disclaimer: i don't own maximum ride. BOO. but this is an epically long chapter, so only a half BOO.

Strangers- A Maximum Ride Story

by: stripedpolkadots

Chapter 26: Crazy Nights; Part 2

I sat back as Savvy threw the closet doors wide open. She looked like she was in heaven. "Oh my God, have you ever seen this many clothes?"

I shrugged. Brittany Master's had more. But Savvy wasn't listening for my answer. Instead, she was squealing happily as she pulled out outfit after outfit. After she gave me a sly look for the third time, I started to get a little worried.

Finally however, she turned around, a devious grin on her face. I stood up, and slowly began to back away. "Savvy… Savannah… Savvs, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because I am a genius, and I have worked magic. TA DAHH!" She whipped an armful of clothes, and somehow, I managed to catch them all. I examined them- a pair of high waisted black shorts, a white tank top with slits at the side, and a tiny black corset-vest thing She grinned at me gleefully.

"These shorts are kinda small…"

"Oh trust me, you have got the legs to pull it off. You have great legs, and we're gonna make sure David knows it."

"It's like… below freezing out there!"

"No pain no gain."

"Savvy…"

She crossed her arms, and a mulish look came on her face.

"Nudge, there's no way I'm wearing this!"

"Why not? You look gorgeous!"

"Yeah Max, you really do!"

"Not you too Angel!"

"Max, Angel and I already took a vote. You're wearing the dress."

"This dress is impossible to fight in- I can barely walk in it!"

"Well, you're not going to fight, you're going on a date!"

"Yeah! And with Fang, so you gotta blow him away!"

"Guys, come on- oh, not the Bambi eyes- aren't you two getting a little old for those? Come on!"

I shook my head. Savvy was back in the closet, but I couldn't focus. I had seen younger Savvy again, but this time there was another girl, an impossibly cute one with curly blond hair and big blue eyes. And I had seen myself in the mirror- I was younger too, maybe 14 or 15, and I was a wearing a tight black minidress- it stopped a few inches above me knees, and strappy black heels.

"Hello? Earth to Ashley? Put on the outfit, lemme see lemme see lemme see!"

Rolling my eyes, I took off my jumpsuit and got into the clothes.

"Ohmygod. Ohmygod. You're about to make me turn lesbian right now, no homo. Oh wait, full homo."

I blushed, and tugged at the hem of the shorts, trying to bring them down to a decent level. Savvy leapt over the bed and slapped my hand away. "Don't you dare!"

I stared at her, wide-eyed. "Savvy, did you see what you just did?"

"Stopped you from ruining the perfect outfit?"

I shook my head, eyes still wide. "You… you just jumped over that whole bed. Like, in one jump. With no running start."

She shrugged, adjusting my shirt. "Guess that makes me Superman then. " She put on a deep voice, moving back into the closet. "Leaping over tall buildings in a single bound."

I laughed, then tugged my shorts down lower. "Soo… is Jer your Louis Lane then?" A hanger came flying out of the closet, which I just barely managed to duck. She came out a moment later, sneering. She had a couple dresses in her hand.

"What is your obsession with Jer and me?"

I shrugged, and lay down on the bed. It was strange, magical almost, to being lying on a soft bed again. "I dunno, just think you two should just do something about all the sexual tension." That, and it's funny to see you get all sputtery and embarrassed about it. Revenge is sweet.

"Oh my God, I'm not gonna jump his bones!"

Her shout was muffled by her movements; she was changing out of her jumpsuit.

The door opened, and I shot up. "Not gonna jump whose bones?"

Jer was in the doorway, scowling. I groaned. Here we go again.

"GAH! Pervert!"

The scowl left Jer's face, to be replaced with a confused expression. "What are you talk-"

I rolled my eyes on the bed. "She's changing. Of course."

Savvy, still wearing the bottom half of her jumpsuit, charged over, arm sleeves waving behind her, and shoved Jer out the door. "Jesus Christ, don't you ever knock? Creep!"

I heard a thud as Jer hit the opposite wall. "Jesus Christ yourself, why are you always naked?"

Savvy sneered, and shot the door a dirty look. I lay back down on the bed. "You know he can't see your glare through the door, right? And that he's blind... so he couldn't see anything else?"

"Oh shut up, this is all your fault." She reached into her shoes and through a package at me. I moved to the side, and it landed on the pillow where my head had been.

"What's this?"

"Makeup- you do know what that is, right?"

I rolled my eyes and picked up the package. It was makeup, wrapped in toilet paper. "Where'd you get this?"

Savvy shrugged, finally out of the jumpsuit and slipping into a neon-green halter dress. She looked in the mirror, stuck out her tongue, and pulled it off. "I got some from that Kimberly girl for you, and I borrowed some for me from Sade. No way we're stepping into a club without makeup." She pulled on a black pantsuit, grimaced, and pulled it off. She did the same for a banana yellow bubbledress, a hot pink strapless, and a purple tube-top that had aspirations of someday growing up to be a minidress.

She blew out her cheeks and stomped her foot. I had to suppress a laugh- she looked like a little kid when she did that. "Having troubles over there Savvs?"

She stuck her tongue out at me and crossed her arm. "I can't believe I can pick an outfit for you in a second, and there's nothing left here for me to try!"

"Stop being so dramatic."

"Easy for you to say, you look like a flippin' goddess! That's it, I'm not going. I'm just going to stay here and watch Real Housewives of Atlanta, maybe something interesting will happen to one of them!"

I wrinkled my nose. "Eughh, they're like, thirty, nothing interesting happens to them." I made my way over to the back corner of the closet. "See, did you even look back here?"

Savvy was distracted, putting all the dresses back on their hangers. "It doesn't matter where I looked, I'm not going."

I flicked through dresses, some uglier than the others. I was beginning to think that maybe Savvy was right; there were no more dresses, when I was a blotch of white. I pulled it out; it was a white minidress with billowing sleeves that cuffed at the wrist, and rusching at the bottom that made it practically like a second skin. I grinned.

"Oh Savannah… look what I found…"

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David lifted his brow as heard a crash, then shouting. He moved toward the hall, then moved out of the way when Jer came storming through. "Girls, really! Who the hell needs them?"

David moved back to the couch. "Well, I mean…without females, reproduction becomes a wee bit harder-"

Jeremiah plopped down on the opposite seat. "Oh shut up. Are you dressed?"

David looked down at his black button down and dark wash- almost black jeans that he had just changed into. "Yeah, I'm ready. The cab's gonna be here any minutes- have you told Ash and Savannah?"

Jer blew a raspberry. "Oh I got them. They should be here soon."

David nodded and checked his phone. Almost 12. He looked up at the other boy, then back down. He shifted in his seat, then examined his fingers. Normally awkward silences didn't really phase him, but jeez-

"So, it's my birthday."

He looked up. The other boy was picking at a thread on his shirt, and David could see that the tips of his ears were slightly red.

"Oh um… really? How old are you?"

Jer shrugged. "Seventeen."

There was an awkward silence that was broken by a throat clearing. He looked up. In the doorway was Savannah, hair free of her headband and flying around her face in a cloud. She was wearing a short white dress with billowing sleeves, bright red lipstick, and bright red shoes that matched.

David cracked a grin. "You look good Savannah." She beamed at him, and Jer shot him a close look.

"Thanks David, you guys look pretty good yourselves. But enough about us. May I introduce, for your viewing pleasure-"

"I am not coming out there Savvs, over my dead body!"

"I will take your corpse to the club if you don't get your skinny ass out here!"

"Savannah!"

"I will stab you in the throat! Just like that kid in my Art class, I swear to God!"

David heard a weary sigh, and what sounded like a foot stomping. In the next moment, his eyes were glazing over, and he was struggling to keep his mouth closed. Ashley had stepped directly into a block of light, and her hair was gleaming in the glow. There was a light gold shimmer on her eyelids, and, unlike Savannah, her lips were nude. She was wearing a white tank top with cut-outs on the side and a small black vest over it. Her shorts were impossibly short, and David struggled to keep his gaze from lingering on her thighs.

There was a silence, and David realized they were all waiting for him to say something. Jer had a small smirk on his face, Savvy was glaring expectantly, and Ash was looking at him with those big brown eyes- David felt his breath catch. The silence dragged on.

Finally, Savvy stamped her foot. "Well? What do you think?"

David stood up and took a step closer. "I think you look beautiful."

Somehow, Ashley seemed to get what he was trying to say with those few words- he could tell by the way her lips parted, and her eyes widened, just a bit.

The silence was beginning to settle again, when there was a honk from outside. "Cab's here. I think Tara left some coats in the hall closet you two can use." He threw Jer one of his spare jackets.

Savannah jumped up and down, and David for a moment questioned how the hell she wasn't falling over in her four inch heels.

"Ohmygod, Ohmygod, this is happening! This is actually happening!" She ran to the hall closet and pulled out two coats. She threw one at Ash, who, David was amused to see, caught it easily. "This happen a lot?"

Ash rolled her eyes. "What can I say? She's very easily… excited."

"Guys come on!" Savvy threw open the door, dashed back, and grabbed Jer's arm. "Come on come on come on!"

Ash grinned and elbowed David in the side as she walked past him. "You better hurry up. Guarantee she'll leave without us in a second."

David laughed, and pulled on his coat.

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Jeremiah wondered what the protocol for being squeezed into a tiny cab was, especially when a girl who clearly hated his guts was pressed up against him. He could hear Ash shifting to the right of him as she struggled not to fall off the tire that the clearly not-so-smart cabbie had placed on the seat. David was in the front, and Jer and Savvy were left to share the one remaining seat. The girl was practically in his lap, although when Ash had suggested that very thing, Savvy had shot that down with a vehement "NO.", even though this left her pressed against the door.

This was no help to Jer, seeing as he was a healthy 16- no, 17-year-old boy, and the warmth from her body was seeping through his pants leg. Jer was wondering just how short her dress was when-

"Oh, Jer, I never got to tell you happy birthday."

Jer could feel the air as the two girls whipped their heads to face him- in fact, he got a mouthful of Savvy's hair as she turned her head- Jer noticed that it smelled like strawberries.

"Woah woah woah, whose birthday?"

Jer could hear the plastic as David shifted in his seat. His voice practically oozed confusion. "Uh…Jer's? You said it was your birthday, right?

Jer cringed. "Yeah, but I may have forgotten to mention it to everyone else."

Someone punched him in the shoulder- Ashley. "You jerk, why didn't you tell us!"

He shrugged. "I forgot until my cousins called." Ashley punched him again, harder. Jer tried to dodge, but there was no room in the cab. "Okay, are you done beating the blind kid up yet?"

Ash flipped her hair and flicked Jer in the head. "You're gonna catch hell from us for this later. We still owe you… what is it, seventeen hits?"

Jer could feel Ash turn away, but there were still eyes on him. He tried to ignore her, but the eyes were boring holes into his flesh.

"Can I help you?"

"Don't get snippy with me, you're the one keeping secrets!"

Jer's mouth fell open. "Secrets? I forgot, since when is that a crime?"

"Yeah, well, whatever." She crossed her arms, and Jer suppressed a grin. He didn't have a death wish, so he wasn't going to be the one to tell her, but in her crossing her arms and shifting her weight, she had just placed herself almost completely in Jer's lap.

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Savvy clenched her fists as the cab pulled up to the curb. She couldn't even call it by it's name, some Lounge or whatever- it was just "The Club", (cue: thunder and fading echo… the club…the club…the club…). David stepped out of the cab first, and Savvy suppressed a squeal when he opened the door for Ash, and offered her his hand. Jer shifted as he moved to follow Ash out of the cab, and she could feel her face heating up as she realized just how close she had been sitting to him. David popped his head back in to pay the cabbie, and a moment later he was offering his hand to Savvy, who took it, giggling. The cab roared away, and the four teens stood on the sidewalk for a moment, looking at the long line of people waiting to get into the club. Savvy could faintly hear the bass from a song leaking out the doors.

David cleared his throat and looked at Savvy. "So, you're only fourteen, right?"

Savvy nodded slowly. Self-conscious, she pushed a lock of curly hair out of her face. David blew out his cheeks. "Alright, it's simple. Ash and I will go in first, then you and Jer will follow behind us. Savannah, you're going to hide your face in Jer's shoulder, because your face might give you away."

There was a silence, then Ash snorted. Savvy glared at her, then placed her hands on her hips. "Excuse me?"

David looked at her, confused, then gestured, almost awkwardly. "Like Jer, put your arm around her- like this- and Savannah, just kind of shove your face in his shoulder- you're the perfect height for that… see?"

Savvy could feel her face burning as David placed Jer's arms around her, and she could see Ash's shoulders shaking with laughter. She tried not to notice that Jer smelled nice- like smoke, almost mixed with pine- something foresty.

"You can't keep your hands off me."

Savvy just managed to keep from shivering as his warm breath touched her ear. She elbowed him, mostly to distract the still laughing Ashley. "So are we going in, or what?"

David shrugged and lightly laid an arm on Ash's shoulder. From the back, Savvy saw her roommate almost melt into his arm with practiced ease, and she wondered how long the two had known each other.

The line grew short very quickly, and Savvy could feel her nervousness building as she saw more and more people rejected from the club. She was about to ask Ash if they could just go back home when Jer pulled her close- well, closer- to his side. "Chill out- your nervousness is oozing." Savvy was silent, wrapped in the warm embrace.

"Max, is Fang going to be okay? Is he? Is there something I should do? Anything?"

A nurse came through the door, Savvy realized she was in a hospital, looking at young Ashley again. Her roommate, who was maybe around 14, was dirty, with dried blood on her torn white shirt. Her hair was short, and her face was dirty. But it was her eyes that shocked Savvy most- they were old, and tortured, and currently filled with such pain that Savvy felt it like a punch to the gut. When the nurse reached Ash, the girl blanched, and Savvy felt sure her roommate was about to faint. In another second though, her color returned, and she followed the nurse out of the waiting room with a straight back.

Savvy felt her knees, and she was steadied by a pair of strong arms. Looking up, she saw it was a younger Jeremiah. He was wearing a blue shirt, which, like Ashley's, was also covered in blood.

"Iggy is he gonna be okay there was so much blood no way he's okay with all that blood why did this happen-"

A moment later, her voice was cut off when Jer pulled her into a crushing hug. Savvy felt herself start to cry, and at the same time, noted that young bloody Jer smelled the same as older Jer- like smoke and trees.

Savvy stumbled, and suddenly she was cold. A second later, she realized it was because Jer had let her go, and they were in the club. He shot her a smile.

"Told you it'd be fine."

Surprised, she smiled back. "Yeah, I guess. Where's Ash?"

If Jer was surprised that she was being civil, he didn't show it. "She and David went to go get tables, they said wait here Mrs. Zoned-Out. What were you thinking about?"

Savvy shrugged. "Oh, I see Ashley- I think they found a table." Instinctively, she grabbed Jer's hand, and nearly dropped it when she felt an almost spark in her fingers. "This way."

She wove the way through the tables, almost leaping to the side when a couple feel off the chair in front of her. Ashley waved her over when they reached the table and took her jacket. Savvy looked around. She could see the stage set up, but there was no one on it yet.

"When is the concert gonna start?"

Ashley cupped a hand around her ear and leaned in closer. "What?"

Savvy let go of Jer's hand (alright, let's just pretend she wasn't holding his hand way longer than necessary) and cupped her mouth. "The concert! When's it gonna start?"

Ash shrugged, and turned to David, who checked his watch and looked up at the stage. "Any minute now, it's almost 12:30."

Savvy nodded and turned to Ashley. "You wanna dance?"

The blond girl blushed, and tucked a chunk of hair behind her ear. "I don't know- I mean, I think I should probably just stay here, you know-"

Savvy could feel a sly smile growing on her face. Ashley took a cautious step back, but before she could get too far, Savvy shot out and grabbed her roommates arm. The smile grew even bigger as the song changed and Lil Jon's "Get Low" came on. Ashley's eyes widened. She struggled to get away, and Savvy tightened her grip.

"Come on Ashley! This is every drunk girls favorite song to dance like a skank to!"

Ashley cast a helpless look at David, who had a small smile on his face, a smaller version of the all out grin Jer had.

"But Savvy, we're not drunk girls! Or skanks!"

Savvy yanked her roommate towards the dance floor. "Those are mere technicalities! And the night is young!"

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David smiled and crossed his arms. "So… Jer. You and Savvy, huh?" He bit back a laugh as the other boy's cheeks flamed to a bright red color.

"Man, I already told you, it's not like that. Now are there any fine ladies out there who want a chance to dance with the Jer-meister?"

David rolled his eyes, but decided to do the blind boy a favor. "Well, there's a 7 at the bar who's eying you."

"What's she look like?"

"Short. Curly brown hair. Blue dress."

"Left or right?"

"Left. Ten o'clock."

That last part left David's mouth before he could think about it; his surprise grew more when Jer turned to where he had meant by ten o'clock. The girl smiled, and began to make her way over to their table.

"She's coming."

"Oh shit, really? Well uh, how do I look?"

David gave him a discreet once-over, and brushed some dust off his shoulder. "You're killin' em."

Out of the corner of his eye, David saw a flash of gold. He turned, and saw Ashley dancing with Savannah, both of them laughing. The two of them were grinding against each other, then Ashley took Savannah's hand and spun her, turning the other girl into a blur of curly hair and white dress. The two girls fell into each other, laughing, and David felt a smile growing on his own face. That smile slid off like stink-sap when he realized there was a growing circle of leering men surrounding them. The song changed, and Wynter Gordon's "Dirty Talk" came on. Savvy threw back her head and laughed, and Ashley joined her, running her hands through her blonde hair. David could see the circle of men shifting, and he was reminded of a pack of wolves- no, wolf-men, wolves that were standing upright with predatory looks on their faces. Savvy pressed herself against her roommate, and the two girls began to dance in unison. David could tell by the fact that they were laughing that they didn't realize the effect they were having on the crowd of men surrounding them, who were getting more and more frenzied. He was about to get up and do something when the music cut off.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, we know you've been waiting a long time for this- I now present to you, live from Fur Lounge in Washington D.C, HEADSET!"

David felt a relieved breath fall out of him as the two girls made their way back to the table, giggling and out of breath. He shot the men attempting to follow them a dark look, and smirked when they fell back.

Still out of breath, Ashley stopped giggling when she made eye contact with something behind David. He turned to see the curly-haired girl from the bar, who was now draping herself over Jer, and was practically in his lap. Ashley crossed her arms defensively.

"And you are?"

The girl didn't seem to pick up the ice in Ashley's voice, or the fire shooting from Savannah's heavy eyed glare. Jer however, clearly wasn't as oblivious, because he took his arm from around the girl's shoulder and discreetly leaned away.

The girl hiccupped, giggled, then extended her hand. "Oh I'm Carey. Carey Tagg."

Ashley didn't take the smaller girls hand, just increased the intensity of her glare. Carey finally seemed to realize something was wrong, and she gulped, withdrawing her hand. She pointed at Jer, who had somehow already managed to put almost a foot between them. "Are you two- like- together?"

Savvy scoffed, and Carey finally noticed her. She went for the handshake again. "Hi, I'm Carey."

Savvy eyed the outstretched hand for a moment, rolled her eyes, then headed for the stage, where a crowd was quickly forming. Ashley narrowed her eyes; she seemed conflicted as to whether she should stay at the table and give Carey the third degree, or if she should follow her roommate. After a second, she pursed her lips and turned on her heel, quickly catching up to the younger girl.

David turned to Jer, who was currently drumming his long fingers on the table as Carey ran her fingers up his arm. "I'm going to the stage."

Jer stood up quickly, knocking Carey's fingers off him. "I'll come too."

Carey jumped up next. "Oh, me too!"

David didn't know whether he should roll his eyes or laugh at the girls eagerness. She latched herself to Jer's arm, and he stumbled. "Whoopsie daisy, sorry Jeremy!"

"Jer."

David lead the way to the stage, pushing people to the side when they wouldn't move. He hadn't expected this many people to show up- either Fur Lounge was always this crowded, or Headset was more popular than he thought.

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I elbowed Savvy in the side when I finally reached her. She was standing with her arms crossed, steam almost pouring out of her ears. "Why so serious?"

She rolled her eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Well I'm just saying, if someone was to have watched that little scene, they might have thought someone was a little jealous…"

She put her hands on her hip. "You are doing too much my friend."

"I'm just callin' 'em like I see 'em."

Savvy opened her mouth to respond, and at the same time I felt a chill on my neck. I jumped, and turned around to see David standing behind me. Next to him was a sheepish looking Jer and a too-damn eager Clairy or Sherry or whatever her name was. She made a little hop and clapped her hands.

"Oh my God, I can't wait for the concert to start!"

I stifled a laugh as I heard Savvy imitate her in a squeaky voice. "Oh my God, I'm four feet tall and my hair is a rat's nest and my name rhymes with fairy and I'm soooooooo excited for the concert!"

I elbowed her, and she turned back to the stage. A man in tight skinny jeans ran out, and pulled the mike to him.

"Here they are! I give you….HEADSET!"

The crowd went wild.

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Ricky bounced on the balls of his feet as he and Courtney inched closer and closer to the head of the line. He eyed her out of the corner of his eye again. She was fucking hot. She was wearing a tiny black dress-literally, tiny- and her long red hair was straightened and hanging almost to her waist. She was wearing strappy gold heels, and Ricky was willing to bet her outfit cost more than what most people made in a month. She had gold bracelets on her wrists, and she was checking her fingernails impatiently. Finally though, they were at the door. The bouncer examined their tickets, looked them both up and down, then moved the velvet rope aside. Courtney went through, and Ricky made to follow her, when the bouncer slammed his hand back down in his path.

"Yo what the fuck man?"

Courtney turned around and raised a brow while the bouncer pointed to a sign by his head with his massive finger. "This club is 18 and up. Sorry kid."

Ricky could feel sweat building on his forehead, and hoped he didn't start to smell. "Yo, I already got a fuckin' ticket for the concert!"

The man remained impassive. "You're gonna have to go back to ticket central if you want a refund, but you're not getting into this club without some valid form of I.D."

Ricky looked behind the bouncer to Courtney. She had a scowl on her face and she was tapping her heeled foot. Ricky felt panic rising in his chest. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He withdrew two one hundred dollar bills and shoved them at the man. "Here! Is this valid enough for you?"

Face still impassive, the man took the bills from Ricky's hand and slowly lifted the rope to allow Ricky inside. He stomped inside and approached Courtney. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"Good work there baby face. Hurry up, the concert's almost over!"

Ricky tried to put his arm around the girl, but she quickly sidestepped. "Where's David? You said he'd be here!"

He looked around. "It's too dark in here, we'll have to wait till the concerts over to find him. When is Jennifer getting here?"

Courtney sneered. "Oh please, that bitch? Who knows what she's doing tonight? Probably sitting at home playing chess with effing Kamadev."

Ricky recoiled. "Kev? What's that supposed to mean? And if she's not coming, who is? Elise?"

Courtney scanned the room, ignoring him. "Lily? Francesca? Alexa?"

Courtney huffed and stamped her foot. "Will you stop nagging me? God, get me a fucking drink before I lose my mind!"

Half of Ricky wanted to lash out, to demand that she call a friend to come meet them there before he snatched the ticket out of her hand, and the other half- "Hello? Drink? Today? Jesus Christ!"

Ricky snapped out of it and patted his back pocket. Good- they were still there. If Courtney was going to be a bitch and not get him a girl, he'd take care of it himself.

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I could feel my heart pounding to the beat, and I threw my hands up, shouting the chorus with the rest of the crowd. I was close enough to the stage to touch it, and I could feel people's bodies pressing against mine in a crushing force, and yet I knew without a doubt that David was the one whose arm was pressed tight against my left side by the electricity frizzling between us.

The crowd surged forward, and I stumbled. David wrapped his arm around my waist and put his lips to my ear. "You alright?"

I shivered, and his grip tightened. "You wanna move towards the back? The crowds thinner back there."

I laughed loudly and turned to face him. "Are you crazy?" I had to shout for him to hear me. "This is awesome!"

He smiled back, and raised his arm. The crowd pitched to the right, and he staggered into me. I fell into Savvy, who yelped as she caught the both of us, then fell into Jer, who caught her with a surprised look on his face. The three of us straightened up, and I noticed that Jer didn't move his hands from Savvy's waist, and she didn't exactly pull away. The short girl- the stranger- was still draped around his body though.

The music stopped, and the lead singer grabbed the mike. "We've only got a few songs left, so get ready to go had Washington D.C!" The crowd roared, and the drummer let out a beat that had everyone jumping. I was lifted by the jumping motions of the crowd- a moment later, I was actually being lifted- hands were on my waist, and a strangers voice was shouting "Girl in the air! Girl in the air!" More hands grabbed me, and then I was crowd surfing, being propelled by hundreds of screaming fans. The drummer dropped another solo, and the crowd began to jump again.

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The crowd leaped as one, and a burly man grabbed Ashley by the waist and set her down before she was dropped. She shot him a smile, and he blushed, clapping her on the shoulder.

"You go girl!"

David grabbed her arm, and she turned, surprised. When she saw who it was, she smiled, and David was taken aback. Her golden hair was tousled, and her eyes were dancing with merriment. There was a shine to her tan skin and she was breathing heavily.

"That… was… INCREDIBLE!"

When he didn't respond, she took a step closer, almost confused. "David? Are you alright?"

Her voice died out as she looked into his eyes. He could hear the music in the background, but somehow they had been pushed to the edges of the crowd, and it was like they were in their own little world. She licked her lips, nervously, and David's heart clenched. He grabbed the back of her neck and was leaning down when-

"David! God, I've been looking all over for you!"

It was like a train wreck. David froze where he was, and Ash, who had been leaning in as well, pulled away, looking at the practically naked red head getting comfortable in David's arms.

"Courtney? What are you doing here?"

Ash took a half step back. "You… you know her?"

David attempted to withdraw from Courtney's grip, but she wasn't letting go. "She goes to my school, I mean, I barely-"

"And who the hell are you?"

Ash shot a glare to the smaller girl. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, I'm talking to you, slut."

Ashley cracked her knuckles, and David wondered if he was going to have to stop a fight. After a moment, Ash seemed to think better of it though, and she laughed. "I'm the slut? You bend over to tie your shoe and your ass is out like a billboard!"

Courtney rolled her eyes. "You're just jealous."

"Oh please, I'd be more jealous of a dead man. At least he probably doesn't have the herp."

David stifled a laugh, and Courtney stamped her foot. "You… you bitch!" Before David knew what was going on, she had grabbed his face and was smashing her mouth to his. He pulled away, but by the time he was loose, Ash was already across the dance floor.

"Ash! Ashley, wait!"

"She can't hear you. Now dance with me, I'm bored!"

David didn't even bother to answer the girl, just started off after Ashley. He reached her just as she was pushing her way into the ladies bathroom.

"Ash, don't go in there, you know I can't follow you."

She kept her hand on the door and didn't turn to face him. "That's kind of the point moron."

"You know things weren't like that."

She kept her head down, and pushed the door back and forth. "Like what? I don't know what you're talking about? Since when is it a big deal that I use that bathroom? Are you one of those stalker types?"

David ran a hand through his hair. "Don't be like this."

"Again, like what? Are you trying to imply that I might be upset that your tongue was doing the waltz with the Red-Haired Wonder's? Cause that really doesn't bother me at all. I mean, you two go to the same school, you've known her all your life, I've barely even met you yet, it makes total sense that you would want to-"

David grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around. Before she could say anything, he was kissing her- and then, she was kissing back, and David was wondering why he felt like he was flying, and why this felt so right, and why this felt like home-

He pulled back. "I feel like I know you better than anyone, so don't say you barely know me."

She put her fingers to her lips, then looked up at him, eyes wide. "Oh. Okay then."

There was a silence, and then Ashley yanked his head back down to meet hers once again.

===12+34+56===

David watched as Ashley made her way over to her roommate, who was still glaring at the curly haired girl who was still stuck to Jer's side. Someone grabbed his arm, and instinctively, his other arm shot up to knock it off. "Woah man, chill out!"

On the outside, David's expression didn't change, but on the inside, he was raging. "What are you doing here Ricky?"

The other boy slid his arm around David, and he shrugged it off roughly. Ricky didn't seem to notice. "Yo mayne, you sly. Tryna say you wasn't goin' out and shit-"

"What do you want?"

"Yo I'm here to take care of business! I didn't get no ass at Courtney's party this weekend, so I'm fuckin' dry!"

David could feel a corner of his lip curling. "Well there's no one here."

Ricky wagged a finger. "Ah ah ah, don't lie! I saw that bitch you was with a second ago!"

David's hackles rose instantly when Ricky referred to Ash as a bitch.

"And you know what else? I recognize her- that's the fuckin' hot girl from the museum- the one in the skirt!"

David could feel his fists getting tight, and his breathing grew quick. "Stay away from her."

Ricky punched him in the shoulder. "Don't be selfish man, Courtney's here for you. You have her, and I'll have the blond!"

There was a coldness emanating from David. "Don't go near her."

Ricky shifted on his feet. "Alright, alright, don't have a fuckin' cow, you can have the blond bitch! I'll take her friend- bigger ass, better tits, and I could go for a black girl- you know, a little jungle fever."

David felt a different monster rising up inside him, a ferocious, protective monster. His nails were digging into the flesh of his palm, and he could hear blood rushing in his ears. He kept his gaze away from Ricky, he wasn't sure what the monster would do if they made eye contact.

"She's fourteen years old."

"No shit, really? You're serious? Well damn, I don't turn 18 until May, so anything we do is completely legal. And by anything, I mean everything."

David blew out a violent breath. "Don't go near her Ricky. Not if you know what's good for you."

Ricky laughed. "Or what David? What'll you do? Don't worry man, I'll be nice to her. In fact, I'll be real nice."

He patted his pocket, and David lost a tiny amount of control. His hand shot out, and he held Ricky's arm with an iron grip. The other boy's mouth dropped open, and tears sprang to his eyes. He attempted to yank his arm from David's hold, but the dark boy didn't let go.

"Yo man, the fuck you doing? Lemme go- lemme go!"

His voice cracked, and the juvenile sound seemed to reach David. He released Ricky, who immediately took two giant steps backward, clutching his arm, eyes wide.

David shoved his hands into his pockets. "Sorry man. Guess I… had too much to drink."

Ricky nodded, eyes still wide. "I'm gonna go get a drink too. Courtney's looking for you. So… yeah."

Ricky melted off into the crowd, and silently, David watched him go.

===23+34+42===

Savvy gripped her roommates arms as they swayed to the beat of Kanye West's "All of the Lights". They weren't on beat, they were barely even dancing, but Savvy didn't care. Ashley's eyes were gleaming, and the happiness was oozing off her. Savannah giggled.

"You like him, you really like him, you want to marry him, love him and cherish him-"

Ashley gave her a light shake. "Shut up you, we're just friends."

Savvy scoffed. "Same old song and dance then."

Ash rolled her eyes. "I'm gonna go find David, make sure he still knows the time frame."

Savvy clicked her heels and saluted her roommate. "Yes sir, Mrs. Jennings sir!"

"Shove off. And don't go too far from here, and keep an eye on Jer."

Ashley left before she could see the scowl that was now on Savvy's face. She turned in a circle, looking for the blind boy. She found him leaning on a pillar, a bored expression on his face, and Carey holding on to him, drink in her hand. Savvy scoffed, and turned to exit the dance floor.

"Hey baby, you wanna dance?"

She turned to see a red-haired boy with an ungodly amount of freckles and ears that could receive satellite TV leering at her, and not even attempting to disguise his blatant once over. She crossed her arms.

"Excuse me, were you talking to me?"

He leaned in close, and Savvy could feel her eyebrows frizzling off from his rank breath. "Yeah baby, you're lucky number one tonight."

She was about to verbally destroy the carrot-top, when she saw that Jer's head was cocked in their direction, and he was listening. Savvy sensed a devious smile growing on her face, and she laid a hand on the redhead's arm. "Of course. I would looovveee to dance." She shot a backwards look at Jer, who was looking almost straight at the other boy, eyes staring eerily.

The song changed, and Lil Wayne's "Go D.J" came on. The boy whooped, and Savvy clapped her hands over her ears. He grabbed her by the waist and started grinding against her.

"This is my shit! This nigga is my shit!"

Savvy raised a brow and wriggled out of the boys grip. She turned to face him. "So what's your name again?"

He leaned close, and she moved her head back.

"The names Ricky- call me R-Dawg."

"R-Dawg?"

"Yeah, that's my street name."

He reached out for her again, smashing her body into his. She could feel his lips on her neck, and she grunted as she shoved him off. He grinned, and reached out for her again. Savvy sidestepped and took a step back.

"I'm going to get a drink."

Ricky's eyes lit up, and he grinned. "I'll come too!"

She shook her head. "No, I'd rather you didn't."

He threw an arm over her shoulder, and Savvy was too distracted by the stench to shake it off as he led her to the bar. Once there, she threw his arm off her and leaned against the bar. He called for the bartender and reached into his pocket, withdrawing his wallet. "Two vodka shots."

The man looked Ricky up and down. "It's 21 to drink kid."

Ricky pulled out a hundred dollar bill, and Savvy swallowed a gasp.

"Does this make me old enough?"

The man looked around, took the bill, and poured the shots for Ricky. He made to move away, and Savannah called him back. "Hey wait, can I have a water please?"

Ricky put a hand on her arm- it was cold and sweaty. "Yo, I already got you a drink."

Savvy wrinkled her nose. "I don't know you."

The bartender handed her a water bottle, but the boy grabbed it before she could.

"Give me my drink please."

He smirked. "One vodka's not gonna kill you."

Savvy rolled her eyes and pushed away from the bar, eyes scanning the crowd for Ashley or David.

"Who're you looking for?"

She didn't answer.

"David? David Cortez? Cause we're friends, I'll take you to him."

Savvy raised a brow, surprised that David would actually be friends with this asshole. "Yeah, he's with one of my friends. Look, I'll see you later." And by later, I mean never.

The boy touched her shoulder, and Savvy tensed. All he did though, was hand her the bottle of water. "Hey, I'm sorry. Look, I opened your bottle for you- truce?"

Grudgingly, she took the bottle from the red-haired boy. She took a gulp, and continued watching the crowd for her roommate.

"Why don't I help you look for your roommate?"

Savvy blew out her cheeks, but the boy had just called a truce, and she wasn't going to be the one to break it. She took another drink of water, her throat was getting even drier. The song changed, and "Just Lose It" by Eminem came on. The lights began flickering to the beat, and Savvy could feel her heart pounding. She took another drink of water, and a moment later, she felt bodies pressed to hers, moving her to the music. She threw her head back and laughed. Then there were hands on her waist, and she recognized them as Ricky's. He pulled her against him, and she could feel him shifting behind her. She raised her arms to take a drink, and he wrapped his around her torso- vaguely, she compared it to an octopus's grip. His breath was on her throat, it tickled, and she giggled, taking another drink of water. Then she felt his lips on her neck, and there was a moment where she forgot the dryness of her throat, the pounding of her heart, or the beat in her ears. She blinked, the lips moved up to the side of her face, and she whirled around, catching Ricky by surprise.

"Ah ah ah!" He grinned, and reached for her again, lips puckering. Savvy tucked her hand into a fist and slammed it into his stomach. He fell to the ground moaning, and Savvy looked around. The scene in front of her was blurry, but she didn't see that many people. Somehow they had made it to the edges of the crowd- she scowled. It would take forever to find Ashley at this rate. Someone grabbed her shoulder, and she jumped. It was Ricky, and he looked furious.

"You fucking whore, do you know who I am?"

Savvy snorted. "Did you seriously just use that line?"

His grip on her shoulder tightened, and the smirk left her face. "Let go of me."

The boy didn't obey, only held on tighter as he dragged her to the left. She tried to dig in her feet, but the blurriness was setting back in. She managed to reach up and punch him in the jaw, but he did nothing but grunt and keep moving. "Let me go!"

They were approaching a side door she hadn't noticed before when someone else grabbed her arm. "She said, let her go."

Slowly, she felt her head turn to face Jer. In the flashing lights of the club, his pale skin and red-blond hair glowed, and his cloudy eyes met Ricky's with pure rage. The other boy turned around and went pale, and Savvy wondered if the two knew each other from before.

Ricky yanked Savvy towards him, and she stumbled. "Back the fuck up white boy- this is my bitch!"

Jer snarled, and tugged Savvy to him. I wonder if this is what a rope feels like in tug-of-war…

Ricky pulled her the other way, and in another moment, her left arm was almost yanked out of her socket, and she was flat against Jer's chest. His heart was pounding, and she could feel the tension in his body. She closed her eyes, the lights were beginning to hurt her brain. And then she felt Ricky's hands on her waist- a moment later, a scream of anguish.

She forced her heavy eyelids open, and saw Ricky on the ground, clutching his hand. He looked up, and she could see the tears running down his face. "My hand! You broke my hand!"

Jer began moving forward again, and in the back of her mind, she knew she should stop him. She put her arms out, and tried to talk. With growing horror, she realized that her tongue was too thick for her to talk. She tried- all that came out were moans. She turned to Jer and gestured to her tongue with terror on her face. Slowly, she remembered- blind, he's blind, he can't see you. She put her hands on his chest and mumbled helplessly; somehow Jer seemed to understand the problem- he put a hand to her face, her lips, then dropped it, turning to Ricky with an enraged look on his face. The boy's screams grew louder, and they matched with Eminem's owns shouts. She wondered if anyone was watching, and what she would do if they were.

===65+56+65===

"What are you doing?"

David looked up as Ashley dashed to a dark corner of the club, and he followed, wondering what had distracted her. Reaching the corner, he saw. Savannah was leaning on a wall, eyes closed, and Jer was on top of someone else, punching them repeatedly in the face. Ashley let out a cry and raced to pull Jer off the other boy- who David now realized was Ricky.

"Jer, what are you doing?" Ashley was struggling to hold the tall boy back, but he was almost out of her grip. David could hear the last chorus of the song starting; he knew the minute the song was over, everyone in the club would hear Ricky's desperate shrieks for help. He stepped directly over to Jer and Ashley. "We have to get out of here. Now."

Jer finally pulled out of Ash's hold and moved towards Ricky again, whose screams only grew louder. "I'm gonna kill him! I'm gonna fuckin' kill him!"

David grabbed Jer and hauled him toward the door. "Not tonight you aren't. Ash, grab Savannah, we have to leave."

Ashley grabbed her roommates arm, then caught the younger girl as she stumbled, almost fell. "Wha- Savvy! What's wrong with you?"

Jer bucked in David's grasp. "Ask him! Ask that bastard on the floor!"

Somehow, David managed to get the door open, and he threw the snarling boy through it. Ash came through next, supporting Savannah, whose eyelids were fluttering. The door slammed behind them, and David heard the music come to a close. In the silence, Ricky's screams were eerily loud.

David looked around. "Let's go- this way. We can catch a cab on the next street."

He looked up from the road when he heard Ashley's panicked intake of breath. He turned, just in time to see Ashley falling to the ground under the weight of her now unconscious roommate. "Savvy? Savvs, wake up!"

In two steps Jer was at Ashley's side, taking the younger girl from Ashley's anxious grip. He hoisted her up, wedding style, and looked in David's direction. "Which way are we going? They're going to be looking for us any second."

Ashley stood up, and brushed snow off her knees. David realized they had left the coats in the club. "David, which way?"

He shook his head and pointed. "Here- we can catch a cab on 6th street."

===23+32+45===

Kev pulled away from Jennifer, a faint smile on his lips. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and giggled nervously.

"So…yeah…"

"So… that was nice…"

Kev's ears burned, and he closed his eyes. "Tell me I did not just say that."

She giggled again, and put her hand on his arm. "No, you're right, that was nice."

He opened his eyes and rubbed the back of his head. "Hold on, I gotta take care of something real quick."

She nodded, and picked up the movie bag. "I'll get another movie. I think we have time for one more."

Kev walked silently to the kitchen, then threw open the door. "Gotcha!"

Surprised, he looked around when he didn't see his sister lurking behind the door. Jennifer came up behind him. "What're you doing?"

Kev scratched his head. "I thought I was gonna catch Aditi in the act."

"Your sister? It's almost two in the morning, no way she's still up."

Kev scoffed. "You don't know Aditi. Anyways, she didn't bring the phone back down. She knows it'll die if it doesn't charge- I'll be right back."

Kev took the stairs two at a time, then slowed. He didn't want to look too eager. He opened the door to his sister's room- yellow this month- and tiptoed silently to her desk. The phone wasn't there. He turned in a circle. No phone. He blew out his cheeks.

"Diti. Diti where'd you put the phone?"

The lump on the bed didn't move, and Kev frowned. His sister was normally the world's lightest sleeper- he couldn't even walk down the hall at night without her head popping out and asking him what he was doing. He moved over to the bed and turned on her reading lamp.

"Diti, wake up." He leaned over to shake her, and the covers slipped off the lump. He gasped, then threw all the pillows off the bed, and the sheets as well.

"Aditi? You better get out here! Now!"

He gave it a minute, then plopped on her bed. "Okay… okay, think. When did you see her last…think think think…phone call, she got a phone call… from a boy! Think like Aditi…boy boy boy… find the phone!"

Kev sprang off the bed and noticed a pile of clothes. Red clothes. The clothes Aditi had been wearing a few hours earlier. He dug through the clothes, and pulled out the phone. He pressed *69 and waited for the operator's voice.

"This call came from Pay Phone Number 28, located at the corner of 18th and Park."

Kev dropped the phone. 18 and Park- that was almost thirty minutes away by foot. And with the weather, walking could take almost an hour- or longer.

He stood up quickly, and ran to his room. A moment later he was thudding down the stairs, jacket on, hopping into his left boot. Jennifer looked up, confused.

"Is- is everything alright?"

Kev bent to lace up his boots. "Aditi's snuck out, I think she's meeting a boy. I'm really sorry, but I have to go. Do I need to call you a cab?"

"No, no, I drove here."

She got up, and began pulling on her coat. "I'll go warm up the car." Kev looked at her, confused.

"Well you don't think I'm gonna let you go alone, do you?"

Kev pulled on his gloves. "No, it's fine, I'll get her myself."

"With what car? You said your's was in the shop, and your parents have the other one."

"I'll call a cab."

"Who knows how long it'll take for them to get here? Don't be stupid- I'm here, I have a car, your sister's in trouble, let's go."

Kev frowned, then nodded. "Alright, let's go."

Fifteen minutes later, they were circling the block where the pay phone was located.

"Are you sure you didn't recognize the boy's voice? Maybe he was a friend from school?"

Kev shook his head, watching out the window, heart pounding. Now that he thought about, there had seemed to be something mature about the boys voice, almost older. For all he knew, it was a full grown man trying to sound like a kid. He pounded his thigh. How could he have been so stupid? He had been so self-absorbed with his stupid crush on Jennifer, that he completely ignored the fact that his sister was missing-

"Wait!" The car screeched to a halt, and Jennifer pointed out her window. "There- isn't that- wasn't that bike in one of the pictures?"

Kev looked at the electric blue bike with peace sign stickers covering it. "That's Aditi's bike!" He leaped out of the car and dashed across the street. He felt his sister's bike, then looked up at the building it was locked to. "This is a warehouse- what the hell is she doing in a warehouse?"

Jennifer ran up the stairs and jiggled the handles. "It doesn't matter. Now come on, the doors unlocked!"

He followed her up the stairs. The minute she opened the door, they could hear it. The screams. The screams of a little girl. Jennifer blanched, but Kev shook his head. "Not Aditi. Come on."

They let the warehouse door slam behind them, and started up the rickety stairs. The screams got louder as they climbed, and on the third floor, they veered to the left. Kicking open the door, he saw three figures in the corner. Running so fast he wondered if he was gliding, he reached his sister and yanked her to him. She yelped, and the boy opposite her jumped up, eyes flashing.

"Let her go! You better let her go!"

Before Kev could say anything back, his mind exploded. He released his sister and fell to the ground, clutching his head. He saw Jennifer writhing on the ground next to him. Aditi screamed, joining the noise.

"Make her stop! She's hurting him!"

"She can't help it, I told you that!"

The wordless explosion took on a voice. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

The boy grabbed the girls hand. "Don't worry Tina, it's alright! Just stay calm!" But the screaming died down, and slowly, Kev sat up. He grabbed his sister again.

"Aditi, what the hell is going on?"

"Let her go!"

Aditi put up a hand to stop the angry other boy. "No, no, he's my brother!"

Kev pulled his sister around to face him. He was surprised to see her eyes were red- she'd been crying. "Diti, what is going on?"

Aditi pulled out of his grasp, she took the screaming girl's hand. "They're my friends and she didn't take her medicine and now she's sick!"

Kev took in the scene- the screaming girl, the panicking boy, the first aid kit from his mother's room- "Jennifer, do you-"

He turned to face the other teenager, then stopped. Her face was white, and her eyes were almost bugging out of her head.

"Jennifer? Is something-"

"Timmy? Chris?"

The boy looked up, disbelieving. A moment later, he was flinging himself at Jennifer with a hoarse, disbelieving cry. "Jenny? Jenny!"

The boy's impact knocked the both of them over, and Kev jumped up, confused. "Jennifer? Are you okay?"

The boy was crying into her stomach, and Jenny looked up at Kev with big eyes. "These are the kids I used to baby-sit!"

"So you know them? Can we take them home?"

Jennifer shook her head. "No, Kev, these are the kids I used to baby-sit in Florida!"

"Oh."

She set the boy down and crawled over to the little girl, who was clutching her head. "Chris? Christina, it's me, Jenny. What's wrong?"

The girl's eyes popped open, but Aditi pushed Kev down before he caught more than a glimpse of bright blue. "No Kev, don't look at her eyes! She can't control it!"

Kev looked to the side and saw that the boy had slapped his hands over Jennifer's eyes as well.

"Diti, who are these people? How do you know them?"

"They're Timothy and Christina, and I met them the last month."

"Well, she needs serious help- there's something wrong with her muscles, they keep spasming. I'm calling 911."

Two voices shouted "No!" in unison. Kev looked down at his sister. "And why shouldn't I call the hospital? This girl could die- I'm surprised you didn't call already!"

Aditi hung her head. "I wanted to, but they said no. They're in trouble I think, and the cops won't help."

The boy- Timothy- looked up at him with big blue eyes. "The cops would only make things worse."

Kev threw his hands up in the air. "So what are we supposed to do? We can't leave her like this- it's freezing here, and she needs help!"

Jennifer looked up from where she was cradling the girls head. "And she has a fever- her temperature is way to hot. And her pulse, it's going crazy! Guys, we have to call the cops!"

Aditi burst into tears. "The cops won't help!"

Kev ran his hands through his hair. "Jen, do you think your grandpa could help?"

She looked up at him, disbelieving. "He's out of town- I don't know where he is. Are you suggesting we don't take her to the hospital?"

"Well, not just yet- maybe there's a reason these kids don't want to call the cops!"

"Yeah, cause they're kids!"

Kev blew out his breath. "Listen. Arguing isn't going to help anything, especially when it's almost freezing in this building. We need to get her somewhere warm."

Aditi jumped up. "We could take her home!"

Kev shook his head. "Grandma might be a heavy sleeper, but not so heavy she won't hear a little girl screaming in the kitchen."

"So what are we supposed to do? Where do we take her? My grandpa's gone, but the live-in maid is still there, and she's a light sleeper."

He looked at Jennifer. "I have an idea, but I don't know if his father's home."

"David?"

"Yeah. He's our only choice."

===01+10+01===

David paid the cabbie and watched as it drove away. There had been a close call at first, but they had managed to convince the taxi driver that Savannah was just a passed out drunk. She was still being held by Jer, and Ash was pushing her curly hair out of her face as they speed walked up his drive-way.

"David, do you know what that Ricky kid did to her?"

Just hearing Ricky's name made him clench his fists, and apparently Jer had the same reaction- he clutched Savvy even tighter.

"No, but trust me, I'm going to find out."

His phone rang, and he looked down. Kev. It was almost three in the morning, and he considered ignoring the call. On the eighth ring, he answered.

"Kev, this isn't a good time-"

"No listen David. I need your help.

===34+43+34===

OHMYGOD I READ ANGEL. it was better than final warning, and basically the same as max and fang. um, it was like a really well written fanfiction. like, if it was on this site, it'd have like a billion reveiws (HIS POWER LEVEL IS OVER 9000!) but it was like... not as good as the first three. we meet fangs new flock, and it like a cast of oc's. they weren't real people, like the rest of the flock- they were just filler charecters. you have the guy who thinks he's a player, the snobby rich girl with anger issues, and the pretty quiet-nice girl. and oh, the nerdy guy. don't forget him. i mean, they were funny, and they had some good lines that i laughed at, but the book was just flat. the worst part? the WORST part? all that ella iggy nonsense. (yes i called it nonsense, and yes, i am probably a little bitter) i mean, i HATE eggy, but i have read some fanfictions where the author makes it bearable. and realisitic. it was NOT in the book. it just seemed like james patterson was like- oh yeah, throw in some bits about ella having a crush on iggy, sounds good. BOO. i was so sad. i sat there and read it in barnes and nobles, and at the end, i was just like... okay. is that it? are we done with this? EVEN THOUGH THE END WAS HELLA GOOD, THEY SHOULDVE LEFT IT AS A CLIFFHANGER WITHOUT SPOILING IT BY GIVING US THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE NEXT BOOK, all the stuff in between was just uhhh okay. AND. i wonder what world is living in. cause some of the stuff that happened would've gotten the military, the U.N, the M.I.B, somebody important involved. not some kids with wings.

SO. now that i've ranted. im sorry this update took so long, but i've been trying to focus WAY HARDER on my schoolwork. last night was literally the first time i've been out-out this who semester. and i was back by two. which is when i finished this chapter. needless to say, i had to fix A LOT of typos. ;) um... harry potter reference? yeah, i know, nerdy. STINKSAP. COME ON. IT WAS GENIUS. umm... ill try to get the next chapter up in a week or two, at the latest over spring break. love you guys!

please read&reveiw! -stripedpolkadots

Hell Yeaa
Drink it up, drink-drink it up,
When sober girls around me, they be actin like they drunk
They be actin like they drunk, actin-actin like they drunk
When sober girls around me they be actin like they drunk

Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, in my ride, like Three 6
Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now now now now now now I'm feelin so fly like a G6