I have a song stuck in my head and I'm processing a new idea. Like...what if talking turtles...invaded the world...eh? Eh?

I know its genius.

AND THEN THE PANDAS GET JEALOUS AND START A WAR! BUT THE TURTLES HAVE AN ADVANTAGE BECAUSE THE BAMBOO STICKS CAN'T PENETRATE THROUGH THEIR SHELLS!

Dudes...we are on to something BIG!

"I wasn't trying to kill him" I protested.

"Your fellow classmates watched the fight and I trust in what they say, you will be suspended for the rest of the term and I'll be discussing the situation with your parents."

"Firstly, if they were my 'fellow' classmates they wouldn't be telling you lies and secondly, the term finishes in a day" I looked at my watch "Half a day."

Still Mr Ray nodded. "I'm disappointed in you Max. I'm suspending you and that's final."

"But-"

"I've trusted you, you know better than to go around picking fights"

"I wasn't-"

"What was it Max? You see a random student and decide to release anger? It doesn't work that way. I've known you since year seven you would never do something like this, sure you'll swear in the face of teachers, break a couple of noses, ditch class, but Max you almost killed him. Do you understand? The boy was in a coma. There is a line between right and wrong and all this time I thought you knew your boundaries" Mr Ray sat back in his chair "You've crossed the line Max. Go home, I'm calling your mother and she better teach you a proper lesson."

"Mr Ray, you have to understand-"

"Go" He said glancing up slightly at me from his desk. I left just as he picked up the phone to dial my mum's mobile number.

I've mentioned the suckishness of school and everything crappy about classes, but something I didn't mention was the fact that Dylan was an ass who was messing with the wrong girl.

Today was the day before year 12 formal, so everyone came to school ready to learn (as if) but then the teachers announced that instead of learning, us students will have to break our backs performing child labor and doing the boring preparations that were supposed to be done by the teachers.

Great, right?

That was problem one of the day. Now problem two...

-Flashback-

His fingers ran through my hair and his hand was up under my shirt. Oh it was heaven, except for the fact that I as pressed up against his car door, but since he was the one pressed up against me...I guess it was still heaven.

Fang crushed his mouth against mine and pressed his tongue to my bottom lip, sucking gently and begging for an entry. I moaned and automatically parted my lips, our tongues wrestled with each other and Fang moved closer and connected his hips to mine. He grinded into me and I heard him groan loudly into my mouth. I knew he wanted me, hell I could feel him hardening and pressing into my stomach. We were in the school car park. Yeah, I know, nice job Max, go ahead and have a full blown make-out session with the hottest guy on the planet...in the shittest place on earth.

Whatever so the location wasn't that great, but it was empty and we made sure we were behind the car.

Fang didn't have school today, lucky bastard; he's finished high school, which makes him an even luckier bastard. He was just driving me to school and then he was going home. At least that was the plan...

Fang moaned and kissed my neck. "C'mon" he said in what had to be the sexiest voice EVER. "Get the car."

Okay, what the hell?

I moved my hands along his waist and felt his member become harder against me. "Gotta go to class" speaking in sentences seemed to be so hard for us right now.

"But I love you" He said grinding his hips into mine. I caught his mouth and kissed him hungrily "Me too"

He pulled his lips away and slid my shirt up slightly. "If you love me" he roamed his hands underneath my bra. "Then get inside the car."

I froze. Shit. "Fang, I'm not ready for this"

"Crap" he chuckled burying his face in my neck. I looked down and saw the bulge in his pants. I got nervous and pushed him away a little, but he gripped my sides and pulled me towards him. "Sorry" he breathed.

I nuzzled into his neck, "Me too."

He kissed my jaw gently and played with my hair, "When you're ready...let me know" he said with a slight laugh. I knew I was killing him, I was killing myself too. I mean...who wouldn't shake and buckle in the knees at the thought of Fang shirtless lying on top of you pressing his hips down and grinding into yours...

He noticed my silence as I imagined all the things I could do to him when I was 'ready'. Yes, naughty Max. I played with his hair (sexiest hair by the way) and he kissed me softly. "Don't worry about it. I can wait." He said. I turned to him and was about to attack his lips, coz like...it's Fang, who wouldn't? But then a certain someone had to park their car beside us.

I mean they have a whole freaking car park and they just had to choose the spot where two people were about to have some dirty fun. I wanted to smash their face into a bloody wall.

The person stepped out of his car and Fang kissed me suddenly.

"We've got company" I told him.

"I know." He growled and tightened his arms around me.

"Max?" A voice came from behind us. I felt Fang deepen the kiss, but it wasn't soft and passionate, it was angry and filled with desperation. Dylan walked around the car and Fang let go of me staring into my eyes with warning.

"Max?" he called again. I turned and saw him at the foot of the car with a bag slung over his shoulder and eyes like daggers aimed at Fang.

"Hi Dylan" I said nervously, almost certain that my lips were red and my face flushed. Dylan looked between Fang and me "Oh sorry if I'm disturbing anything" he said, but continued to walk towards us. "Aren't you going to class Max?"

"It's still too early isn't it?"

Dylan shrugged and glanced over at Fang again "Are you ready for your formal?"

Fang nodded.

Oh shit, I thought, the formal...its tomorrow! And then I remembered Fang never asked me to go with him. That stung a bit, but I understood the situation with mum and everything...and besides, shiny dresses and make-up isn't my thing.

I reached for Fangs hand and squeezed his fingers gently. He turned to me, "Maybe I should go now" I said.

I saw Dylan smile "okay then" he said "I'll meet you at the gates"

As soon as he left Fang sighed and pinned my wrists to the car again. He smiled down at me and planted a kiss on my mouth. I heard a moan escape from my lips and he chuckled against me, he pulled away and opened the door to the front seat. "See you at home." He said turning the key in the ignition. I bit my lip; I didn't want him to leave "Stay?" I asked him quietly stopping his hand from turning the key any further.

He kissed me longer this time. "Your boyfriends waiting"

I put a hand on his chest and pushed him back a little "excuse me?" I said fiercely glaring at him.

He smirked at me "Romeo is at the gates my dear Juliet."

I hit him across the face. "He's not my boyfriend you asshole"

"Really?" Fang cocked an eyebrow "I just thought since he's so happy around you when I'm gone and you guys are in the same classes and you've got the same formal and everything..." He drifted off and I gaped at him. He thought I had asked Dylan to go with me as my date!

"No way!" I yelled at him. Fang's smirk didn't disappear off his face; he shrugged and restarted the car. "You really think that?" I asked slowly.

"I really think that" He answered not looking at me.

"Well you're an idiot"

"Did you or didn't you?"

"Of course I didn't! Why the hell would I? He can't even wrestle, which is a really big turn off..." I muttered the last bit.

"Good" He said kissing me. I felt him smile against me "Cos I think he wants to ask you"

I froze. Well then...that's a problem. "I'll turn him down" I said.

Fang chuckled again "sure you will"

I caught Fangs lips and kissed him hungrily "Go home...moron"

He laughed. "I love you"

I never got used to that. My heart jumped and I just had to kiss him one more time. "Yeah whatever, me too" I said jumping out of the car. Fang looked at me with a hurt expression and pouted. He's so cute when he does that I just wanna pounce on him. Okay...I never said that.

"I'm kidding" I said laughing. He winked at me and I saw him drive away as I walked to where Dylan was waiting.

Dylan pushed himself off the fence and we walked beside each other into the empty school. Some younger kids were walking around probably worried they were already late. "So you and Nick, huh?" Dylan spoke suddenly.

"Maybe" I said.

"He's not your brother is he?"

"Technically no"

"Well that's good...otherwise it'll be kind of weird."

I didn't answer him; I was focusing on a younger girl, probably a seventh grader, picking up her books that she had dropped. I remember when I was a klutz like that. Mm good times...

"So how long has it been?" Dylan snapped me out of my thoughts.

"How long has what been?"

"You and Nick?"

"Oh um...A while, maybe a short while." Gee I was making sense today.

"Oh?" Dylan asked in that way people ask when they don't believe you or when they have something horrible to point out that people don't EVER want ever...like right now.

"What?" I asked in the way that means "Go away moron, you're tap dancing on my last nerve and if you don't scat I'll smash your face into a freaking wall"

"You live with him right?"

"Uh-huh" hell I do. And he sleeps in my bed bitch so you better lay off.

"You know his history don't you?"

"He has a history? Doesn't that make him sound old?"

"He's using you, Max"

I rolled my eyes. You're not one to talk.

"Tell me how many girls he brings home in a week or how many times he's drunk in less than 48 hours, or maybe how many times he leaves home and comes back all moody."

"What are you getting at?" I've counted, I've seen, I've heard.

"He isn't right for you. You're just going to get hurt."

"Shut up" I growled.

"I don't think I should. I'm warning you. He sleeps with anything in a skirt, don't trust him Max"

"He's changed"

Dylan shook his head. "There was someone that used to go to our school, she dropped out in year ten and she's about Nick's age now."

"Be quiet"

"There are rumours going around"

I didn't say anything. People were gathering in the school grounds now.

"Her twin brother just graduated with Nick and he's been talking."

I didn't speak.

"Nick was sleeping with his sister, her name is Lissa"

I got up. "I don't give a damn about her name!"

"It was recent. He's been sleeping with people behind your back."

I sent my fist plummeting down onto his chest and I heard the air escape him with an oof. My other fist connected with his nose and a crack erupted through my ears as his nose shattered. He stepped back, swaying and holding his bloody nose, people began to crowd around us and get a view of the fight.

"You don't say shit about Nick! Got it?"

Dylan shook his head. Idiot. "I'm only trying to help you."

"I don't need your fucking help!" I slammed my fist into his jaw and heard another crack. I'll make this guy break; he'll feel everything that's going on inside me. Fang'll never do that...never...he loves me damn it! I rocketed my fists down on Dylan faster than I thought was possible. He fell hard onto the concrete ground and didn't move, blood soaked through his shirt and hair; still I sat on his chest and gripped the collar of his shirt yelling words even I didn't understand. I sent the final blow to his temple and was pulled away by Mr Ray. I heard the students screaming and everybody yelling how horrible I was, some were cheering for reasons that were unknown to me. I heard the noise, yes, but all I saw was the motionless body of Dylan soaking in his own blood and being helped by the school nurses. And the worst bit? What he was saying made sense, I was actually considering it.

-End Flashback-

I walked home, this time I actually knew where I was going and I was a lot more aware of the creepy drunken dudes. I got home and knocked on the door twice, when I got no answer I searched through my bag for the keys mum gave me just in case of emergency. I inserted the key and unlocked the door. Sighing in exhaustion and anger at the day's work I threw my bag into my room, only to find a certain someone sleeping in my bed.

Like Goldilocks and the Three Bears. Except Fang is no Goldilocks...

I walked over to him and stared at his sleeping face; so unbelievably cute. No joke. As if this guy could possibly be the person Dylan was talking about. I traced the creases in Fang's brow with my finger and watched how they relaxed at my touch.

"Mm..." I heard him breathe, he opened his eyes and stared at me curiously and then smiled his amazing smile and propped himself up on his elbow. "What are you doing home? I just dropped you off."

I shrugged and made my way to the bathroom.

"Hey!" Fang shouted after me. I heard him throw back the covers and jump out of bed; I stopped when he wrapped his arms around me. "So?" he asked "Are you going to run or tell me how your 2 hour day was?"

"Run?"

"Wrong" He kissed my neck and gasped. Damn, I thought, I guess he saw the blood.

"What the hell..." He muttered as he turned me around and examined my uniform. He glared at me "What the heck happened?"

"Fight" I muttered. Usually in these situations Fang would laugh and tell me how much of a trooper I am. But this time he kind of just stared at me.

"What do you mean a fight?" He said lifting my arms and checking my face. "What did you do, get shot?"

"No"

"Well?" he looked at me expectantly.

"Fist fight"

"Fist fight?" he repeated. "With who?"

"A person who didn't fight back."

"Dylan?"

Wow...he's good. Or was it just the fact that Dylan can't throw a punch at me? Meh, we might never know.

"It was freaking Dylan wasn't it?" Fang was getting angry. "Who threw the first punch?"

"I did" I paused "And I threw all the others too..."

"You're stupid, Maximum"

"Thanks" I grunted and walked to the bathroom to wash off all the blood.

I came out of the shower and saw Fang sitting on my bed playing around with...was that my bra?

"What the hell, moron?" I said grabbing my personal item from his hands.

"What?" he asked innocently.

I muttered to myself and threw it back into my drawer. "Douche bag" I said to him.

He rolled his eyes. "So now I'm the douche bag?"

"You've always been a douche bag"

"I'm not the one that got suspended because I bashed a guy half to death."

He had a point there...

I stared at him, was he really angry with me? I thought he hated Dylan. To my surprise, Fang stretched out his arms and gestured for me to sit in his lap. I did and he held me tightly pressed to his chest. "Why'd you do it?"

"I was angry"

"Because?"

"He made me angry"

"I can see that" Fang grunted. "What did he do?"

"Said stuff"

"Like what?"

I hesitated, but Fang kissed me gently and told me to tell him. He even said please. I didn't want to say it, I wasn't comfortable saying it. I don't believe Dylan and Fang would never do that to me...would he?

"Max? What did he say?"

I looked up at Fang "He wanted to ask me out and bugged me about it." I shrugged, "I don't like him"

I saw Fang smile at me, "Thanks, that means a lot"

I pushed Fang down onto the bed and kissed him with everything I had. Trying to wash away everything that happened today, trying to believe it wasn't true. I loved Fang and I knew he would never do something like that.

Would he?

Ugh

That chapter was horrible. Ok so I know it wasn't that great with the whole discovery of Lissa and whatever, but she'll be back.

If you guys have any ideas PLEASE throw them at me. Like seriously, I don't care if they wack me in the face just chuck 'em.

OMG you probably don't even care, but right now is hilarious at my house. My dad is trying to pronounce schnitzel. The funniest thing ever.

"He said...you were sleeping with people behind my back"

Fang didn't answer me and I felt my eyes sting "it was true wasn't it?"

"Not behind your back"

I pulled away and glared at him. "But you did it!"

He shook his head and I waited for an explanation, when he wouldn't give me one I got out of his arms and stood in front of him. "Her name was Lissa and her brother was talking about it at school" I said "Dylan told me and now I know he wasn't lying!"

The tears were forming in my eyes and I knew Fang had seen them because his eyes softened and he tried to comfort me, I shrugged him off.

He sighed "what else did Dylan say, because it's obvious he hasn't told you all of it"

"Nothing. He said you're an asshole and I shouldn't trust you because you're only going to hurt me. He was damn right!"

Fang shook his head. "I'd never hurt you, Max"

"Yeah? Then what do you suppose this is doing to me? Making me happy? I'm not an idiot Fang"

"Do you remember when you turned me down?" His voice was pained and I remembered it very well. "I ran didn't I?"

I nodded.

"That's where I went. To her house. And that was it, Max, that was the last time I saw her. Actually that was the last time I saw anyone." He paused and walked over to me. "It was just at the beginning and I thought you hated me. What was I meant to do?"

"Not sleeping with her would've been a good start"

He scratched the back of his head and sighed. "I give up. It wasn't behind your back and it wasn't because I didn't love you. If anyone was hurt by this it was me, I've wanted to tell you, do you know how much I regret that?"

"You didn't do it because you were bored of me?"

"I hadn't even spent an hour with you in my arms, how the hell could I be bored of you?"

"And you didn't do it because I turned you down when you wanted to have sex with me?"

"Max, it was a long time ago. All I was able to do was kiss you before you turned away. You weren't even sure you liked me."

"So it was my fault" I said, I felt guilty, hell the guy tried so hard with me and that was how I repaid him.

"Not your fault" He said kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer while kissing him fiercely, I wanted to say sorry but I didn't know how.