I have made a mistake of epic proportions.

Zach: Cutting your hair?

Abby: No, not up-

Zach: Not seeing Mockingjay yet?

Abby: No, Zach- I mean not up-

Zach: Becoming an RA?

Abby: NO, ZA- Well, actually, yes, but that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about not updating for over a year... I guess time has really gotten away from me. However, it is finals week here at my school which means- PROCRASTINATION! Today, while playing Trivia Crack, (AKA real crack), I got the sudden urge to start writing again. I apparently had already written about half of this chapter months ago, it turns out, but I have had such a stupidly busy semester that I didn't realize.

So, I apologize for how little I update my stories, and I never promise for more freqent updates, but I would like to say that there will be more in our future. Without further ado, Chapter 23!

Previously on 50 Ways to Annoy Iggy: THE STORY

"Are you taking pictures?" Iggy quizzed. Panicking, I figured I had to lie and get out as soon as possible.

"Oh,yea! Dr. M would love to see this so we can keep it forever! I'd say it's creativity at its finest!" I muttered, leaving the room and grabbing Gazzy's hand to drag him and our blackmail to Fang's room.

"Fang, it's blogging time!"

23) Pay Gazzy 10 bucks to imitate Iggy saying "O.M.G. What the Flock! How dare you steal my man?"

24) Then pay Angel 10 bucks to make him say it

25) Record it

26) Tell him later you didn't realize he felt that way about Fang and that he should go give Max a piece of his mind

27) Then blackmail him however you like.

MAX POV

As my surroundings vaguely started appearing around me, I snuggled myself deeper and deeper into my pillow—my pillow named Fang, that is. After staying up for hours the night before reading hilarious comments from the pictures of Iggy that were floating around Fang's blog, I figured I owed it to myself to have a little R and R.

Mild excitement rushed through my veins at the sight of the sun peeking through my curtains, knowing that what lay next to me wasn't simply a body pillow.

And not that the Flock wasn't totally aware of the eternal love affair going on between the two fearless leaders; it wasn't exactly like we were good at hiding it anymore.

Tiny kisses trotted their way down my cheek to my nose, until I felt a familiar pair of lips slide down to my own. Smiling into my morning wake-up call, I pushed my body closer to his, hugging his figure into mine, until we became one inseparable being.

"I could get used to waking up like this, you know. Lazy and sweet is actually kind of nice. Who knew?" I giggled.

Fang nipped at my nose, resulting in a small scowl followed by a hearty laugh; Fang hated when I teased his sweet and sensitive side. Looking forward to a relaxing day, knowing that we hadn't planned a prank with the Flock today, I closed my eyes again allowing my eyes to flutter closed.

"O.M.G. What the Flock! How dare you steal my man?" My eyes forced open and my heart pounded as I heard Iggy shout from outside my door.

GAZZY POV

We hadn't let Max and Fang in our plan for today's prank, figuring we'd get a bigger kick out of it with them clueless. Nudge held the video camera in her waving hands beside me as she kept blabbing on about how funny it would be when Max and Fang found out they would unintentionally be a part of the prank. I even thought it was worth it for the surprise to not get my ten bucks.

We all gathered around Max's door and I cleared my throat. Iggy was in the bathroom, equally as unaware of what would be happening.

"O.M.G. What the Flock! How dare you steal my man?" I shrieked toward the door. After hearing rustling from what lay beyond the door, I poked my sister. "Angel—now!"

Angel's face went very dark with a concentrated look and suddenly Iggy emerged from the bathroom wearing a maroon, velvet bathrobe that I'm fairly sure none of us knew he owned. From beside me I saw Nudge flick on the camera and position it toward my big bro. Iggy's eyes looked glossier than usual and he suddenly possessed a very agitated face, reaching for the door handle.

"O.M.G. What the Flock! How dare you steal my man?" Iggy squealed, slamming the door open. Max and Fang scrambled apart from one another as Iggy strutted towards Max like a sassy Tyra Banks. Max stood up, a very annoyed look pointed in my direction. I quickly passed Angel the ten bucks I owed her and ushered her to run. Nudge continued recording and cackling hysterically.

With a hip cocked and his pointer finger up, Iggy suddenly snapped out of his fit. Realizing his stance, he shook his head and I swear I saw flames of fury protrude from his ears and envelop his spiky blond hair.

"ANGEL! WE HAVE A RULE AGAINST INVOLUNTARY MIND CONTROL ON FLOCK MEMBERS. THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS!"

Maniacal giggles came from down the hall and Nudge pranced down to find Angel. I leaned myself in the door frame.

"You know, Iggy, I didn't realize you felt that way about Fang. Maybe you should give her a piece of your mind," I shot at him, smirking. "You know, that 'America's Next Top Model' thing you had going was really convincing. Thank God we got that on tape!"

As Iggy started to lunge at me, I quickly dashed away, seeking safety. What a day.

Let me know what you think! Short, I know, but I'm planning on combining several parts of the list into next chapter. Stay tuned!

Love and Finals Week,

Abby