Okay reviewers, you asked for it. (GIANT TACKLE BEAR HUG!) Did I strangle anyone?

"You like him," teased Ella she walked me to the track. She had art club after school today so she didn't have to catch the bus or call our housekeeper to take her home. I didn't say anything. She gasped. "So you do like him!"

"I do not," I muttered, blushing beet red. "He just looks…strange, that's all."

"It's not nice to stare."

"So? Admit it, he looked weird."

"But I didn't stare at him like he was a god."

"Shut up. I don't like him. I don't like any guy in this school unless you count Iggy and he's just a friend. Heck, I don't like anyone except for maybe Christian Roderick."

"Who?"

"The actor?" (A/N: Let's get this straight: as far as I know, he's cast as Fang in the Maximum Ride movie (Coming out in 2013; so excited! Anyways…) and if it's not him, it's Avan Jogia. Avan looks more like Fang to me, but there is more evidence that Christian will have the part.)

"Uh…"

"You don't know who he is?"

"No…"

"And you dare call yourself my sister," I said in mock horror. She laughed. "It's not funny!"

"Is too… Hey, isn't that…?" I turned around. The new kid. Aw, great.

"You looked thoroughly disappointed, Maximum," teased Nudge as she rocked back on her heals, looking like the adorable little girl she was.

"No, not at all! What are you talking about?" She shrugged.

"I must have been imagining things. Hi Ella!" She waved vigorously and my little sister waved back.

"I really have to go to art club right now though," said Ella. "Tell dad I say 'hi'!"

"Sure, Ellie! Bye!" I waved goodbye as she ran back to the school building. Then I turned to face my fears, which, ironically or coincidentally, missing again.

"You look like you're about to fight an army of spiders," said Iggy with a lazy smile. He sat next to J.J., who smirked.

"Spiders are defiantly ferocious enough," I said smoothly. Nudge laughed.

"Not nearly! You have defiantly never met the fashion designers in J.J.'s mom's department! You touch their stuff and they don't care why; they'll just kick you out and threaten to sue!"

"Oh, they aren't all that bad," said J.J. "My mum's pretty nice unless you break something."

"Your mom's the only nice one there."

"Okay, well, that might be true…"

"Are we running or not?" I demanded. Nudge shrugged and looked around. Something caught her eye and she wrinkled her nose in disgust. "What?"

"Ew! Look who has her hands all over my cousin!" Sure enough, Lissa was all over Fang like an ugly on an ape. Blech…

"If you want to show affection, show it after class or before class, not during class," said coach, dad, not looking up from his clipboard. "Ah, Mr. Griffiths, so kind of you to join us here today."

"Sorry, coach," said Iggy apologetically. "My parents made me meet someone."

"That's alright, son. Now, ten laps around, all of you." Some people groaned. Some people hopped right to it. And then there were your stereotypical rich girl reactions.

"But that's a lot!" whined Lissa. "I just got a mani-pedi yesterday! What if I fall?" she demanded. "I'll ruin all my nails!"

"And then you'll have an excuse to go get another, err, 'mani-pedi' or whatever it is that you call it." I rolled my eyes as my friends and I hit the track. The thing is, I'm too concerned about my running so my nails are always ripped and torn by the ground when I greet it. Ella, who's concerned about her art, is always chipping paint off her nails which you shouldn't be doing with a manicure. Angel's too young to need one and if my mom wants one, she'll get one by herself so my dad never really bothered with it.

"Can you believe her?" hissed Iggy to me. "She's like an attention grabbing dog!"

"This is Lissa were talking about," I whispered back. "Of course she's like this."

"True…hey. The Winter Formal's in about two weeks. Who should I ask?" Uh…

"I don't know."

"Who do you think has a crush on me?"

"Honestly?"

"Yup." I looked around quickly for signs of my other two track friends. They were on the other side laughing about something.

"Ella, Nudge, and J.J." I gawked.

"Seriously?"

"You asked for the truth, didn't you? I think they like you. Well, Ella and Nudge like you. I'm not completely sure about J.J. Do you want me to steal her diary for you?" He made a face.

"Steal her diary? Are girls always this cruel to each other?"

"Hey!" screeched Lissa to one of her 'friends'. "You nearly crashed into me!"

"Well, sah-or-ry! It's not my fault if you're half blind!" screeched Bethany Schaffer. Lissa gasped and slapped her across the face.

"How could you!" Bethany growled and then they had a catfight. Coach had to separate them and threaten them with two hours of detention and a call home. I turned to Iggy.

"You were saying something about all girls being like this?" I asked, gesturing to what remained of the fight: spilled lip gloss and perfume along with shredded bits of clothing in ribbons and snapped necklaces scattered all over the track floor. Iggy let out a low appreciative whistle.

"I'm sorry I asked."

Note: They live in the southern part of the United States which is why it's almost winter but there's no snow. They don't have southern accents though because 1.) It doesn't really seem right, giving the flock southern accents and 2.) Even if it did fit them, it's really hard to write because I have to say it first and then slowly pronounce it for spelling.

Just for the randomness of this all, did you know that this was nearly a Code Lyoko fanfic for Yumi and Ulrich but I decided that Max and Fang fit the parts better? You know, just saying how lucky you guys are…although if anyone's interested, I might just write another fanfic for that other cute couple. XD