Author: Maximum Ride, of course, belongs to James Patterson. Too bad. I wish I was the genius who created MR. Oh well. At least I have Fang.

Fang: You don't "have" me!

Author: Oh really?

Fang: Yeah!

Author: Well, will this change your mind? *pulls out Nerf gun filled with melted orange sherbet ice-cream*

Fang: No! Not orange sherbet ice-cream!!!

Author: Oh yes.

Fang: Okay okay! You "have me"! Please, just don't mess up my hair!

Author: Wow. Just wow. Wow.

"Ooh! Aeropostale!" Nudge was having a blast with this. She insisted that we go to every single store. It was so boring. Nudge gasped. "Look at this cute shirt! OMG! It's my size!" She informed me that she officially loved the stores Abercrombie, Hollister, American Eagle, and Aeropostale. I won't tell you what the rest of our day at the mall was like. Trust me, you don't want to know. My ten minute time limit had quickly turned into thirty and then sixty and now? Who knows how long we'd been here!

"Nudge, honey, we should go now." I gotta break it to her gently.

"Why?" She asked, looking up at me.

"It's been a really long time that we've been here."

"Oh. Okay." She frowned. It looked like she was about to say something but then changed her mind.

"Okay, then. Who wants to go to Jack in the Box?" I heard five simultaneous cheers around me. "It's decided. To Jack in the Box!"

An hour and a whole lotta food later, the Flock and I were lounging around in our hotel room. Nudge was watching TV, Angel was doing who knows what, Iggy and Gazzy were locked away in the closet for obvious reasons (Cough cough, bomb making) and Fang and I were sitting on the couch. Pretty close, might I add. And I was enjoying every minute of it. I was one quarter watching TV, one quarter making sure Ig and Gaz didn't kill the entire population of this city by accidently setting off a bomb, one quarter thinking about ice-cream, and one quarter thinking about Fang. Okay, maybe I was thinking about Fang a lot more. Maybe. Just maybe. We were just sitting so close…

Fang placed his hand on mine. A shudder ran through my body. I looked up at him and gazed into his eyes. My bad. I couldn't help myself. I was in his arms in about, what, two seconds? I planted my lips on his and was in heaven. Well, maybe not heaven. If it was heaven, there would so totally be chocolate chip cookies. Yum. Anyway. Fang and I kissed, slanting our heads this way and that to get closer. My fingers tangled in his long, dark hair, which might I add, smelled super good. Wait – is that weird? His arms wrapped tightly around my back, and I pressed myself against him. God, this just felt so good. I would totally be up for doing this all the time. Definitely.

Nudge had noticed that I was no longer watching TV. I usually make comments on the commercials, such as, "Okay. How many times can they possibly make us watch the "mini sirloin burgers" commercial??" She turned around, only to see Fang and me making out, and quickly turned away. She motioned to Angel and she and Ange slipped out of the room. Good. Now I had Fang all to myself. I was pretty much sitting on him now. Good thing I don't way too much. It was kind of like that scene in Twilight when Bella kissed Edward. I mean, seriously? Vampires? So un-realistic. Bird kids are fine, let me tell you, cause I am one. But vampires? Puh-lease. Are they even real? I said kinda though. Cause I'm not Bella, and Fang's not Edward. I'm Max and he's Fang. Max and Fang. Fang and Max. Mang? Or Fax? I like Fax. I've heard you guys call us "Fax" before on those websites and everything. Pretty cool. Like Bradgelina. A celebrity couple name.

Except we're not really celebrities. Except for the whole saving-the-world part. So I guess we kind of are. I was really getting into the whole make out time with Fang. But he ended our kiss and held my chin.

"Max," he said. "Let's go away together. Just you and me. Fly far away where no one would bother us." Crap, that sounded good. Really good. Too bad we couldn't.

"You know we can't leave the Flock, Fang."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"How about I take you up on your offer? The one about finding an island?"