Hey, peeps! Ok, I know I suck epically and that I'm the biggest douche dick that ever exsisted but bare with me I WILL finish this story by the end of the summer, I swear. But for now settle with this. And I just wanna say, thanks for all the views, support, and comments. Keep doin' what you do best! I LOVE YOU ALL! Here's the next chappy(I LOVE THAT WORD!) for y'all(THAT WORD TOO!)

Disclaimer: I DO not own MR, I DID not create these characters, I DON'T have a sandwich, but I wish I did for all three!

10 MONTHS 26 DAYS UNTIL DEATH

Max POV

"Hey, Max!" Iggy yelled as he and Gazzy raced forward. It was Saturday, the one day of the week where Jeb actually goes out instead of staying home all day(on Saturdays he usually goes to strip clubs and gets even more wasted than he does at home) and Ari and I had the house all to ourselves. Normally, we would have stayed home all day doing nothing but tending to our wounds, but that day, I had gotten sick and tired of the house and decided to take a walk while Ari hung out with Angel at Fang's place, hence how Iggy and the Gasman caught up to me.

"What's up gu-" I was about to complete the sentence when I saw that dangerous look in their eyes. The same look whenever they're about to create a bomb or…

"Please don't tell me that you guys are going to blow something up." I blanked and gave them a disapproving glare. My glare must not have hidden the slight excitement at the aspect of action because Gazzy and Iggy's shared grin was anything but pleasant.

"You know us too well, Maxie-Pad." Gazzy said, shaking his head.

"Don't call me that!" I slapped him upside the head.

"Why not? Both things are feminine. Max and Pad. Maxie-Pad!" Iggy explained, which earned another slap upside the head.

"Just tell me what you're gonna blow up now." I waited expectantly for an answer.

"Well, if you say so, Maxie-Pad." Gazzy shrugged and I growled. "Right, so you know that old warehouse on Madison Street?"

"Yea. Is that your guys' target?" I guessed.

"Yep. It's gonna be awesome!" Iggy and Gazzy high fived.

"Yea, yea. That's cool and all, but you guys know that they're going to be bulldozing that place and building a strip mall over it, right?" I asked.

"Of COURSE we know that? What do you take us for, idiots?" I must have looked really confused because Iggy leaned close to me, put a hand on my shoulder and said as slowly as possible, "We're getting PAID to blow it up."

"Say WHAT?!" I stared at the explosive duo(literally, they use dynamite) as if they were Martians(and I'm pretty sure that they are). They nodded eagerly at my response to this news. "Who in their right minds would pay you two to blow something up?"

"Yea, well we kind of can't take all the credit for this. You know the new kid, Dylan?" Iggy scratched his head nervously.

"Yea…" I replied uncertainly with an eyebrow raised.

"Well his dad kind of owns the right of construction for demolishing that place. And Dylan kind of convinced his dad to let us blow the building up on one condition…" Gazzy's right foot was tapping at rapid speed, a sign that showed that I wouldn't like what they said next.

"Dylan has to kind of get a girlfriend that his dad approves of by tomorrow. And so far none of the girl's he's brought home his dad approves of. That's where you come in." Iggy pointed to me and their plan gained form in my mind.

"Wait, wait, wait. You want ME to be Dylan's girlfriend." Iggy and Gazzy nodded their heads at lightning speed. "Well I'll-" I was about to say "yes" when an image of Fang in came to mind and without thinking I said, "have to pass. Sorry guys."

"But, Max, it will only be for one day!" Gazzy begged and I turned around and began to walk away.

"If you do this, um, you get a quarter of the money." Iggy shouted, which made me stop.

It'll only be for one day. Besides why would Fang care if you went out with a guy? I thought.

"Half." I said.

"30%."

"Half."

"A 35%%."

"Half."

"One third, and that's our final offer." Iggy shouted. Knowing exactly how to win this, I shrugged and began to walk away.

3-2-1…

"Fine, half!"

"I'll do it." I smiled smugly at their frowns.

***LATER ON IN THE DAY***

Iggy and Gazzy dragged me to Dylan's house. No, no, no, house isn't the word to describe Dylan's crib. Mansion is much more like it. The place is HUGE!

When we first arrived at the doorsteps, I felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head. The place was about four stories tall and about five acres wide with an indoor and outdoor swimming pool, tennis court, golf course, and a awkwardsculpture of a chubby man baby pissing into a little pond.

As we stepped through the doorway we were greeted by a golden-laced grand staircase. Standing at the foot of the stairway was Dylan.

"One word for you: WOW. This place is beautiful!" I spread my arms out to point out the gold engravings in the staircase banner.

"Thanks, I'm glad you like it." Dylan blushed and gave me a shy, sweet smile. He stepped forward and stuck out his hand. "Hi, my name is Dylan. It's nice to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine! The name's Maximum, but you can call me Max." As I shook his hand, I took a moment to study him. Dylan seemed the exact opposite of Fang. He had white blond hair, was very muscular, and had a warm smile. Despite his good looks and good natured air, when I looked at him I felt like there was something wrong.

"So this is the girl that Iggy and Gazzy have blabbed to me about, the famous Maximum Ride." Dylan twisted his body so that he could look at Gazzy and Iggy. "Hey, you guys lied to me! She isn't average looking at all. Not one bit." He twisted back to me and added, "She's actually quite beautiful."

My face was burning so bright red that I probably looked like a ripe tomato. "I-I'm-I'm not-" I stuttered, looking for the right words and failing miserably.

"Well, Max, it will be a pleasure working with you." Dylan reached down, took my hand, and gave it a tender kiss. I felt a shiver run up and down my arm, but it felt more cold than warm. There was something up with this guy and I intended to find out, and it seemed to me that pretending to be his girlfriend was the perfect way to do it.

Alright guys, that's it for this chapter. I can't promise anything but I should be able to write another chapter in the next few days. Again I'm really sorry for forgetting to write and leaving you hanging. I STILL LOVE YOU ALL! PLZ BARE WITH ME! I PROMISE THAT IT WILL BE WORTH IT IN THE END! I LOVE YOU! COMMENT IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS, IDEAS, OR WANT TO BE CRITICAL(CONSTRUCTIVE ONLY, NONE OF THAT HATER CRAP) I LOVE YOU ALL!

Watch the skies,

Doctor Bessy