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Ahh, finally airborne once again and heading back to the dreaded School. (Sigh) Why can't we just have one of those normal days where things just go our way and Ari and his stupid team of Erasers don't come chasing after us to ruin our day? Well, it's almost Christmas. The time for miracles to happen, and right now, the only miracle that I'd like to happen, is for us to get Miles and his flock to the School in one piece. Meaning no Ari coming after us. Yeah, like that's gonna happen. But, a girl can dream can't she?

"No way!"

Well, there goes my little moment of piece and quiet.

"You cannot vibrate your molecules through solid objects! That's impossible," Gasman yelled at Dash. I sighed. How many times were those two going to go at it on who has the better power?

"Can so!" Dash yelled.

"Can not!" Gasman shot back.

"Can so!"

"Can not!"

"Can so!"

"Can not!"

"Can so!"

"Can not!"

"Prove it then," Gasman finally said.

"Fine!" Dash yelled with a determined look on his face, which disappeared when he looked around for a while and then looked at Gasman. "There's nothing for me to vibrate through," he told him.

Gasman pointed mockingly. "Haha! You're just scared 'cause you can't do it! You can't do it! You can't do it!" he teased. Dash gave Gasman a death glare, clenching his fist about to sock him in the face until Miles stopped him.

"Alright you guys, there'll be none of that," he told them, his gaze now set on Dash. "Save it for Ari and his flee-bitten Erasers, kid." He smiled, ruffling Dash's black, curly hair. I couldn't help but smile at the cute picture that I was witnessing. He might not look like it, but that idiot has a big heart. No wonder his flock really loves him.

"Your face can get stuck like that you know."

I turned and saw Fang flying next to me with a grin on his face. I glared at him, but felt my face growing hot. He must've caught me smiling at Miles. Damn it!

Language young Maximum.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring the Voice like always and looked back at Fang who was, of coarse, glaring at Miles.

I looked over at Miles also and saw him laughing and playing with Dash and Gasman. They were in a little game of tag, with Miles it. He was trying to tag Dash, but of coarse, the little speedster was too quick for him, so he just ended up tagging Gasman, who was too preoccupied with watching Dash fly away from Miles he didn't see it coming.

I turned away from them for a while and looked back at Fang. "So, what's up with you and Miles?" I asked so sudden.

Fang's eyes grew a little wide and his head quickly turned in my direction. "W-what do you mean?" he stuttered.

I raised my eyebrow in confusion. "I mean, ever since we met Miles and his flock, all I've been seeing you do is glare at the guy like you have some kind of grudge against him. Do you hate Miles or something?"

Fang was silent but I could tell he was holding back something. It flashed obviously in his eyes but he wasn't talking. Curse his ability to keep all his feelings bottled up inside so well. If I were him, I would've blurted out what I was feeling by now. But, then again, Fang isn't me.

I gave out a sigh and tried coming at this at a different angle. "Did you two—know each other when you were younger?"

Fang turned his head away from me and was silent for about three seconds. "Yeah. I guess."

'I guess'? What was that suppose to mean?

I wanted to ask him that question really bad, but decided to ask him a different question. One that I hope he'll have an answer for that isn't just a word or two.

"Were you guy's friends when you were younger? Or enemies or anything?" I asked.

Fang's jaw began to tighten and his fist began to clench and unclench as he said quietly, "Both."

ARGH!!! Would it kill him to give me a descent answer!? How in the world can two people both be friends and enemies? Wait a minute, don't answer that. That is possible. And for those of you, who don't get where I'm coming at here, go watch this killer anime called 'Naruto' and pay specific attention to Naruto and Sasuke. I gotta watch more of that anime. It rocks so hard.

Max, focus.

Oh, right. What was I talking about again? Oh, yeah! Fang and Miles.

Right when I was about to grab him by the throat and demand a good answer, Angel interrupted me.

"Max! Look!" she yelled, pointing below us. Fang and I both looked down and saw a couple of two story houses all decorated and lit with Christmas lights. A little over-decorated, but they still looked really nice from up here. I didn't even realize it was dark already. Boy how time flies when you're best friend is torturing you with useless answers to questions you really want to know about.

"Ooh! Can we go see, Miles?" Mini asked, flying towards Miles and interrupting his little game of tag with Dash and Gasman.

He looked down at the houses and smiled slightly. "They do look pretty cool," he said and then looked up at me. "But it's all up to Max. She's the one who's leading us to the School, so I think it should be up to her."

Wow! Not even a whole day yet and he already respects who's in charge. I'm really starting to like this guy.

So, I guess Fang's old news?

I meant like as in I'm getting along with him. Not like as in I like him like him.

If you say so.

"Max?"

I looked up at Miles, who was giving me a look that said he was becoming a little impatient. "So are we going or not?"

I looked back down at the houses and then looked over at Fang. He just rolled his eyes and looked over at Iggy and Conner, who were talking about the perfect stuff to put in a stink bomb. That was Fang's little way of saying, 'I don't give a rat's ass on what you pick'. Thank you Mr. Happy.

"Alright. I guess we can check the houses out for a while," I said while Mini and Angel squealed and gave me a hug.

"Thank you, Max!" they both said in unison and then flew back to tell the rest of the flock.

Miles watched as the two little girls flew off with excited looks on their faces and flew towards me, giving me one of his award-winning smiles. "Taking a break when we should be heading to the School and giving Ari a piece of his own medicine."

Uh-oh. Great. Just when things were going good, Miles is now upset with me. Perfect. Just perfect.

"Um, well, the girls really wanted to see the houses. I had no idea you still wanted to—"

"No, it's cool," he told me, interrupting my sentence. "We need a small break anyway. Plus, it's almost Christmas. A time of year where everyone should be together and happy."

I gave him a smile. Phew, for a second there, I thought he was mad at me.

Miles then gave me one last before flying off and gathering up all the kids. At that moment, I felt my face turning extremely red. Oh, God I hope he didn't notice!

Glad you and him are getting along so well, the Voice said in an almost taunting tone.

Shut up! I know what you're thinking and it's not true. I don't like Miles!

Sure Max. Just keep telling yourself that.

I growled in frustration before following Miles and the rest of the gang down to the streets of Oxnard.

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Well, I hope you enjoyed that chapter. Sorry about the 'Naruto' thing. I wanted there to be a similarity between Fang and Miles being both friends and enemies and Sasuke and Naruto were the only people I could think of at that moment. Well, for those of you who wanted to know about Fang and Miles, there's a little clue for you. I'll post the next one soon. Peace!