Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, obviously. If I did I Max and Fang would have been 25 and have a baby girl named Katie.

Soooooo, sorry it has been a week since I updated last. At least I think it has been a week. I've worked out a plan, I'm going to update this story every Saturday or Sunday, but I will update every week.

Max's POV

Nothing really happened on Sunday. Fang stayed in his room all day, only coming out for meals. I heard him playing his guitar. He sounds really good.

All day though, I heard Angel's words playing in my head, "you have on week to tell Fang you love him or I will." God, that child is creepy sometimes and that's saying a lot since we have freaking wings on our back.

Anyway, I was at my locker with J.J. and Sam. Sam was holding my waste and we were talking about the big winter dance coming up on Friday. I wonder why I didn't here about this earlier, oh well, that's okay.

If you were smart, you've probably guessed that Sam has already asked me to go with him and Fang is going with Lissa. I was kind of sad when he did. I was hoping to ask Fang and tell him how I felt, but I'll work something out.

I'm about ready to kill Fang, right now. He hasn't spoken to me since our fight on Friday, maybe I should have let him talk, but I was just so mad at the time, I didn't want to hear any of it.

Oh, great here comes Fang now, and he is holding Lissa's hand, how sweet. When he came up to me, he let go of Lissa's hand and his eyes darted to Sam's hand on my waste I, thought I saw jealousy in his eyes, but it was only for second.

"Hey, Max can I talk to you," Fang asked me?

"It speaks," I said snidely to him and giving him you-got-to-be-kidding-me-look.

"Max, I need to talk to you," Fang frantically said. That scared me Fang never sounded frantic and we fight wolf people.

"Well, as much as I would love to sit around and chat got to go to class, so I'm not late," I said as the warning bell rang.

Sam took my hand and J.J. walked beside me to our first period, English. I hate mornings especially Monday mornings.

I'm scared what is happening to mine and Fang's friendship. I feel like it's going down the tubes. (Lol idiom) I truly love Fang more than I could ever love someone. Don't get me wrong I love the flock to, but differently.

It's weird I haven't heard from the voice in weeks. I'm not complaining or anything, it's just different. Usually it would have been ragging on me to save the world by now. I'm just being paranoid.

"No your not, Max"

Oooooooooooooo, I have no idea what I'm going to do next. I just had that random thought. Wait, I have the best idea ever and it has lots of Fax, cuz this story is written by me.

My friend always says if there is lots of Fax, it's a katieish story. Lol

Yes, I know it is short, but I had to leave the voice thing as a cliffy.

If you are board read my story, on the radio, it is my favorite oneshot ever. If you like Hannah Montana read some of my friend's stories. Her penname is breezy430