Hey everyone…sorry I've been, like, dead for what seems like forever… things have gotten bad with my horse, so I've been pretty out of it…and then I got all apathetic, and my grades slipped (and my finals are next week!) so then I scrambled to catch up… so, yeah. I'm really sorry. I'm gonna try really hard now to be a faithful author again.

Incase anyone was wondering, my horse is a little better now. She's still lame, and I'll probably never be able to ride her again, but I'm just happy I get to keep her. For the last couple weeks it's been on and off about whether or not she had to be sold…and I did NOT like the lady they were thinking of selling to. She was so irresponsible. We did like a two week long test to see how she would do with Rondie, and she totally neglected her! The only reason Rondie was getting brushed and taken care of was because I was sneaking out to the barn to take care of her.

But, anyway, the deal with the lady is off and Rondie is once again mine. I'm starting her on a mineral supplement and physical therapy to see if I can get her to the point where I can at least walk, trot, and canter her. Anywho, that's why I've been dead to the world of Fanfic for so long. On with the story!

Enjoy!

Nightwings93

PS: To Fanged: I put Bubbly in this one.

Max POV: Chapter 43

"Oh, my God! That is going to kill in the morning," I grumbled while I hoisted myself up into sitting position.

"Dude, are you okay?" The glasses kid asked me.

I squinted up at him. "Would you be okay if some burly man's fist went in your gut?"

"Um, I pretty sure I'd be crying right now."

"I rest my case," I muttered. "Now, help me up before my boyfriend sees."

"Um, okay," Glasses replied and stuck his hand out.

I reached for it and tried to pull myself up. Note to self: do not count on a wimpy, glasses kid for strength and stability when trying to get off the ground. I yanked on his arm, expecting it to be firm like Fang's (what the hell was I thinking?), and was sadly disappointed when Glasses came crashing down on me.

"Oof," I cried as his elbow slammed in my gut. "Lay off my stomach will you? It's in enough pain."

"Sorry," Glasses said sheepishly. He quickly got off of my and offered his hand again.

"No thanks," I croaked. "I'll do this on my own."

I rolled over on my stomach and got into push-up position. Using what little strength I had left, I shoved myself off the muddy ground. Once I got high enough, I put my knees under me and shakily got to my feet.

"You okay?" Glasses asked.

"What is your name, anyway?" I wondered. "I can't just keep calling you Glasses in my head."

"Um, I'm going to ignore that last comment. My name is Ben."

"Nice to meet you Ben." I arched my back and cracked it three times. "Word of advice, Ben: stay the hell out of a woman's game. Frisbee is too dangerous for a kid like you."

"Um," Ben mumbled, stunned by my words.

"Catch ya later," I yelled as I limped off in the direction where I last saw Fang.

I picked up my speed a little and tried to hide the limp I seemed to have developed. I didn't need Fang freaking out when he saw me.

"Max!" I heard Fang yell.

I turned around to see Fang running up to me. "Hey!" I called waving.

"Where did you go?"

"Oh, I had to take care of something," I replied. "So, ready to go kick senior ass?"

"Sure," Fang said smiling. "Gazzy has the Frisbee right now. He's running for the end zone."

"Let's go." I grabbed Fang's hand, and we started running towards the end zone.

Fang let go of my hand and veered left while I went slightly to the right. As I was running, I saw the senior who had slammed into my stomach. Pay back time. I narrowed my eyes and increased my speed. I made a bee-line for the senior and put my arms in front of my chest like and 'x.'

I smacked into the senior's back and pushed with my arms. The senior pitched forward and went face-first into the mud.

"Oops, sorry, didn't see you there," I snickered and ran off towards the end zone. Time to win this game.

I poured on the speed and ran faster. Iggy had just gotten the Frisbee from Gazzy and was taking six big leaps towards the end zone. Iggy jumped in the air and shot the Frisbee at Fang. Fang leapt up and caught it with one hand. He turned and bounded for the end zone. I raced into the end zone and shot my hands up. Fang saw and chucked the Frisbee. A junior from the opposite team tried to hop up in the air and intercept it, but Kyle knocked him down in mid-air. The Frisbee kept flying and floated gently into my waiting hands. We had scored another point.

The game progressed in a similar fashion. The seniors and juniors would score one. Fang, Iggy, Gazzy, Kyle, and I would score another two. The game went on for hours on end. Finally, there were only two seniors left and the five of us.

"Do you forfeit?" Fang called across the quad.

"Never!" One of them yelled back.

"Suit yourself. It's your funeral!" The twins shouted in tandem.

"You guys can have the Frisbee since you're out numbered," I announced as I flicked the Frisbee in their direction.

The two seniors charged at our group. They were hard to make out because it was so dark and they were in black, but the blow sticks on the Frisbee gave them away. The first senior rushed forward while the other took large leaps toward the end zone. After his sixth step, the senior jumped in the air and chucked the Frisbee as hard as he could. His friend was running past me looking the air for the Frisbee. He jumped, the glowing disc about the land in the up-turned palms.

"No way in hell," I muttered.

I jumped, too. My elbow clipped the senior in the chin and sent him flying backwards. I snatched the Frisbee from the air, landed, and took off running. After my six steps, I saw Fang waving his arms like a madman. Using all my strength (which is quite a lot), I hurled the Frisbee forward. Fang jumped, caught it, and started running for the touchdown.

The one senior left was running at Fang doing some really weird sounding war cry. Fang turned his head. He was in a flat out sprint and had no time to react. The senior was about to flatten Fang when the twins jumped out of nowhere and pounced on the senior. Fang scored, and the senior face planted in the mud. I looked around the quad. There were juniors and seniors everywhere. Either passed out in the field or sitting on the edges holding their stomachs, or ankles, or arms.

"I think we won!" I yelled.

Fang, the twins, and Kyle gave a loud whoop. They all rushed over to me, and we started singing We Are the Champions by Queen.

"Hey, freshman!" One of the seniors screamed. "Get the hell off the quad before we come kick your asses!"

"This would be a good time for us to leave," Kyle muttered.

We all nodded out heads and ran as fast as we could back to the dorms. We all converged on the kitchen, and Iggy started pounding out grilled cheese sandwiches.

Nudge, Ella, and Katie had followed us to the kitchen and were sitting next to their boyfriends.

"OMG!" Nudge squealed. "You guys were soooooooo amazing! Like, you were, like, BOOM! And then, like, POW! And then, like, Max was all HIYAAA! And then Fang was like 'I'm so cool and I know it. Watch what I can do with a Frisbee.' And the twins were, like, soooooooo cute with their double team…and Kyle was all smexy with his tough guy way of tackling people. This was soooo much fun to watch. Waaaaaay more fun than football! OMG! I wish we had gotten that on tape, y'know? Cuz, like-"

Gazzy slapped his hand over Nudge's mouth. "Give it a rest for maybe a few minutes?" Gazzy begged.

"Okay," Nudge smiled and rested her head on Gazzy shoulder.

"I'm gonna go get washed off," I informed everyone. I couldn't stand the way the mud was caking in my hair. I waved goodbye and started heading for my fourth floor bathroom.

"Max!" I heard Fang call. "Wait up!"

I stopped and turned to see a very muddy Fang jogging up to me. "Hey," I mumbled.

Fang took a few steps closer so he was about an inch away from me. He bent his head down so we were eye level. "Nice job out there," he whispered.

"You too," I said smiling up at him.

"You look pretty adorable covered in mud," Fang muttered, taking my hand in his and playing with my fingers.

I blushed a little. "You seem to work the mud pretty well yourself."

Fang chuckled. Suddenly, his face had swooped down even lower and his nose was brushing against mine. I closed the gap, and our lips met. I could feel the fire works running through my body as Fang's lips moved in perfect synch with mine. Fang broke the kiss after a few moments.

"See you in a few," Fang whispered. He turned and walked back to the kitchen.

"Yeah," I sighed and headed for the shower. My fingers tingled and a bubbly feeling had settled in my stomach. I knew the perfect song for this feeling.

I few minutes later I hopped in the shower and started singing a song I'd heard a few years ago.

Will you count me in?

I've been awake for a while now
you've got me feelin like a child now
cause every time I see your bubbly face
I get the tinglies in a silly place

It starts in my toes
and I crinkle my nose
where ever it goes I always know
that you make me smile
please stay for a while now
just take your time
where ever you go

The rain is fallin on my window pane
but we are hidin in a safer place
under covers stayin dry *(safe) and warm
you give me feelins that I adore

It starts in my toes
make me crinkle my nose
where ever it goes
i always know
that you make me smile
please stay for a while now
just take your time
where ever you go

What am I gonna say
when you make me feel this way
I just...mmmmmm

It starts in my toes
make me crinkle my nose
where ever it goes
i always know
that you make me smile
please stay for a while now
just take your time
where ever you go

I've been asleep for a while now
You tucked me in just like a child now
Cause every time you hold me in your arms
I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth

It starts in my soul
And I lose all control
When you kiss my nose
The feelin shows
Cause you make me smile
Baby just take your time now
Holdin me tight

Where ever, where ever, where ever you go
Where ever, where ever, where ever you go
Where ever you go, I'll always know
Cause you make me smile here, just for a while

I was walking back to the kitchen after my shower when I ran into none other than Ari.

"Hey, Ari," I said quickly and started to walk a little faster. I didn't need to talk to him right now.

"Max, wait," Ari barked, grabbing my arm.

I shook my arm from his grip. "What?" I asked sharply.

"It's Sam."

"It's always Sam, isn't Ari?" I hissed.

"You need to listen this time," Ari insisted.

"No, I'm not going to listen, Ari," I snapped. "I'm done with him. He isn't a part of my life anymore."

"Sam is always gonna be a part of your life, Max. He doesn't just disappear. He's not a ghost you can bury. You of all people should know that."

"Shut up!" I cried. I didn't want to think about. Sam was ghost. Sam had to be ghost. Sam was buried. End of story.

"No, I'm not going to shut up. I've come to warn you. I'm not going to let Sam take you by surprise. That's not fair." Ari paused and took a deep breath. "He's coming back. He's coming back to Oregon, and he plans to finish what he started with Fang's family."

DUN DUN DUN! DOOOM….ok sorry. I get carried away sometimes. :P my bad.

Hope you liked it

Nightwings93