

"Okay, so. . ." Fang sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"If you don't get to the point I'm going to have to torture you endlessly until you talk," I growled. Once again, the menacing tone of my voice was completely ruined.

"Well, I was having lunch with my mom today. It was just the two of us because my dad was taking Nudge to the library to find some book for class."

"Get. To. The. Freaking. Point," I pushed.

"Anyway, my mom and I were just talking like normal, and then all the sudden she got this look on her face. Like she was upset or something. And she told me. . ." Fang's voice trailed off, but something about his expression told me not to keep pushing for information and just let him work up to it. Fang took another deep breath. "She told me that. . .we're moving."

"WHAT?" I used every drop of my voice I had left, if that was possible. Why did bombs like this keep getting dropped on my life? This wasn't happening. No. No. Nononono. Not Fang! Fang was my best friend in the world. If I didn't have him there to keep me sane everyday I would shrivel up in a corner and become an unmoving blob. It sounds so dramatic, but I don't think I could live without Fang. I relied on Fang. He was my rock. If he was gone then. . .my mind shorted out. No. I wouldn't think about that.

"Deep breaths. Calming breaths." Fang's voice broke through my train of thought (or rather, train of panicked ramblings.) He was sitting next to me now, rubbing my back in gentle, soothing circles. This was a perfect example of how I depended on Fang. He calmed me down. To my extreme horror, tears overflowed my eyes and made two wet tracks down my cheeks.

"Max, Max, it's okay," Fang assured me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I just nodded into his shoulder and sobbed. I would miss him so much. Would I ever see him again?

"What if I never see you again?" I whispered, horrified. I was surprised he could hear me at all, because my voice was so weak and squeaky.

"You will," he said. "I promise. Even if we move to Europe. I'll buy a plane ticket every weekend and come see you. I promise you that."

"How far away are you moving?" I asked, closing my eyes. I was terrified of the answer, but I still wanted to hear it.

"I don't know yet. My mom is still looking for a house. We have until January, I think. If it gets to January my mom will stop looking for a house for a little while," Fang explained miserably.

"This sounds really bad, but I hope you don't find a house," I said, and a tiny bubble of laughter escaped me in the midst of all my tears.

I felt Fang's chest vibrate with a chuckle. "Me too."

We sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes before I broke it by whispering, "I'm really gonna miss you."

Fang smoothed my hair comfortingly. "You might not have to."

I shook my head in disgust. "I should be the one comforting you, and telling you the kids in your new school will be nice. Instead you're stuck comforting me."

He shrugged. "I don't mind. I hadn't really though anything of it."

I frowned. "I'm a bad friend."

"Don't ever say that. You're my best friend in the world, Max."

I smiled faintly. "If you say so."

"I do say so."

"Okay. Bestie."

"Did you just call me your bestie?" Fang looked amused.

I punched his arm. "Deal with it. Bestie."

"Do not call me bestie."

"Okay, Fangles."

"Better."

I cracked up. Fang had the uncanny ability to make me laugh my brains out when I didn't even feel like smiling.

I would miss that so much.

Dang. Probably the shortest chapter I've ever written. Sorry bout that, but I did promise to get another chapter up tonight if you guys reviewed, and woah, you guys reviewed. :) The next chapter will be longer. Promise.

DAMN IT! I'm bleeding. I hate that! Looking down at my arm and just randomly finding blood on my arm and I'm like wtf did I do to my arm? Oh Lord. You're probably so sick of me.

-dancerxforlifex3