Max's Karaoke Night! Chapter 3: Fang's POV!, a maximum ride fanfic

Fang's POV

I watched politely as Lissa sang. She wasn't a bad singer, in fact she's the lead in the school choir, but something about this song sounded wrong. I wanted to sigh sadly as I realized how true to my life this was though. I truly loved Max and, even if it wasn't quite for the reasons in the song, she turned me away. I never stopped loving her though. After all, she's my Max. My strong, beautiful, compassionate, sarcastic, and surprisingly hopeless when it comes to love, Max.

Speaking of Max, she was currently glaring at Lissa with a look that should have left the girl in cinders. I saw Angel look at her and smirk, and move she obviously learned from Max herself. A moment later a heard her giggle and shrug her shoulders. There was an evil look in both girls eyes and I was slightly terrified. Max went back to glaring daggers at Lissa and she sighed with relief when she finished singing. At got the feeling Lissa's sing had bothered her a whole heck of a lot more than it had bothered the rest of us. I wonder why that was.

"All right everyone! Give it up for Lissa! So what did you all think of the song? Once again, that was called Sc8er Boy! Next up we have a song called One Girl Revolution! Do we have any takers out there?"

I saw something light in Max's eye and she nearly leaped out of her seat. She hesitated for a moment and I saw her eyes glass over. She must be having a mental conversation with Angel. Yep, Angel's eyes are glassy too. Max's eyes cleared and she stood up,"I'll sing it," she announced in a clear voice. All the flock's eyes were on her.

Iggy snorted, "you sure you want to do that Max? You and music don't really mix."

He and Gazzy started cackling like crazy, and she shot him a glare that was totally wasted on the blind kid. Max stormed upstage and waited impatiently for the guy to tell her where to go. "Alright!" He called loudly to the audience, "we have another contestant! What's you're name kid?"

"Max," she growled, "now can we get this over with?"

He just smiled and directed her to the back room. I just sat there for five minutes waiting impatiently for her so come out. I know, what a good boyfriend I am? Thinking about a girl I've known my entire life instead of my girlfriend who is currently talking about how sure she was she was going to be the best singer in the entire bar. I zoned her out until I heard Max's name thrown into the mix.

"I wonder why she went up there in the first place. I bet she can't even sing. How can she stand to go up there and make a fool out of herself after everyone hearing was real talent is. She should have at least waited until a few more people had gone up, that was it wouldn't have been quite so embarrassing."

Through this entire speech I had watched as Angel's fists clenched tighter and tighter. Finally she snapped and turned on Lissa. "Shut up! You don't know what the hell you're talking about! Max has more talent than you could ever dream of, and you're just a bitch with an ego! So I'll say it again. Shut up before I make you walk home." As opposed to me carrying her in the air as I had to get here.

Um, wow. Let me just say that the smirk is not the only thing of Max's Angel has perfected. She seems to have the death glare and killer voice, down pat too. Though of course, no could ever be as threatening as Max. Even my glare looks weak next to her when she's mad. Angel looked at me and smile. Uh oh. "Thanks Fang! Though you're right of course. No one is better than Max!" Lissa gasped and gave me look of pure fury.

'Angel!' I thought frustratedly, 'why did you have to phrase it that way? Now I'm in even more trouble!' She just shot me and evil grin and turned back to the stage to watch Max emerge with a huge smirk on her face. I knew I should be trying to calm down my fuming girlfriend but instead I watched as she grabbed the mic and nodded for the music to start.

I wear a disguise
I'm just your average jane

The super doesn't stand for model
But that doesn't mean I'm plain

My jaw nearly hit the ground, and I saw the rest of the flock's doing the same. Lissa was nearly purple with anger and jealousy. I saw Max smirk and focus on her music again.

If all you see is how I look
You miss the superchick within
And I christen you titanic underestimate and swim
I've got the rifle gonna be myself
I've got the rifle gonna be myself
I've got the rifle gonna be myself
I've got the rifle gonna be myself

At this part she started jumping up and down and she nearly shouted the words out and I started smiling like crazy. I couldn't take my eyes off of her but in the corner of my vision I saw Nudge and Angel dancing around, trying to sing with her. I turned my head to watch them for just a moment before turning back to the stage.

I'll be everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world

And I'm a one girl revolution

Some people see the revolution but most only see the girl
I can lose my hard earned freedom if my fear defines my world
I declare my independence from the critics and their stones
I can find my revolution I can learn to stand alone...

Ah, so fitting to her life...

I'll be everything that I want to be (I'm back to the shouting)
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world...

And I'm a one girl revolution

I'm a one girl revolution

And I'm a one girl revolution

[CHORUS]
I'll be everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world

everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world

I saw her take a deep breath as she finished the last line, and nearly went deaf when the room exploded into applause. Of course they like her. That song was beyond amazing!

"That was Max with One Girl Revolution! What did you all think of her? Did you like her?" The announcer was was met with another deafening roar of voices screaming. "Alright, alright! You liked her! So, tell me, who here wants to hear her sing again. Say it with me! Max, Max, Max..."

The audience joined him in calling her name. I wanted to join, but I thought there would be and attempted murder when Lissa heard me. If it was possible, Max turned an even brighter shade of red. "Really," she interrupted, "I was only planning on singing one song."

"Oh come on Max! You're amazing! You're voice was soooo not what I was expecting! It was like tough and girly at the same time! How is that even possible? Well, I guess it is. I mean, you're so pretty, but you're also super tough! OMG! That song was so perfect for you! Please sing again Max? Please, please, please?"

I think you all know who said that. Max sighed at Nudge. "Fine," she said, "I'll sing again if you want." she grumbled the last part and I couldn't help the smirk the crossed my face. The entire crowd cheered again. She stomped into the back room to get her next song. After her allotted time was up she walked back out to the mike. "This song is call Complicated. She nodded for the music and the process started again.

Uh huh, life like this
Uh huh, uh huh
That's the way it is.

Cause life like this
Uh huh, uh huh
That's the way it is...

Chill out
What you yelling for?
Lay back
It's all been done before
And if you could only let it be you would see

I like you the way you are
When we're driving in your car
And you're talking to me one-on-one
But you become...

Somebody else, 'round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me...

Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Acting like somebody else, gets me frustrated
Life's like this and you'll,
Fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And turn it into
Honestly promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it.
No, no, no...

You come over unannounced
Dressed up like you're someone else
Where you are and where it's at you see
You're making me, laugh out
When you strike a pose, take off
All your preppy clothes
You know you're not fooling anyone
When you become

Somebody else, 'round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me...

Chill out
Whatcha yelling for?
Lay back it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be, you would see

Somebody else, 'round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me...

Why you have to go and make things so complicated? (yeah, yeah)
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated, lifes like this you
When you fall, and you crawl, and you break, and you take what you get
And you turn into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No, no, no...

I noticed Max didn't look my way once the entire song. Is that really how I've been acting? I looked down at my clothes. They were the same black they usually were. Then I realized this isn't what I usually wore. Since I had begun dating Lissa she had made me start wearing other colors like dark blue, red, and green. I was only wearing black tonight because it was my night with the flock and I had point blank refused to listen to her when she tried to tell me to change. Things had also been awkward with Max lately. I nearly always had Lissa attached to me, and Max would hardly speak when she was around. I wasn't even close to being forgiven for telling Lissa about our wings, and Max still didn't think she had any right to know what she considered flock business. I also know I must have hurt her on Ari's birthday when I didn't even try to comfort her after I found her crying in her room.

I saw Max's head snap up and I noticed the crowd screaming even louder than before. How had I managed to miss that? I heard a few guys in the back wolf whistle, and I would have laughed when I saw Max's face turn red, but I was too busy holding back to urge to strangle the guys who had the nerve to wolf whistle at my Max.

The announcer jumped back on stage, took the mic, and half turned his body to look at Max and the audience at the same time. "Another amazing song! Now if it's okay with Max, why don't we have her sing one more song."

She didn't even bother arguing this time. She just walked into the back room to learn yet another song.

I noticed she looked surprisingly nervous when she came out his time. "This next song is called So Much For My Happy Ending." It seemed like there was something else she wanted to say was well, but she just started singing.

So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

[Chorus:]
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do [CD version]
All the stuff that you do [radio edited version]

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

[Chorus]

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

[Chorus x2]

[x2]
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
So much for my happy ending

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

It broke my heart when the song ended and I realized there were tears steaming down her cheeks. She wiped them away quickly hoping no one had noticed, but I had noticed.

"Wow! Another amazing song! Who here would like Max to continue singing?" Everyone one in the room started screaming and the announcer laughed. "Alright, alright, I get the message. I'd like to declare the end to this competition as it seems we're already found our winner! Max, if you'll come with me I'll explain what this means."

I started panicking. This guy seemed nice, but what if he was an eraser or a whitecoat just waiting for me to be off my guard.

'Don't worry Fang. He's not with the school. He'd just like to ask Max some questions about her singing.'

Max quickly jumped off the stage and followed him.

Iggy was the first to speak once she was gone. "So what do you think he's talking to Max about? Angel? Do you know?"

"Yep! He wants to ask Max to sing all the songs, and record them! He thinks she's good enough to go public!"

Nudge squealed excitedly. "OMG! That's so amazing! Did you guys know that Max was so good? I didn't. Isn't it amazing how much these songs sound like her? I wonder who wrote them? I bet it was a girl! Do you guys think it was a girl? How many songs are there? Is Max going to be like totally famous? Fang do you think Max was good?"

Nudge finally shut up without Iggy having to do anything, and he took a deep breath to answer as many of her questions a possible. "Yes Nudge, I knew she was a talented singer. Yes, the music is amazing. I bet you're right, only a girl would write music like that. There are probably quite a few more songs, or he wouldn't be bothering with asking Max to sing them all. Max might kill someone if she becomes famous but she's definitely talented enough. Your turn Fang."

He looked my way and smirked. I knew he was hoping I would say something that would get me in trouble with Lissa. As tempting as the idea sounded, I really was not in the mood to cause another fight. Besides, how could I possibly say what I truly thought of her singing? There were no words to describe it. There was also the small fact that Iggy seemed to be hiding something. Like he knew more than he was letting on"She was alright," came my quiet voice. Iggy looked like he wanted to jump up and strangle me. He probably thought I hadn't listened to her at all. But he couldn't have been more wrong. I heard every word she sang and I wished more than anything I could make things right between. I didn't know what to do though. There was always the possibility that Max didn't feel this way. These songs were being randomly selected, and it wasn't like she had written them or anything. No, Max would never write music. Or at least, she would never let anyone hear her music. Only Angel- wait! Angel! Her and Max seemed to talking with each other earlier and she did say to Lissa that she was talented, which makes it sound like she knew Max could sing. Same with Iggy. He did just say to Nudge he knew she could sing. And the music fit our life, and Max herself perfectly. What if. . . what if she really did write the music? Then why wouldn't she tell us?

'Think about it Fang. What have two out of the three songs been about?'

'Angel? Are you saying Max did write the music?'

'Think about the words Fang! What are they about?'

I knew Angel wasn't going to give in, so I did what she said and thought about it. The first song definitely fit Max and I don't think she would have any problem sharing it, but Angel a had said two out of three. And the other songs had both been about, well, me.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by the very person I was thinking about coming and plopping down in a seat. She had a distant and conflicted looked in her eye so I figured she wanted some privacy to think. To my amusement, right as I thought that, Angel went over and climbed into Max's lap. Max didn't even notice, she just idly began stroking her golden curls. After a few seconds of this, both of them got a glassy look in their eyes as the began a mental conversation. Max got a surprised look on her face, and Angel turned her head and rolled her eyes at her. Max, being Max, must have thought something Angel didn't appreciate because then she shouted out, "HEY!"

Every head at the table turned to look at her and Max must have noticed for the first time they weren't alone. Lissa, who hadn't known I was watching Max then entire time, was annoyed when I turned my head towards the girls. "What?" She spat at Angel.

Max growled and Lissa would probably have some kind of broken limb by now if Angel wasn't sitting on her lap. Instead it was Angel who responded. Remember what I was saying earlier about her turning into a mini Max? "I wasn't talking to you, it's none of you business," she snapped. I bet Max liked that. "Aw, thank you Max!" Yep, like I said. She giggled in my mind as Max held her in a hug. They went back the their conversation so I began paying attention to Lissa. She was sitting on my lap and playing with my hair as she complained about how messy it is. She's been nagging me for weeks to cut it, but personally I like it long. I was zoning out until I heard a hard thump and turned around to see Iggy clutching his head with a terrified expression. My head automatically jerked to Max whose eyes were glassy but livid. I could tell Angel was linking all their minds together because all the blood drained from Max's face and Iggy started nodding his head frantically. Max grinned and sauntered off.

Yay! That was Fang's POV! I hope you all like it! I'm going to immediately start on the next chapter, but I wanted to keep this entire chapter Fang's.