Me: Hey guys! Third chapter, some night! Cool, much? I really would like to finish this one. It is just meant to be some fun and junk.

Fang: Maaaxxx helllppp mee!

Me: That was not your rehearsed line.

Fang: *sigh* Maximum Ride is owned by the almighty James Patterson, not my friend here.

Me: And we have a new addition, for a new line!

Nudge: THIS STORY IS OWNED BY THESTRAWBERRYCHRONICALS AND YOU CAN'T COPY IT PLEASE! Hahaha, is that how you spell chronicals? Nope. Hahaha wrongly spelt! Oh well, it doesn't matter! YOU CAN SAY IT WAS ON PURPOSE FOR FUN! Do you like strawberries? I like strawberries. Especially with whipped cream and honey and flour! YUMMO! I mean no one gives it a chance! I love it though because *blah blah blah*

Me: Um, thanks Nudge? Anyway onwards with the story! AND PLEASE REVIEW!

Chapter FWEE!

IGGY POV!

Max is acting so weird. God! Maybe ... hmmm ... maybe she and Fang got *further*.

I'll have to ask him! How dare he not tell his faithful, loyal brother-like friend?

Well, I'm onto him like gum to a shoe! I'll have to ask him after dinner...

FANG POV!

I hope Max isn't sick. I mean, I thought she had plenty of sleep last night!

Oh, God. What if her expiry date is near? That'd be so, so horrible. It'd break the flock apart. I'd be heartbroken, everyone would be.

After dinner I am asking her what is going on. She seems a bit too. I dunno. Ditzy? Right now. She's singing. Max is singing along to a song. A Justin Bieber Song. She ****DESPISES**** Justin Bieber.

She has never in her fourteen years been like this before. She was actually yelling at Total a couple of seconds ago for sitting where she was about to walk to.

MAX POV!

This is the only song I will ever call catchy that Justin Bieber sings. Ever. Not any others, just this one.

Anyway, in other news Fang is staring at me. So I decide to wake him up.

"Hey, Fang?"

"Yeah, Max?"

"Take a picture, it lasts longer." I wink at him.

BAHA! He just blushed! Serves him right for watching me like I'm some type of prey or whatever else.

I smell dinner. I love Iggy's pumpkin soup... So delicious, and he makes bread with it! It tastes like heaven! Don't judge me until you try it!

I make my way to the dining table just seconds before Iggy yells "DINNER!"

Thus, I manage to get the biggest bowl of soup and largest slice of bread.

Sure, we do get seconds (and thirds, fourths, fifths etc) but in the end I bet I'll get more food anyway. I'm ravenous, started before everyone and the fastest eater.

Life is good, people.

Turns out it is my turn to do the dishes tonight.

After a screaming match which lead Angel, Gazzy and Nudge to hide in their rooms I managed to drag Iggy and Fang into helping me.

What? I have a right to do that right now.

Well, okay, not really. Especially since the poor unsuspecting flock have no idea why I'm currently evil and willing and capable to bite heads off. But I don't care. I'll probably call my mum later on; I want to invite her and Ella over on the upcoming summer holidays. And I want them to leave with Total, too.

So, finally, the dishes are done so I escape to my room. I want to take another shower. So I gather my towel and clothes and I hear a knock on the door.

Yeesh, who know?

"Um, come in."

Fang walks in, a plain look of worry spread across his face.

"Yeah? I want to take a shower, so hurry."

FANG POV!

"Yeah? I want to take a shower, so hurry."

"Um, Max. Are you feeling okay? Today you've been a bit off... And I'm worried about you." A red creeps over her face. Is she blushing? Why would she be blushing?

"Oh. Yeah. I'm fine Fang, trust me. I'd tell you if I was sick."

I'm not buying it.

"You are lying."

"Fang," she sighs. "I'm not lying about being healthy, happy and dandy."

"Let me check your neck."

"Oh, fine. Whatever." She turns around and flips her ponytail out of the way of her neck. No date or anything.

"Just checking."

"See, I'm not sick, or for that matter dying."

"Something is bugging you, though, Max."

"Nothing is freaking bothering me but YOU, right now, Fang!"

I flinch. That was sort of harsh. I was trying to help.

She sighs, again. "Look, Fang. I'm fine. Perfectly okay. Nothing wrong with me, and if there was I would tell you, I promise," she looks up at me. "Now, can I take a shower?"

Her eyes are pools of brown chocolate. I can get lost in them, so perfect. I decide to believe her. "Sure." I give her a rare smile and leave.

IGGY POV!

I walk up to Fang. "There is something you need to tell me," I say with an emphasis on the 'you'.

He glances at me. "Um, any idea what I need to tell you then?"

"You've gone further with Max recently. Last night, maybe."

He looks at me as if I've gone crazy. "1. No, I have not recently gone any further with Max. 2. Why would you think I have? 3. Even if I had, which I haven't, how would you know?"

"Liar. Max has been acting weird recently, making me suspect this. It is completely obvious!"

"I haven't gone further with her, Iggy. Though she has been acting weird recently, I'll give you that."

"Hmm, so you sure you haven't?"

"Iggy, I'd know."

"Something is up with Max... Maybe she's cheating on you," I ponder.

Fang growls, "SHE WOULD NEVER CHEAT ON ME IGGY!"

"Okay, okay. I surrender! YEESH!"

I wonder where Angel is, just as she walks past. "Angel! Can you come in here?"

She looks at me suspiciously. I have my mind blocks up, and I suspect Fang does too, after my beautiful question I asked earlier, to spare her mind.

"I'll give you some chocolate." I take out a melted Hershey's Bar (A/N: I don't own Hershey's, by the way!).

"I'm in!" She cries, snatching the chocolate out of my hand. "God, Iggy, your room is so messy!"

"Blind, remember?"

"Still, you can clean up."

"You sound like Max."

"ANYWAY, IGGY! What do you want to talk about?"

Longer one! Yay!

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