Hey peeps! So I wrote like, the first five lines at work experience cause I was bored and they didn't have anything for me to do. So there was me, sitting in an office cubicle and reading Grazia ((a magazine for those who don't know)) and writing for you guys. :) But then I realised what I wrote contradicted the previous chapter, but worked as the chapter after this. So I had to redo this whole chapter. Oh well.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, but I did score a free Grazia magazine.

Growing Up
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Road Trip: Midnight Revenge

MAX POV
"Max! Fang! Could you help me with the kids?" My mum asked as soon as we stepped out of the elevator. She was ringing the bell for the reception desk, while Nudge and Gazzy were tugging on her summer dress and complaining about how they were tired and hungry.

I grabbed Gazzy and Nudge, while Fang grabbed Angel. I held Gazzy's hand in one hand and Nudge on the other, and gently pulled them towards the elevator. Fang, being the strong guy he was - don't tell him I said that, his head is already big enough - lifted Angel into his arms and she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Keys?" My mum threw the keys to the younger kids' room without even looking at me.

"Thanks!" I called over my shoulder, pulling my younger siblings towards the door. I quickly glanced at the key and read the words engraved into the tag. Floor 2, Room 75.

So it seems only Jen and Iggy are on the same floor as Fang and I. Interesting...

"Come on guys, we'll get you into your rooms and order some room service." At the news Gazzy and Nudge perked up.

"I've always wanted to order room service!" Nudge jumped up and down.

We arrived at their room. Basically the same, but a little bigger and three single beds in front of the wall with the television. There were two other doors connected to their room. My mum and dad's and Fang's mum and dad's room, I'm assuming.

Nudge and Gazzy immediately ran to the beds and jumped up an down. Angel's eyes slowly opened and rested immediately on Nudge and Gazzy bouncing on the beds. Her eyes flew wide open and she grinned, all signs of sleepiness gone. She squirmed in Fang's arms, trying to get out of them. He put her down on the ground and she basically flew to the bed. Jeez, kids sure do bounce back fast.

They jumped and giggled, Gazzy doing a few flips. "This is soooooo fun!" He laughed.

I smiled at the scene before me, glad that the kids were so happy and having so much fun, even though the vacation hadn't even started.

I picked up the phone to order room service, but Nudge was beside me quicker than I could blink. She grabbed the phone, dialled #1 and waited for the operator. I stared at her and shook my head. Nudge was sometimes so...Nudge.

Fang stared slowly comprehending what just had happen. Ha-ha, a little slow to catch up, are we Fang?

"Yes, hello?" Nudge spoke into the phone, getting to business. "Is this room service? Good. I would like to have dinner sent up to Floor 2, Room 75. I'd like, steak with chips. And gravy."

"Actually," I interrupted Nudge's order. "I wouldn't mind some steak and chips either." I rubbed my stomach, just realising how hungry I was.

"Make that two orders," Nudge placed a hand on her hip. A habit of mine she, undoubtedly picked up from me. "Gaz? Whaddya want?" She asked, moving the phone away from her mouth.

"Spaghetti!" He called from his bed, which he was still jumping up and down.

Nudge nodded and placed the phone back to her mouth. "An order of spaghetti. Angel?"

Angel stopped jumping and landed gracefully on the bed. "Ice cream!"

"Angel," I sighed. "You can't have ice cream for dinner. You can have it for dessert, but first you need a meal."

"Oh," she beamed at me anyway and thought, slightly frowning in concentration. "Just chips then."

"Good girl." I praised, Angel beamed again.

"A bowl of chips with tomato sauce. Have you got all of this down? Fine, read it back." She paused "hmm-ing" and "mmm-ing" every now and then.

"I feel sorry for the guy who falls in love with her." Fang whispered in my ear. I stifled a laugh.

"Same." After a moment, I added, "He'd have to be pretty whipped."

This time Fang chuckled quietly.

"Fang?" Fang straightened at the sound of his name. Nudge looked at him expectedly.

"Yeah?" He asked warily.

"What did you want to order?" She asked him.

Fang pondered for a moment, ignoring Nudge's impatient stare. "I'll have a burger with the lot and chips."

Nudge nodded and repeated his order into the phone. "That's all. Thank you." She thanked the operator sweetly. Nudge could be a nightmare and a dream at the same time. "He said it would take no longer than an hour."

"Cool. We'll wait here and eat here as well." I sat on angel's bed which was in between Gazzy's and Nudge's and directly in front of the tv. "What's on tv..."

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

"It's that foooooooood!" Gazzy called excitedly and jumped up run to the door. However so did Nudge and Angel.

They all fought to open the door, getting nowhere. I sighed. "I'll get it guys." I gently pried them from the door and told them to sit down at the small dinning table in their room. They rushed to the table and sat patiently.

"Hi," I greeted opening the door. There stood a typical blonde surfer type dude, grinning a perfect white smile. I'm pretty sure I'm blind now. "Uh...dinner?" I asked, slightly squinting from the whiteness.

"Hey cutie," he smiled even wider - if that is even possible - when he saw me. Shallow asshole. He rolled a tray with all our food into the room. "Did you want me to put everything on the table?"

"Nah it's fine just leave the tray here." I reached for the tray, but he held it out of my reach.

"Are you sure? Cause it's be no hassle." He flashed another grin, blinding me once again.

"No really. It's fine." I emphasised. He clearly wasn't getting the message.

He moved the tray away from me again. I was slightly starting to get pissed. You don't want to mess with hungry Max. "Are you really sure?" I see what he was trying to do. He thought I was flirting. I felt like smacking my head against the wall. Repeatedly.

"YES! I am sure! Hence why I told you a bagillion times! Give me the damn tray!" I was on the edge.

"Max?" Fang appeared. Yes, I thought relieved. "Where's the food? The kids are getting restless."

To prove a point, the kids yelled from the other room, "Where's the food!"

I gave a pointed glare towards the annoying guy who was standing in between me and my dinner. Fang nodded in a oh-I-understand way. He grinned amused.

"Hey, mind if I give you a little piece of advice?" Fang asked the annoying guy.

He grinned, "sure, go ahead."

Fang stepped forward and grabbed the tray. "Don't stand between my girlfriend and her food." With that, he walked off, pushing the tray to the dinning area.

"G-G-Girlfriend?" The annoying dude, stood rooted to the spot. I smirked and followed Fang.

"Feel free to show yourself out." I called out over my shoulder.

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"Finally," I huffed, throwing myself onto my bed. "I'm so tired."

"Same." Fang agreed, sitting at my feet.

"I can't believe our dads arrived three hours after we did." I stared up at the ceiling.

"Yep." I felt his weight move off the bed. "Well, I'm off to bed. Good night Max." He leant down and kissed my forehead.

"Good night Fang." I closed my eyes and heard a click as Fang left my room.

I had tossed and turned for an hour, but I couldn't get back to sleep. I felt like I had forgotten something, like I had something to do and my sub-concious wouldn't let me sleep until I finished it. But what was it?

Did I forget something at home? No...that wasn't it. As I racked my brains for whatever it was I had forgotten, one word resurfaced to the top of my thoughts. Revenge.

I sat up quickly. And smiled evilly. That was it. I quickly changed into my proper pyjamas - a singlet and short cotton shorts - and crept stealthily to the door separating mine and Fang's room. I turned the handle quietly and push it open enough for my lean body to slid in, glad that it wasn't on of those squeaky doors.

Fang was still dressed in his clothes from the day. I tip-toed towards his bed and carefully climbed onto his bed. Fang stirred, and I froze, my heart pounding in my ears. He turned onto his back. Mwuahaha, Fang you're just making easier for me.

I carefully and gently placed one knee on his side and other knee on the other side of his hips. I sat above his belt, his lower abdomen to be exact. I tried to keep a straight face as I leant forward a little and placed my hands on his muscular stomach.

"Faaaaaang," I softly called. Nothing.

"Faaaaaannng," I tried a little louder. Still nothing.

Hmmm...then i got an idea. I slipped my hands underneath his shirt, slowly and torturously slow up his stomach, stopping at the bottom of his sternum. See, I did learn something in freshman health.

I kept moving them slowly up and down, eventually using only one finger to draw light patterns on his skin. He eyes slowly fluttered open. Yes.

"Wha?" He lifted his head, still half asleep.

"Faaaaannng," I called again. He turned his head and the sound of his name.

He eyes shot open when he realised what was happening. He looked down his body, to where I was seated.

"Holy shit." He breathed, when he saw how little I was wearing.

I used two fingers to walk up his chest, moving my body to his face. Now, my face was barely an inch away from his. I leaned in, my lips just touching his.

Come on. I mentally urged him. He took the bait and leant forward to pressed his lips to mine. But I was expecting that, and leant back just as he leant in. I mentally patted myself on the back. You go girl.

"Well," I jumped off him and ran to the door. "Good night Fang."

I laughed once and left Fang lying on his bed, breathing in and out deeply. Revenge is sweet.

There, finally. Revenge is sweet.

Read, review and look forward to Christmas,
- FlowerChild22