I feel like an awful person…. It's been a really long while, hasn't it. Don't worry, I'm definitely not abandoning this story, I could give you excuses, tell you that I had writers block, or that I was really busy, but that would be a lie. I'm sorry. If this ever happens again, feel free to send me a lengthy message threatening me with everything under the sun if I don't get off my lazy butt and type something. Seriously. If you squint and pretend that Grace is Max, you have some Fax in this chapter. This is the flashback chapter, while Fang is sitting in his secret room being all depressed and emo, before Max comes. Enjoy. Or think of how much you hate me while reading this and hope that I fall off a cliff. I deserve it.

Starry is too depressed and ashamed to come up with something witty to put here, so she does not own Maximum Ride

-Starry Eye

Chappie 7

(Because. Chappies are cooler than chapters)

The boy and the girl walked out of the restaurant into the near empty parking lot.

"You know," the girl said, "If I didn't know you I'd think you to be the type of person who'd drive around on that." She pointed to a lonely motorcycle in the corner of the parking lot.

The boy raised an eyebrow, and it was lost under his dark, shaggy bangs. "Oh, really?"

"Yup" she replied, just as the vehicles owner exited the building. The boy looked over at the heavily tattooed man, dressed in black leather from his hat to his spiked boots.

"See the resemblance?" the girl asked, obviously holding back her laughter.

"Oh, yeah. Definitely." You could practically hear the sarcasm hitting the ground as it dripped off his words.

"You should have a biker name!"

"…No. Just no"

"Yes. Like, blackbeard."

"I don't have a beard. And that's a pirate name."

"Fine." She huffed "You can be… Snakehead or something."

The boy looked at his partner, who was deep in thought. "Grace?"

"Yeah?" she said, looking up.

"You're failing."

She pouted. "Oh, come on. I'm not that bad."

"You want the truth?" he asked.

She smacked his arm.

"Jeez" he muttered, rubbing the spot where there was sure to be a bruise the next day.

Suddenly, Grace's eyes lit up. "I got it!"

"What?" the boy asked warily, dreading the answer.

"You can be Fang!"

"That… makes me sound like a dog."

"Sucks"

"Oh, come on. Please don't call me that." He pleaded.

She turned around, her face only inches from his. "It's not that bad. You could be Snakehead."

Before the boy could answer, she was kissing him. Well, you can't argue with that.

Fang sat alone at his lunch table, his sandwich only half eaten. He had given up trying to eat it and was staring off into space. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw to girls approach his table.

"Hey" said the first girl, twirling a lock of her brunette hair between her fingers. When Fang didn't answer, she continued. "So, Nancy and I were invited to this party, and I don't want to go alone…" She trailed off, trying to look innocent, as if she totally was not suggesting she wanted to go with him.

Fang reluctantly pulled himself back to earth to look at the two girls who were interrupting his daydreaming session.

"I think you two would look great together." The other girl, a blonde, said, and Fang seemed to notice her for the first time.

"Sorry. I have a girlfriend." He said, and prayed they'd leave it at that and go away.

But, of course they didn't.

"Grace?" the brunette whined. "Oh, come on. Are you even together? She's not even sitting with you!"

Well sorry she had to pee thought Fang, but he didn't say anything. Maybe the floor would open up and swallow them.

"Yeah!" Blondie said. "Do you even, like, like her?" Fang hated when people put unnecessary "likes" into their sentences. So did Grace.

Fang looked at the girl. He said "You're right. I don't like her. Not even close. But I don't like you any better, so would you go away already?" he said, having had the crap annoyed out of him.

The girl looked taken aback, then huffed off to go scream about how stupid Fang was to her group. Blondie followed.

And good riddance. Fang resumed staring into space, having no other productive way to spend his time.

Suddenly, Grace appeared from around the corner.

"Sorry I left you to deal with those two, but I saw them and decided to stay behind the corner until they left. I don't need another week of detention for hospitalizing someone." She said as she plopped down next to him.

"So you heard all the pain I had to go through?"

"Yup."

"Good. 'Cuz I definitely don't like you. Not even close."

Grace turned to look at him. "And why is that?"

"'Cuz I love you."

She smiled and leaned forward to kiss him.

Now Fang definitely has something better to do with his time.

I know that was really short, but imma post it in two parts because you guys have been waiting long enough and I don't have anymore ideas right now, so it would take even longer to get this up. Also, I really appreciate your reviews, but I want feedback. You guys review and tell me you like my story, but you never answer my questions. Last chapter I asked you guys what you'd think of a flashback chapter, and I got seven reviews but not a single one of them answered the questions. It's just an extra couple of words! Also, not a lot of people answer the QOTC, and it feels kind of useless. It doesn't know if it wants to keep appearing in these chapters if it is going to be ignored. Should it stay? Are you guys gonna bother to answer that? Please do! It's a simple yes or no question!

-Starry Eye