Okay, this might be the last time I update for a little while because I have to go to my mom's house for like, the next week or two. So, enjoy it. Savor it. Okay, that was creepy. I'm just going to give you the chapter now.
(Max's POV) That night, we slept in Fang's room. I walked by all the flock's rooms as they were getting ready for bed and told them we were all sleeping in Fang's room. Iggy asked why, and I said, "Because. We're just going to."
"Why? Is he too scared to sleep alone?" He opened his door. I didn't answer. I just gave him the death glare, frustrated, again, that he couldn't see it. "Oh, my god, he is, isn't he?" he laughed.
Iggy obviously didn't see my fist coming, but he heard it. That still didn't give him time to dodge it. My fist connected hard to his nose, and I heard it brake. Nothing happened for about a second, then it started gushing blood. "What the hell did you do that for?" he screamed at me.
I just ignored him, pulling him along with me to the kitchen. I handed him a towel to stop the bleeding, then said, "Bring a sleeping bag."
Okay, so maybe punching him was not the nicest thing to do. But neither Iggy was laughing at Fang. Oh, would Fang be mad at me when Iggy started teasing him. He would think I told him. Which, technically, I didn't. But it was my fault he knew.
I walked into Fang's room to find everyone in there except for Iggy, who was still downstairs trying to fix his nose.
Nudge and Angel had set their sleeping bags right next to each other, and were currently whispering things back and forth. Gasman was sitting among a pile of blankets reading a book called Bomb Making for Dummies. I rolled my eyes. Like there would be a book like that.
Fang was sitting on his bed, watching me. I went over by him. "You don't have to sleep here," he said.
"It's okay. I don't mind."
"That was my nice way of telling you that I don't want everyone to sleep in my room."
"Oh. Well, too bad. Everyone's sleeping in your room whether you like it or not."
Fang looked at me sourly. "Really. We are staying in here." I said.
He rolled his eyes. "Fine. That doesn't mean I have to act happy about it."
Just then, Iggy walked into the room, his nose all messed up. "What happened to you?" Gazzy asked. Iggy looked at me.
"Max, that's what happened to me," he replied.
Everyone looked confused, and Nudge asked, "What do you mean?"
"She punched me and broke my fricken nose!"
"Why did she punch you?" the Gasman asked.
"I don't know, she just punched me!"
"Well, you must've done something." Nudge put in.
"He did," I said.
"What did I say?" Iggy asked.
"You were making fun of Fang for something that was totally untrue." Okay, yeah, I lied there. Whatever.
"You punched me because of that? What the hel- heck!"
"Okay, enough. Let's just go to bed."
Everyone got into their sleeping bags. Iggy looked mad, and Fang looked annoyed. Well too bad. He'd have to deal.
I layed down and closed my eyes, immediately falling asleep.
Okay, again, not very exciting. The next one will be exciting. I promise. Cross my heart. Really hope I don't die. Anyway, hope you liked it. Review! Pretty please! Reviews= love! Okay, I'm starting to scare myself again. I'm done now. Bye.