I am SO sorry I didn't update when I got the 5th review! I tried to, but there was this stupid error thing when I was trying to submit the document. So, I'm going to try again. I hope it works today. If you're reading this, it has.

Okay, I finally have the next chap. It took me a while to type this. I hate typing for long periods of time. It gets boring. But, oh- I read an AWESOME book yesterday. It's called Head Games by Mariah Fredericks and it is SO COOL! You should all read it. Alright, well, thank you KelleyFitzgerald, Yascarocks, and starry-eyes184 for reviewing. Thank you SO much Ime247 and EdwardAddict for reviewing SO many times. That was awesome. OK, I'm not gonna do the 5 review thing anymore. You can review if you want; if you don't want to, you don't have to, but it will just take longer to update 'cause I don't know what I'm doing next and I really need your ideas. Um, this might be a bit fluffy but I really wanted to get something kinda like this in. No one get mad at Fang in the end- he has GOOD reasons. I'm not going to tell you anymore, so, here's the chap:

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"Hey," Fang greeted, walking into the hut and sitting on the couch next to me.

"Hey," I replied quietly. He tilted his head toward me, lifting one eyebrow. "What?" I snapped. I watched a smirk slowly form on his face while I waited for him to answer my question.

He never did.

Instead, he leaned forward until my shortened hair brushed across his face. Fang hesitated, but, before he could pull away, I leaned forward, closing the few inches left between us. Slowly, our lips met. I lost all though as Fang's hand slid over the back of my neck, pulling me closer. We were kissing for the third time, but this time no one was interrupting, and Fang was kissing me back. They do say that the third time is the charm.

Fang's soft lips slowly left mine, but he didn't pull away. He just sat there, his dark eyes staring into mine. "Max…" he whispered, but he was cut off. A loud knock sounded on the door. I looked at it and hesitantly stood up. I heard Fang stand as well, as I went to open the door.

I reached for the doorknob and pulled it open. "Max, I'm so glad you're here," Talon told me, coming inside. "I know that this is probably the smallest kind of civilization to ever exist, but I doubt I would have been able to find you if you hadn't been here." She paused, taking a quick breath. "Well, um, lunch is ready, and I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me. There are no other girl Hunters anywhere near my age, so it kind of gets lonely." That was true. I had seen a few guys who were probably in their teens, but there were no girls.

I laughed. "Yeah, I get that. Nudge isn't far from my age, but it does get lonely. I'll come." I turned around to make sure that was okay with Fang, but he wasn't there. I looked at the room he'd stayed in the night before and saw that the door was closed. Frowning now, I told Talon, "We should probably go." I followed her out the door and back to the center of the camp, which I now knew as Central Square, strangely enough.

We made our way to the fire pit where the food was being cooked and picked a plate off of the table. (These people were more civilized than us.) I slowly walked around the table, grabbed an apple, a piece of chicken, and a burnt, lumpy roll.

I followed Talon to a dark, wooden table where some other Hunters were already seated. "Hey, Maxy," one of them greeted; Josh. Talon quickly took her seat, so there was only one left- next to Josh. She quickly looked at me, a sly grin on her face, and turned back to her food.

I hesitantly took the seat next to the Hunter that had attacked me less than 24 hours ago. Searching for some form of distraction, I picked up the chicken I had gotten and took a bite of it. I immediately noticed that it had a flavor I was not used to. It wasn't a bad flavor, just different.

"Mmm, this is good chicken," I complimented when no one else said anything. Talon looked up at me. All of the others were now staring at me strangely, as well.

"Um, Max," said Talon, hesitantly, "this isn't chicken." I immediately stopped chewing. Not chicken?

"Oh. Well, what is it?" I asked, dreading the answer.

"It's, uh, squirrel," explained Talon.

"Squirrel," I choked out. Okay, I could deal. I am not going to gag. I am not going to gag. "Well, it's good," I lied, trying to force whole pieces of squirrel down my throat. Slowly, the others at the table turned away.

"Mmm…" growled Josh. "This is good squirrel. It's so good," he continued to moan, closing his eyes and letting his mouth hang open. He slowly opened his eyes and glanced my way, grinning as he saw my disgusted face. "What, Max? I thought you liked squirrel," he teased.

"Shut up," I muttered, turning back to my own food, and finishing the last few pieces of squirrel. The second I was sure that I didn't have to eat more squirrel, I sighed in relief and took a huge bite of my apple. I savored the sweet taste, trying to wash all thoughts of the meat out of my mind.

After my apple and roll had been devoured, I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. I sat there for a moment, but I could feel myself becoming nervous, restless. I had to do something. Hesitantly, I stood and said, "See you guys later." I turned back to the food table and put my plate in the water bin where I had seen a few Hunters put theirs.

I started to walk back to the hut, anxious to speak to Fang, but as I left Central Square, I was intercepted. A dark blur jumped out in front of me and yelled, "Voila!" Josh stood in front of me, holding his arms wide, revealing himself as if he were a magic trick.

I couldn't help but smile. My anxiety faded as I looked at the Hunter before me. "Hello again, Josh,' I greeted him. "Do you need something?"

"Yes!" he exclaimed in a whisper, as if he had a secret. "I want to show you something." He spun around and started jogging away.

Confused, I started after him. I soon found out that his jog was much faster than mine. At a flat out run, I followed the Hunter into the strange jungle-forest. "Josh, wait!" I choked out, gasping for air. I really preferred flying. Realizing that I would kill myself trying to catch him, I slowed.

My head felt light when I stopped, and I swayed to the side. Max, what are you doing?

What do you think I'm doing? I yelled in my head, wishing my Voice would go away again.

Max, my Voice continued, despite my obvious anger, you don't know where you are. If you lose Josh, you lose yourself.

Finally, I took in what my Voice was saying. Josh. Where was he? I felt my breathing quicken. I had no way back to the camp, to my flock.

Suddenly, I heard something behind me. Spinning around, something moved behind a tree. "Josh!" I yelled, my voice breaking. "Josh?"

"Yeah?" I jumped when I heard the voice just next to me. What had been moving? Suddenly, Josh jumped through the bushes on my right.

"Oh, my gosh." I was breathing again. "Don't go that fast," I ordered him.

I felt a sheepish smile form on my face as a grin came across his. "Sorry," he laughed. I could tell he didn't mean it, but that was okay.

We started off at a brisk walk. I didn't know where he was taking me, but I wasn't worried. A half-smile took over my lips as I realized that I trusted him. I didn't know if that was good or not.

After what seemed like twenty minutes, we stopped. "Here it is," said Josh, looking back at me. I looked around. It was the same stuff we'd seen throughout the whole walk. Just as I was about to say something, Josh said, "No, not here. Here." He pointed to a space between two bushes. Then I realized I could hear water. Josh grabbed my hand, making me freeze in surprise as he dragged me through the opening. I closed my eyes, trying to protect them from the clingy bush limbs that were now surrounding me.

When I opened them, my jaw dropped.

We were enveloped by greenery. Trees of every kind circled the large clearing and lime green bushes filled the spaces between the trees. The ground was carpeted by lush green grass, dotted with bright flowers of ever color and size. Above us, the sky was a beautiful light blue with small ribbons of perfectly white clouds. Then my eyes settled on the waterfall. A baby blue stream fell down the mountain until it reached the glistening rocks and became the white foam, splashing through the jagged stones before it turned into a flowing river again.

Just then, I noticed Josh watching me. How long had I been staring? "It's great," I said, breaking the silence. "How'd you find it?"

He smiled. "It's not so hard to find things when you spend your life in a camp with nothing to do."

"Oh," I said stupidly. "But it really is beautiful."

"It's not the only beautiful thing here," he whispered. I shivered as I felt his breath on my neck. When had he gotten so close? Josh slowly wrapped his hand around mine and pulled it back, forcing me to face him. "You're beautiful, Max." He slid his hands onto my shoulders and pulled me forward.

Guilt and happiness tore at my heart as I felt my lips connect with Josh's. Chills ran down my spine as his hands moved down and wrapped around my waist, pulling me into his chest. I could hear his heart pounding as his lips moved over mine, pushing harder now. All thoughts drifted from my mind as I stood enclosed in Josh's arms.

But suddenly, I heard a seemingly loud CRACK from the bushes we had entered through. Jerking away from the Hunter, I looked over to the place the sound had come from. Just a bit further, a flash of black disappeared from sight. Fang. I darted through the hedge and began sprinting through the forest, following the almost silent footsteps of my fellow flock member.

Back in the camp, there was no sign of Fang. I quickly made my way to the hut, ignoring Talon as she asked what was wrong. When I got to the small house, I yanked the door open and ran inside.

"Fang!" I yelled, suddenly realizing that he was standing a few feet away, staring at me, disgusted. "Fang," I began, but he cut me off.

"Max, I don't care, okay?" he snapped at me, making his way to his temporary room.

I jumped in front of him. "No, Fang, I mean it. I am really sorry. I didn't want that to happen." I took a deep breath, seeing that he was listening for now. "There is nothing between me and Josh." I grabbed his wrist, trying to get him to understand me.

He jerked away. "Max, I really don't care." Fang backed away from me, glaring. "Go make out with Josh. I don't care. Just leave me out of it." He quickly pushed past me into the room, and slammed the door shut.

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There's chapter 8! Was it okay? I hope it wasn't too fluffy. Please, please review! I'll try to update soon. Hey, does anyone know what squirrel tastes like? You guys- this is my second to longest chap! I'll try to make the next one longer to make up for such a long wait between updates because of the STUPID error. I'm sorry but that error really bugged me. OK, thanks for reading!- Dringer

P.S. Read Head Games!