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Okaaaaay… so I can sense that people aren't liking my stories lately. Please tell me how I can do better, not just why it's terrible… So I'm gonna respond to some of your reviews:

anonymoushairbrush: 1. I'm deciding right now that they are SOPHOMORES!

2. Fifteen, about…

3. I'll get to that in this chapter or the next- it's gonna be Fang's birthday- POSSIBLE FAXNESS!

helenaride: EW! NO! Iggy and Max were just best friends since they were little- she was just kidding around about the whole worshipping thing… in the picture in this locker, she's barely in it, it's pretty much just the awesomess castle.

…. : Thanks for the harsh criticism… I knew it wasn't suppose to be nice, but alrighty then… Iggy isn't gay, and I'll try to make everyone more like the books.

Max's POV:

The bus ride from upstate New York to New York state was down-right, freaking vile! I don't think anyone truly enjoyed it, besides the flamboyant driver, 'cause he doesn't get nauseous to the point of puking since he's paying attention to the road, he doesn't get so sleepy that you nearly pass out and give you friends a thumbs-up to take embarrassing pictures of you while you sleep, he won't have to walk around all day in New York, listening to the boring tour guide that we got landed with. Oh no! But he also won't get to be staying in some fancy-shmancy hotels in the Village! Oh no, he won't! (And also I think he took to many 'One-A-Day Men's'. Weirdo.)

But guess who will? YOU GUESSED RIGHT!! (Well, some of you did… I'm expecting that you're all brainiacks. No… let's leave that to the people who care.) MY GRADE AND THE FRESHMANS! Yes, I know the fee is, like, $800 per person, but my mom is the only vet in all of Floyd, Virginia, so she makes quite a lump some. Angel and Gazzy's parents are lawyers, but they aren't that terrible! Fang's dad is a photographer. Iggy's parents are the owners of the music store- free CD's! And Nudge's mom is a professor at the local university.

But it's not too hard to be rich in Floyd… you could even own the pet accessory store and you wouldn't be considered low class! I think everyone in Floyd is actually high-class- all the better for us!

So for me and my sister, Ella, it wasn't too much of a dent in the funds. Except when Ella started asking Mom for some money to go- OH THE HUMANITY- shopping! I think that was about one third of Ella's college savings. Sometimes, I don't know how we're related.

There's also another big surprise coming your way, other than us being millionaires! Drum roll, please…

Da…

Da-Da…

Da…

Daaaaaaaaaaa!

IT'S FANG'S BIRTHDAY! So since his lack of need for a party- or rather want- we're throwing him one anyway! Well, Nudge and Angel are. Iggy, Gazzy, and me are 'supervising'. Fang semi-celebrated his birthday before we left for New York with his mellow dad.

Not to be weird or anything- but I think Nudge has a crush on Mr. Eridon, Fang's dad. She kept giving him her flirty eyes- it's when she raises one eye brow, bats her eyelashes, and gives guys a half-smile. The first time I saw her do it, I thought she had to go to the bathroom, or something.

Back to Fang- so we aren't giving presents. I think if we did, he would throw it at our heads. He just isn't that kind of person, I suppose. But I think I will- and then run for shelter! It's going to be in Nudge's room, since her roommate spends is planning to spend, like, every night in her friends room… she didn't say why, but I think you can guess. Nudge talks as much in her sleep as she does during day-time.

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I stepped out of the bus, heaving. I had to sit next to the Gasman! And he wasn't next to the window! Nudge was! Lucky, lucky girl!

And Gazzy had bacon for breakfast.

I was ready to go sit with Angel in back of us, and make Fang sit next to Gazzy. I could only imagine…

Blooooooop!

Fang looks up at Gazzy in disgust. "Was that you?" Gazzy smiles back angelically, his eyes wide in innocence.

"What are you talking about?" he asks Fang, who was now looking angry.

Silence.

"OH MY GOD!" Fang yells at the revolting smell that filled his nostrils and slithered down into his throat, to rest on his tongue. "GAZZY! WHAT DO YOU EAT?"

Gazzy snickered. "Bac-ooooooon!" he would burp, and grin evilly. Before his face muscles would relax and-

Pooh!

"UGH!" Fang would run up to the front, and sit down next to a freshman. The freshman taking on whiff, of him, would shoot up, and go sit next to her friends.

Fang would learn from that day on that the stench of Gazzy's unfortunate occurrences would stick to you more than your own skin.

So when we were finally of the bus, I swear, I was ready to begin kissing the ground. Maybe I would even build a fire, and dance around it, just thank God that I was off the bus!

Our supervisor, Ms. Welkins, was a sweet, caring, lovely old woman, that we just adored… to take advantage of. So after we snagged the room keys from her, me and Angel bolted to our room. We at least tried- Angel's bags were heavy. And she made me help carry them.

All the while, we were in the elevators, Nudge was standing next to Iggy go on about where she would be going shopping, which turned into a very awkward conversation- very fast.

"So I think that I'm gonna start at Hollister. Then, probably Abercrombie! And- oooooo! I should go to Anthropology next! That's Max's favorite store, right Max?" Nudge rambled, but before I could say "HECK YA!", she continued. "After that where should I go? Hm…" Iggy opened his mouth, to most likely tell her to shut up, but then started again by the look of his face. "You know, when you do that, you look like a fish?" She smacked her head, and beamed. "You're brilliant! I should go to Roxy next! They have the cutest bathing suits! I think I want to have a quick look in Coach, after wards. But I shouldn't stay in their too long!" she snorted before saying. "Last time I was in there, I was nearly salivating over the bags! So were am I going to first? Oh yeah- Hollister!" This is about the time where I think she forgot she was talking to a guy. "But you know," She flicked her hand up so that her pointer-finger was resting on her chin. "Those shirts are always so tight so if my bra is too tight, it'll show. So I have to go to Victoria Secret. And I think I grew a size. I don't feel like a B anymore. Now like C. What do you think?" she squished her boobs together and looked up at Iggy. His face was white and his eyes the size of dinner plates. Angel and me were falling over each other, laughing so hard.

"I- I… um- I really- uh- don't know," he stuttered awkwardly, and faced the wall of the elevator. Nudge instantly blushed. She put her hand on Iggy's shoulder and said simply,

"Sorry, Iggy, I forgot you were a guy for a second," she said, what she thought was comforting.

Iggy threw his arms up in despair and howled.

Nudge looked so guilty, she just made it funnier. "No! No, no, no, no! Not like that! It's just that you are such a good listener! Any girl would be lucky to have you as their girlfriend-" Iggy looked at her in disbelief, near tears. Me and Angel were on the floor now, holding our stomachs.

"I mean- I mean, boyfriend!" I never saw Nudge appear so defeated, or Iggy,

Iggy muttered a single, "Thanks," before turning back to the wall, and banging his head against it. Nudge looked at us for some support, biting her lip in guilt, only to find us on the floor.

I hope all of you found this a teeny bit better! I'll describe everything else in the next chapter!!!!!!!

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The Flock's Bud