A/N: Quick recap on the poll: 3 people said they like Forbidden better (That's sad). 10 people said they like Once Upon A Glance better. And, get this, 12 (yes, 12) people like both stories.

What really gets me is that more people like Once Upon A Glance better than Forbidden when Forbidden has more reviews, more favorites and more alerts than OUAG! Isn't that weird?

OK, quick recap on The Twilight Saga: Eclipse. All in all, the movie for me was. . . Switzerland. Gray. Neutral. Didn't like it, didn't hate it either. But I did laughed at some of Jacob's and Edward's lines. Like:

Jacob to Edward: "Let's face it. I amhotter than you." (LMAO'd hard.)

Edward to Kristen when he saw Jake without a shirt: "Does(n't) he own a shirt?" (Snickers from the audience.)

Jacob to Charlie when Charlie breaks Edward and Jake from ripping each other's throats: "I kissed Bella. (silence) She broke her hand. (silence and a suspicious stare from Charlie) From punching me over and over." (Or along those lines.)

Let's move on to the chapter.

Chapter 15

Max POV

And here I thought I would hold the burden of not going on a date with Fang forever.

I would live my life until I'm gray-haired, with a hunched back and fake teeth and leaning on a cane, living in some nursing home full of drooling old people with Alzheimer's and who think it's still World War 2, regretting that I didn't go out with Fang!

Fang said if he were given the chance, he would go out with me.

It's like an atomic bomb just crashed to Aurora, IL.

My head exploded.

Pffftttt. . . (That's the sound of air escaping from the hole created by my head explosion.)

Then, he said he'll only go out with me when I'm ready.

What's up with that?

I'm always ready! I was born to be ready! My middle name is Ready! (OK, the last part was not exactly true. But still, you get the idea.)

Fine. I was glad that Fang admitted he want to go out with me. Unless I'm ready.

Now this whole thing is done, shall we get on to more important stuff? Like my mom and my sister's leaving? Yeah.

"I'm going to miss you, Max." Ella said while attempting to give me a bear hug. She's not that strong.

My mom hugged us both. "Be sure to eat everyday. Don't forget to brush your teeth. Exercise. Don't eat all the cookies I made specifically for you," Mom looked carefully at Ari. I rolled my eyes. "Also, don't overstress yourself. Sleep at least eight hours a day. Try not to do any more stupid things. And lastly-"

I interrupted Mom. "Yes, Mom. I'll be sure to do all those things," Mom opened her mouth to speak. I stopped her. "Mom. I'm not five anymore. I'm twenty years old. I am now a responsible adult. Yeah."

Mom looked teary. Uh-oh. Deadly bear hug attack! "I really am going to miss you! Don't forget to call!" She let go of me; I can now breathe! Her tears started falling. Ari took her arm and led her and Ella outside. She blew me a kiss. I took it awkwardly, knowing that people are looking from behind me.

I waved at Mom and Ella. Just go already!

Thankfully, they left and I exhaled the air I didn't know I was holding.

I closed the front door and faced the Other People. (I now refer to them with initial capitals. Since they are so important in this household.)

The Other People are looking at me kinda funny.

"What?" They continued to stare. "God!" I turned my face away and covered my face. "It's bad to stare at people!" They continued to stare.

I hurriedly ran up to my room.

What is up with people these days?

DINNER.

Probably the only good thing that benefits me as a worker in this mansion.

And Iggy makes killer fried chicken that are to die for. They are so good.

"Drum roll please!" Iggy yelled from the kitchen. Gazzy and Angel did the drum roll. I just smiled.

Iggy left the kitchen carrying a large plate of freshly-fried fried chicken ala Iggy.

He gently laid the plate on the table, like slow motion; the scent wafted directly to me and my mouth started watering. Oh my God.

Once the plate touched the table, the Other People attacked the food. They make me feel like someone who has manners! I never would have thought there are more people who eat worse than me!

They started ravaging, tearing and biting through their chicken and I just sat there with my jaw hanging open. They didn't even notice me!

But Fang did notice me. I have feeling he always notices me.

Fang dropped his chicken (all bones now) and glared at the Other People.

They looked at each other then at me. They all dropped their finished chicken.

"Manners, guys," Fang enunciated.

They nodded and looked down. Only Gazzy didn't.

"Can I continue eating now?" The Other People glared at him.

I just smiled. "Yeah, you can. Except you guys ate all the chicken."

They looked down at their plates and then fixed their gazes on the large platter.

"Oh."

Yeah. "Oh."

A/N: Speaking of fried chicken, I'm suddenly craving one! Oh, the curse of fried chickens!

Iggy: One thing that's bugging me. Why do you dip your chicken on a concoction of white vinegar with chopped red onions and freshly ground pepper? Doesn't that taste. . . Sour?

Me: (shakes head) No, not really. Besides, I like it that way.

Fang: You are so weird.

Me: Hey! My family does it too! It reminds me of. . . Isaw. Yeah. . .

Fang & Iggy: What?

Me: Never mind. RnR?