I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much. I think this might be it for us. Blow me one last kiss. You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of shit. My head is spinning so blow me one last kiss. Just when it can't get worse, I had a shit day! You had a shit day! We had a shit day! I think that life's too short for this. Want back my ignorance and bliss. I think I've had enough of this. Blow me one last kiss!

Oh, I love that song! If you don't know, that was Blow Me by P!nk. And I don't own it. The title sounds really inappropriate doesn't it? (Maybe I just have an inappropriate mind...) Well, it's not. And I LUV IT! Okay, time to type the chapter. No more stalling.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maxie or her friends!

Max: Don't call me that. *Throws Cake a death glare*

Me: *Gulps* I… err… I don't own Maximum Ride. Let's just start this chapter, shall we?

Ch. 37:

Cara POV (OMFG! Never done this before…)

I sighed and stared at my perfectly manicured nails. It wasn't that I minded them being long and unruly, I just had an appearance to keep up. I was the nerd-turned-gorgeous-beauty. Not to sound full of myself.

I began to empty my backpack, trying to find my English assignment. As I stuffed my hand into the pack, I randomly started grasping stuff, trying to find the paper.

Finally, my hand touched a paper that seemed the right size. Smiling at my victory, I pulled the paper out. My smile quickly turned into a frown as I realized that the paper was blank. Great.

I flipped the paper over and was surprised to see the bright orange writing. I don't own an orange pen… maybe it was Michelle's. She has been following me around like a puppy dog for a while now…

I read the writing.

Cara,

Want to take down Maximum Ride? Meet me outside your house at 7 PM.

I stared down at the neat scrawl and decided this could be one of two things.

1. It could be one of Max's friends pranking me. A set up, if you will.

2. It could be an opportunity. And if you know me, you know I don't pass those up easily.

I debated this and looked at the clock sitting on my windowsill. 6:50. I only had 10 minutes to decide.

I did have a vengeance against Max. Well, not exactly. I had a vengeance against Fang. Wouldn't you? We dated for months and then suddenly, one day, he realizes that he's too good for me? That idiot will never know I was the best thing that ever happened to him.

But Max… Max did nothing wrong. No, she did do something. She ruined my perfect plan at the dance. She ruined it because she just had to go and make Fang care for her more than me. She's a bitch. If this isn't a set up, she deserves everything she's coming to her. Yes, my emotions were always clouded when it came to Max, but right now, I knew what I was doing.

I got up off of my cozy bed, threw on a jacket and walked outside.

Standing by my mailbox was a tall man in a large trenchcoat. How frickin' cliché.

I smirked. "Trenchcoat, really?"

"Yeah." His voice was dark, a bit hoarse, and mysterious. "Are you going to the masquerade?" He asked suddenly.

"Of course I am." I scoffed. Anyone who was anyone at the school was going.

"Good." The man said. "Max is going, too."

I was shocked. "That loser is going?" I asked. How could Brigid stoop so low? I thought we were both on the I-hate-Max bandwagon.

"Yes. And if you want to get rid of Maximum Ride, you'll make sure that at precisely 6:30 PM tomorrow, she'll be outside the party. Then I'll take care of her."

I smiled. "The perfect opportunity. And no blood will even be on my hands."

"Nope. Not on yours. So, will you do it?" He asked.

Why wouldn't I?

"Of course."

I sighed and continued talking to Brigid's father. He was an old man, but he was the perfect person to zone out on. I could act like I was talking to him, but really be watching Max as she mingled with others at the party. Though her mask disguised her to most, I could tell it was her. She looked stunning, but I didn't care.

"They come here! Invade my beach, invade my property, and then just up and leave!" Brigid's father snapped. "There was the tall one only dressed in black. Probably one of those emotional types. And the girl. She was blond and also tall. She had brown eyes. I swear when I find them I am going to chase them so far away…"

The description he had given me was shocking. That was definitely Max and Fang. I checked my watch again. 6:29! Crap! How am I supposed to-

A smile appeared on my thin lips.

"Is that the girl, Mr. Dwyer?" I asked, innocently pointing to Max, who had conveniently removed her mask.

His eyes enlarged to the size of saucers. "It is. Thanks, Cara. You are such a good kid."

I watched in amusement as he approached Max, fuming. Fang was nowhere to be seen, but I didn't care. This was far to fun to watch. I grinned evilly. I began to wonder what Mr. Mysterious had in store for Max. What kind of embarrassing stunt was he going to pull?

Yes, Mr. Dwyer. I am such a good child.

Max POV

I could feel the stares as I walked through the front doors with Nudge, Ella, and Angel. Sure we looked amazing, but were all the stares necessary?

I didn't want too much attention, this actually was the beach house Fang and I ran away from. I really didn't want them catching Fang and I. That wouldn't be very good…

I heard a wolf whistle that was obviously directed towards yours truly and turned to glare at the perpetrator. It was… Josh?

Still fuming that he would be so… indecent, I walked up to Josh.

"Hey baby." He said, grinning in true Josh fashion. Oh, god. He really didn't know it was me. His gazes slowly ranged down my body.

I frowned. "You perv!" I slapped his arm.

"Max?" He asked, incredulous.

"No duh." I crossed my eyes.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was-" I cut him off with a hand.

I smirked. "It's cool. Just don't go wolf whistling to random girls. Or I will get Fang to come after you."

He gulped and I laughed.

I walked away until my eyes landed on Fang. He looked amazing in a black tux with his awesome yellow tie. Totally kidding, the tie was black. His mask was black, too.

I walked up to him from behind and tapped him on the shoulder.

He spun around quickly and looked relieved to see me.

"Max." He gasped. "You look… gorgeous." He finally said. Now, Fang was often at a loss for words, but not like this.

His eyes roamed down my body, but unlike with Josh, I didn't feel uncomfortable. He finally met my gaze.

"Done checking me out?" I asked.

"I dunno." He muttered. I rolled my eyes.

"Want to dance?" He asked, a glint in his eyes.

I looked at him like he had a third eye. "No!"

"Good. Me neither. I'll go get us some punch, okay?" He asked.

"Are you sure it isn't spiked?" I asked suspiciously.

"No." He laughed. "Brigid's dad is in charge of this party. He wouldn't let it happen."

"Do you think that's the guy who told us off?" I wondered aloud.

Fang nodded. "More than likely. Well… I'm going to go get the punch."

"No problem." I said, watching him leave.

Once he was out of my vision, I sighed. I removed the itchy mask I was wearing. As Ella says, it may 'complete the look', but it was annoying!

I turned my gaze and saw the man from the beach stomping toward me. Turning on my heel, I sprinted toward the doors.

I knew he was on my tail, but I had a feeling I could make it.

I grinned as the fresh air hit me with a rush. Suddenly, two arms grabbed me. I struggled against the muscular grips dragged me into the street. After a while of struggle, a cloth was forced over my mouth. I held my breath. Don't breath it in. Don't breath it in, Max.

Then I was dizzy. So dizzy. I felt myself collapse in the middle of some parking lot. I slowly shut my eyes, even though I knew I'd regret it later.

I wish I could say my last thought as I blacked out was something special. Something along the lines of, I will always love you, Fang or It's okay. I will always be strong.

But noooo. This was my life. So obviously my thought was none of the above. My thought as I blacked out was simple.

I hope this asphalt isn't too jagged. Ella would kill me if I ripped this dress.

Whoa! That chapter was long! And I finally got a POV that wasn't Max, Fang, or 3rd Person. I feel so accomplished!

My answer to last chapter's question: I would rather be anonymous. It would be so fun to be unknown! And I'm so shy... Ha ha. No. I told my friends I was shy once... they looked at me like I had a third eye. Just because I'm not afraid to belt out song lyrics in the middle of the soccer field, doesn't mean I'm not shy! Okay. Maybe it does... but whatever.

This Chapter's Question: Would you rather have a unicorn or a Pegasus? This is a VERY serious question. VERY.

~Cake.