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Chapter 3

So Ella flies in, joyful and teary hellos all around, whatever. You know I don't like all that emotional crud. Anyway, we're at the dress… boutique? Store? How about place. We're at the dress place trying to figure out exactly what color we want. Everyone has a (different) opinion except me. I really don't care as long as it gets me out of there fast. And then who walks in the door? Brigid Dwyer, Fang's favorite underage scientist. Apparently, she's Mom's maid of honor, since she's Mom's closest unmarried friend. My day officially cannot get any worse unless Erasers come crashing through the freaking ceiling.

Mom stuffs me into three different dresses and I can only breathe in one of them. It's pink. I hate it. But, of course, they chose the most uncomfortable dress. It's baby blue, strapless (Grrrrr…), and looks like the kind of thing only Nudge would be caught wearing. And I have to wear it in public. My day, while still Eraser-less, now sucks a lot more.

Then Dr. Wonderful comes back to our house. I know Fang only loves me, but she likes him, which is so much worse. I just hope she leaves soon.

Nope, she's staying for dinner. Fabulous.

She starts making eyes at Fang the second we walk in the door. Then she runs over and hugs him. Only him. Coincidence? I think not. More than anything else I want to pull Fang aside and remind him that he's mine. Just not verbally, if you know what I mean. But no, we have to stay and be "social." Guess what? I suck at "social". My "social" is not ripping off Brigid's head right now. I'll just daydream about it.

"Why don't we show everyone else the dresses?" I hear Nudge say, tearing me out of my daydream and back to reality.

"I think that's a great idea, Nudge!" pipes in Dr. Stupendous. Does anyone else notice how her eyes sparkle on Fang? No. Do I? Of course!

"How 'bout no." I suggest. My idea is immediately shot down as "silly". So I'm forced to heave myself off the couch and wrestle into the straight jacket everyone else calls a dress. Then, of course, we have to do a fashion show to show them off. In front of Fang and Dylan. I'm screwed. But Brigid Dwyer likes her dress and so will I. Or at least pretend that I do.

Angel enters. Everyone claps. Nudge enters. Everyone claps. I enter. Everyone is too stunned to clap. Dylan is looking at me in a way I have seen too often on Fang's face. It's too appreciative, too adoring for my liking. I'm just standing there on the "runway" (hallway) and Brigid the Beautiful comes out and bumps into me. I fall. She stays standing. Just my freaking luck. Everyone is laughing. All I need right now is the…

You need to look on the bright side of things, Maximum. Maybe now is when everything falls into place and that's why Brigid's here.

I swear if this is another freaking test I'll… I thought, and then realized everyone was staring and wondering why I wasn't getting up. So I got up. I got up and stormed off to my room to change so I could fly away. The last thing I need right now is for everyone to see my underwear.

After Max stormed off everyone went still. Fang and Dylan looked at each other and said

"I'll go."

It would have been really funny if it weren't so serious. Fang looked at Dylan one more time and took off after Max.

After Fang left, Dylan did the same.

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