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Writers block is mostly gone, but my new problem is too many original story ideas. I know I sound like a complainer, but if you don't understand my need to write down the stories, then I pity you. Okay, so now I'm going to get back on topic.

Max POV

I was alone in my room that night when there was a knock on the doorframe. I jumped slightly; I hadn't heard anyone approach. I looked up. It was Fang. I should have known.

He asked, "Can I come in?"

I nodded and said, "Of course. Even if I said, 'No' you would force your way in."

He murmured, "You know me so well."

I smiled. "Any particular reason for your visit?"

"Well, Iggy was bugging me, so I figured I would escape to someone who I don't have license to punch without a good reason. Also, you're, umm, still wearing my shirt."

"Oh, I was wondering if I could keep it because I hate my clothes so much."

Fang frowned and said, "Are you sure? I thought-"

He stopped short as Ella and Iggy walked in. They both gave us looks of suspicion, and then Ella seemed to decide to act as if the boys weren't there. She said, "I know you don't particularly like your own clothes, but don't you know what it means to wear a guy's shirt?"

Fangs face went crimson. I swear, I don't think I've ever seen him look so embarrassed, as if he'd been caught doing something dirty. Oh, wait a minute. He knew! Quick, hide our thoughts from Angel! Lalalalala-

But I had to respond, "Uh, I g-guess I know now." I stuttered ungracefully.

Ella said, "There are probably a ton of people who think you two are a thing now. Some have likely progressed to thinking you slept-"

I interrupted, "That's enough!" I told Iggy, "Go take Angel outside." Then, I turned to Fang, "You knew, didn't you?!"

He nodded, expressionlessly, but with a faint hint of pink still in his cheeks.

Ella looked ready to say more, but I silenced her with a look. I demanded, "Then, why didn't you tell me?! Why didn't you at least refuse me?!"

"You know why. Now, I suggest that you dismiss your sister."

I nodded, "Ella, I know this is your room, but please give us a few minutes in private.

She left, grumbling. The second she was gone, I collapsed onto the bed and said, "We can't be together! Angel- And I don't want a boyfriend- And I need to be the fearless leader- And if-"

Fang sat beside me and put an arm around me, interrupting gently, "You are making excuses. We could just deal with this as it comes if we want to be together."

I don't want the younger kids to get upset! Wait, are these excuses? I muttered, "We can't act differently in front of the kids. And I don't want my authority undermined."

"Are you wavering?"

"Perhaps." Wait, did I just say that?

"Good." His face was much closer to mine. "Because I care more about how happy you are right now. And sometimes I know what will make you happy better than you do."

I said feebly, "Don't kiss me." He didn't show any sign of stopping, so I said, "We can't act differently at home. My mother is right downstairs, and Nudge and Gazzy. When Angel comes back in we can't be thinking about this. We could be a couple just at school."

He sighed, "We'll start with that." That was not a full promise, but he backed off for the time being. "Tomorrow is twin day. We could go as twins if you want to keep my shirt."

I agreed, "Wear jeans, then." I added, "And Wednesday is hat day. I saw some baseball caps in the basement that we could wear. I don't really know anything about the Yankees, but the hats would match."

He nodded.

I went on, "And now, we should go collect Iggy and give him his punishment."

Review please! Does anyone want me to do a chapter on Iggy's punishment or can I skip right to later in the evening and just do a summary?

Does anyone want Fang's POV?