Maximum Ride is property of James Patterson. Kisha Reaper and Deveann are property of Me! Kumali is property of Jwan.

I feel kinda bad, no one reviewed my last chapter. You want Faxness? Keep reading, it's there.

Fang's POV

When I woke up I found that Kumali, Deveann, Kisha, and the kids were gone. They must've been at Libby Lu. Then I remembered.

"Kisha's mom is paying for us to spend some time at this really fancy hotel. Kisha says you and I can have some...er... alone time there. I'm inclined to believe that means that the kids will be up to their necks in fun and everyone can just relax for once. I think it'll be fun. Tomorrow we're packing our bags, picking Deveann up from work and going to the hotel. Kay?" Max's voice sang in my mind.

Tonight's the night.

I got together my CD player and hair gell and put it in my backpack before waking the others.

"Hm?" Max mumbled rolling off her side and onto her back. Her eyes blinked open.

"Rise n' shine, sleeping beauty." I said before going to get up Iggy. I shook him a few times. He grumbled and pushed me away. I kicked him.

"Fine." He mumured rising to a seated position. We packed up the rest of our belongings which, admittably, wasn't much, and went to see Deveann in a pink boa doing the macarena. When we arrived Deveann was just sitting behind the counter smiling his fool head off. Kisha on the other hand was wearing a pink boa and was giving a little girl a makeover. Nudge and Angel were having the time of their lives and Gazzy was playing a gameboy. Kumali called us over.

"Where'd Gazzy get the gameboy?" Max asked, her voice sounded panicky.

"Some homeless guy gave it to him for a bag of potato chips." Kumali shrugged.

"Really...?" Max's voice trailed off.

Max's POV

He got a cell phone from a hobo

This is what happens when you're not around, Max.

I suppose so.

The aroma of chili bit at my nose and I noticed a Chili 3 way just under it.

"Hungry?" Kumali taunted. I have her a pleading look. "It's yours! I got one for each of us!" She smiled handing out food right and left. "Uh, Max? Could you give Deveann his?" I nodded and walked it over.

"What're you so smiley about." I put the chili down in front of him. He picked up the fork and dug in.

"Earlier Kisha was doing the macarena." He semi-laughed through his chili. "Then she dropped the tiara she was handing a little girl."

"And that's funny because..." I began but instantaneously knew why.

"She had to bend over to pick it up." He said it slow like he was spelling it out. I rolled my eyes.

"What would Kisha do if she knew you've been staring at her butt this whole time?" I sighed, knowing the answer to this question as well.

"She'd beat me up, that's why she's not finding out." He wiped his mouth with his arm.

"So, I thought your job was to do the macarena and give little girls makeovers."

"Not today, Kisha's filling in for me. My boss says she should work here full time but Kisha says she'd rather work at Hot Topic."

"She hates Hot Topic with a pssion."

"Exactly. But then, she hates Fang with a passion and she tolerates him."

"He's your best friend, right?" I felt kinda stupid for not knowing this.

"3rd best friend. Flock comes first." He reminded me.

"Of course. So, are you gonna have fun at the hotel?" I asked sitting down on the counter and eating my food.

"As long as Kisha doesn't kill me with that handheld death trap of hers."

"What death trap?"

"Her brush..." I cracked up. Once Kisha had given three more makeovers, two of which were Nudge and Angel, and did the macarena two more times we headed out.

The hotel was amazing to say the least. I could hardly imagine how Kisha must've felt. She looked so happy she could squeal but I couldn't wrap my mind around it. Her parents were the richest people in the midwest (her parents live in Indiana), although her father was never around he was off doing research. His findings and family inheritance has left her mother and brother extremely wealthy.

"I love this place..." She whispered looking back to Deveann with a bright smile.

"Mistletoe." Kumali warned. Kisha took another step so she wouldn't have to publicly embarass herself by kissing Deveann and having him freak out about it and push her away.

"Oi vey..." Deveann said under his breath which indicated this wasn't the first he'd run into today. After which everyone came in single file.

"It's beautiful in here!" Kumali cried in amazement. The kids oohed and awed.

"You stayin' here or not?" The clerk grunted.

"Oh! Yes! We should be under Reaper." I said calmly despite the fact that this man was just a few years older than us but looked like he had a hangover. He laughed spitefully.

"You? No, a bunch of kids couldn't possibly pay for a month here."

I looked back at Kisha.

"A month?" I mouthed. She was as shocked as I was. She shrugged.

"Guess mom went over board." She whispered. "Look, I'm Kisha Reaper and," She held up five 100 dollar bills. "Benjamin Franklin says that mommy can pay for anything she pleases." She waved the money in his face. He handed me a key card. "666" it said. Needless to say, this was a bit unnerving. Either way I got everyone into the elavator. I glared at Gazzy and he promised not to act up. I told Fang and Iggy not to jump up and down. I gave Kisha a conserned look. She punched Deveann in the arm.

"I won't." He sighed. Kumali giggled at this. When we got to the top floor we saw that it was the 5th floor. To get to the 6th floor we had to walk up stairs. Why? Because our room took up the whole floor. We unpacked our back packs. The girls jumped up and down on one of the beds. Problem.

"There are only two beds." I pointed.

"Uh huh. I thought that you, Nudge, and Angel would sleep on one and Fang, Gazzy, and Iggy would sleep on the other." Kisha stated simply.

"But what about you, Deveann, and Kumali?" I asked.

"I deal. Kumali, Deveann, you two okay with this?" She turned to the others smiling but her tone said she didn't care either way.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" Kumali smiled brightly.

"More than okay with not having to share a bed." Deveann yanked a one of the fifty pillows off of the boys bed and put in on the floor.

"So then, one thing before we start the Christmas Eve festivities." I was busy taking pillows off of the girl's bed and wasn't really listening until I heard Fang laughing out loud, which didn't happen much. I turned.

"Why did you do that?" Deveann's used to be white bit is now stained T-shirt was in Kisha's hand instead of on Deveann. She handed Deveann her shampoo, conditioner, and some Axe.

"Go wash up before I get the pants, too." She threatened.

"Goodness sakes..." Deveann sulked into the gigantic bathroom with a bathtub that had jets.

"Just a teensy bit agressive..." Kumali laughed nervously.

"Welp! Max! Why don't you and Fang go get us some dinner?" Kisha clasped her hands together.

Gosh, she's so open about it.

She shoved us out the door.

"If you come back with food I will murder the both of you." She hissed out through the almost closed door. We understood.

"This is awkward." I mumbled going down the stairs with Fang at my heels. He grunted in agreement. "It's not like I can just-" Fang grabbed my hand and led me to the the elevator.

"Don't jump." He warned hitting the first floor button. He was still holding my hand and I had thoughts of ripping myself from his grip. When we reached the bottom floor he still had a death grip on my hand and he dragged me outside. "I was walking around the town one day and I saw this meadow with a stream running through it. It's one of those amazingly perfect places you only see in paintings." He must've been leading me there. "I thought of you." He looked back just in time to see a blush make its way across my face. He smirked. When we got there I saw that he was completely right, it was so perfect it couldn't possibly be real. "Do you like it?"

"Well it's not like you can give it to me." I rolled my eyes.

"I can't, but Kisha can. Her mom has enough money to buy Saturn. If I ask her to she will." He seemed completely serious about this. "I know it seems a bit early but, Merry Christmas, Max?" My heart skipped a beat. Fang was giving me a meadow for Christmas?! This made hair gell seem so trivial. I couldn't top that. "Max? You do like it, right?" He repeated.

"Of course I do! It's... It's... I'm at a loss for words." I gave up on trying to discribe perfection.

"I'm glad." He smiled a bit.

"But... my present..." I started. My words were muffled. Fang kissed me again. This time my mind was calm enough to take it rationally, to enjoy it even. He ran his hands through my hair and I just clung desperatly to his jacket for support. His mouth was sweeter than I'd thought it would be. I was sure that anyone who could act so stoic couldn't possibly be so sweet on the inside. He pulled my head even closer if it was possible. But then, a lot of impossible things were happening to me today.

You're not alone, Max.

I heard the chatter and giggles of people passing by on the street. Fang felt the tension tickled the back of my neck. A shiver ran up my spine. Unexpected plans popped into my subconcious. The ones obsessive lovers think of. Like, what will my engagement ring look like, what song will play at our wedding, how many kids will we have, that stuff.

You asume you'll live long enough to have kids.

A single tear streaked down my cheeks. Why did someone always have to cry when we kissed? I pulled away.

"Are you okay, Max?" Fang wiped the tear off my cheek. I turned away.

"That dang voice." I hissed. (she's actually not supposed to say dang, it's the cuss word but I couldn't bring myself to type it. Sorry I'm such a goodie goodie.) He sighed.

"Not going easy on you is it?" He pulled me into a hug. "Dont' worry about a present at all, I'm just glad you return my feelings. For a while there... well, I wasn't sure..." He hugged me tighter.

"We should... we should get back. And..." I looked back at the meadow, "thank you, Fang. It's the best thing anyone's ever given me."

Next time, leave me alone, you STUPID VOICE!

No answer.

My horrid attempt at a cliffhanger. (smacks head on text book) Not updating till I get a review. (co-authors don't count, Jwan) Kisses! (it's my old closing an I kinda miss it)