(A/N: Sorry if it feels like I'm rushing it. Don't mean too just the way I am or something like that. Anyway here's the next chapter. Hope you like it. Oh, and I'm sorry for the whole 'Mrs.' In Mrs. Martinez. I meant to put Ms. My bad. This just proves that no bodies perfect. Anyway…)

Fang POV:

I couldn't believe it. Mrs. Martinez's supposedly dead daughter is in the same house as her clearly alive. What the hell just happened? I looked out my window from next door and saw the window to Max's.

I didn't get much chance to explain about us earlier so I think now's a good time.

Angel is my little sister, she has short curly blonde hair up to her shoulders. She is seven and takes most after her mother. She also has blue eyes and white skin

Gazzy or the gasman's real name is Gabriel and he is also my sibling but he's also Angel's twin. He is also seven. He has short and spiked blonde hair with white skin and blue eyes.

Nudge is the adoptive daughter of Mrs. Martinez. She has brown skin and frizzy brown hair. She also has brown eyes. She's just all brown. She is fourteen.

Iggy is fifteen like Max and I. He has white skin and strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. He is also Mrs. Martinez's adoptive son.

My name's Fang. I have black hair and really dark brown. You have to be close to me to see that and I never let anyone that close. Never. I have white skin too. I live next door with Angel and Gazzy with my mom and dad. Their names are Anne Walker and Ter Brochet. Weird name I think. Turns out he's German.

Mrs. Martinez or Valencia or Val is about 26 but doesn't look like it. She has brown hair and the deep chocolate brown eyes. She has freckles around her face like Max. She has the tan skin like Max. And she's sterile or something like that so she can't have babies. Jeb (Max's father) left after a month of Max's supposed death. Val said that he said, "I have to much stuff to do to keep this relationship going on longer." I think he's just a fucking bastard. Val also said he had blonde hair.

Does that remind me of anyone I know? Yeah, I think so. That reminds me of Max. She has the same brown and blonde hair as them. She has got to be Val's daughter.

This is all too confusing. I hope Val is taking this well. I wonder if she's going to tell Max that she's her daughter.

We could only hope she doesn't freak out.

Max POV:

IT had been three days since I got here. I still stayed impassive and learned that all of those peoples I saw earlier were Dr. Martinez or Val, Iggy, and Nudge. Those people are my step family. Then there was Fang, Angel, and Gazzy. Fang and Iggy were my age and Fang was my next door neighbor. Angel and Gazzy are twins that are Fang's brother and sister. Dr. Martinez or Ms. Martinez was a very nice lady but I still didn't trust her. Fang, Iggy, and I are all the same ages (15) and Nudge is just a year younger but she skipped a grade so she's in the same classes as us. Gazzy and Angel are both seven obviously since their twins. That's about it.

It was weird though. Standing in front of someone that looks almost just like you. I could hear the muffled sobs coming downstairs when I first got here. I immediately interpret them to be the woman named Valencia Martinez. I don't know what made me call her that it just popped in my head. Right before it gave me a massive headache. This is just too weird. I just hope they don't beat me like everyone else had.

It's now tomorrow and it's around twelve or one. I have been laying on my bed starring at the ceiling fighting the urge to go outside and just FLY. I'm so, SO happy that nobody saw anything unusual yesterday. That was a major kicker.

Oh, Yeah. I forgot to tell you. I have wings. I got them from that bastard, Jeb. I have always wondered if the mom knew what he did. How he did it. How he gave me my wings. What he did to me for the first seven years of my life. How when I was powerful enough that I had killed the living daylights out of him. Literally.

Oh, well…she probably doesn't if she did then she would have busted me out of that hell hole…unless she was one that was working with him.

I shook my head. That could never happen. If it was then I would have seen her. I seen all of the workers, considering it took everyone to get me off from beating my dad up with a rock I found outside during training.

I sighed and stood up. I need to catch a fly or something. I looked over at the window. It sat there perfectly still and untouched. I walked over to it and opened it up. There was a little breeze so it picked up some of my hair and swirled it around my face. I looked around the neighborhood. No one in sight. Perfect. I sighed in relief and began to get out.

"What are you doing?" Someone yelled both hurtful and mad. I stopped from where I was already half way out the window. I looked to see the mom of everybody. The one who was suppose to be mine. But she could never be my mom. She's too nice for that.

"I'm…ugh…going for a walk?" I said but it came out as more of a question. She had welding tears in her eyes, but she tried very hard not to cry.

"No you weren't you were going to leave." She said after a while when she knew her voice was under control.

"No. I was going for a walk. I was coming back." I said lying partically. I knew I was going for a walk I just didn't know if I was coming back.

"I don't care. You can't go anywhere without telling me first. I need to know where you are." She continued with steel in her voice. It sounded like mine, but I dismissed the thought quickly. I could have never have the same steel voice. That's impossible…unless we're related. I shook my head in defeat and denial. She can't be my mother. She's too nice. She always to nice for that.

"Okay, MOTHER." I said sarcastically, but she wanted to cry again so I quickly changed the subject. "Why are you even in here?"

"I came in here to tell you that you're enrolled in school and are starting tomorrow." I groaned and got back inside and closed the window behind me. Dr. Martinez headed toward the door but turned back when she was in the doorway. "And I made sure that you had classes with either Fang or Iggy the whole time you're there. I thought I made a bad decision about you not having your freedom, but now you've proved to me that I can't trust you without you running away." And with that she left without another sad word. I sighed sadly and went to my bed.

So now that I was almost caught trying to fly my step-mom put me in Fang and Iggy's classes because she couldn't trust me. Great…that is just perfect. So no I can't even fly. I needed to strech my wings. I looked longily at the window and the sky. I groaned and rolled to my side facing away from the window and sky that taunt me.

Crap…

I have school tomorrow…

That's going to be a trip to jail for me.

Fang's POV:

I was freaking out inside. Max is going to school. SCHOOL. Do Dr. Martinez WANT people to die? Max is way beautiful and I could just imagine all the boys in the school hitting on her. Even the ones that already have girlfriends! This is outrageous. How could she torture me? Wait…what? Did I just say I was going to be jealous or was I saying that I already WAS jealous. I can't be jealous. That's just not me. Oh well…at least Max is in most of my classes and is in Iggy's the rest. So now I can watch over her and take care of-WAIT! I can't take care of Max. She's Max for crying out loud. No one can take care of her.

While I was having a conversation with myself I didn't see that Max came downstairs in black skinny jeans and a red spagetti strap shirt and a black wind-breaker. So basically I didn't see Max come down here looking more gorgeous then ever.

"Fang?" Angel asked, tugging down on my shirt trying to get my attention. I snapped out of my conversation and looked down at her.

"Yeah?" I asked her. She was wearing a simple blue dress but it looked really well on her.

"Is iggy going to take me and Gazzy to school and catch up with you and Max later or are you going to take us and meet up with Iggy and Max?" She asked sweetly.

"Iggy is taking you guys and will meet with us later." I replied smoothly. I glanced at Max. She was now chugging down all the milk. "Hey!" I shouted at her. She stopped drinking and had a white mustache on her lip. She wiped in away not to the fact that she knew it was on there but a reflex. Either way she looked so cute.

"What? Don't you see me drinking?" She asked annoyed. I rolled my eyes and went over to her.

"Save some for the rest of us. We got to eat to you know." I said reaching out a hand for her to put the milk in.

"No I don't know so do you mind and leave before I send you to the hospital?" She asked pissed and put a hand on her well defined hip.

"Well you should know and hand it over before I put YOU in the hospital." I said putting a hand on my hip just like her. She had amusement in her eyes but she still wore the mad expression.

"Why should I know? And you can't put me in a hospital." She said putting the milk carton up to her mouth. "So why don't you just go away." She said before she started to chug the rest of the milk down.

"Or why don't I just do this?" I said and smirked at her confused expression. Before she could act I tilted the milk carton up and let's just say the second after I did that Max's head was covered in milk and was dripping down her bangs. I laughed out loud at her. I blinked for not even a second but that next thing I know I have my face up against the cabinets and my arms and hands behind my back like the police do to you when you get arrested.

"What the heck?" I asked out loud to nobody in particular. I felt someone press their body against my back. Not perverted or anything but just by the touch it sent electric shocks up my back and shivers down my spin. It felt so good. I knew for a fact it was Max.

She moved her head closer to mine. I could even feel the milk dripping off her hair and down my shirt. Once I felt her lips almost on my ear I heard her whisper.

"Never do that again. I WILL kill you. I can, Fang." Her voice so soft in my ear but so menacing at the same time. It almost made me smile until I realized that she could and would do this to me. "If you ever get in my way again…" She trailed off and out her lips to my ear. "I will personally see to your demise."

Her breath went to my face. I practically melted with the scent. It was so intoxicating. Minty, but spicy. But it had vanilla and chocolate in it too. It didn't smell like food you just ate. Hers smelt like that's what it always was. It smelled so so SO very GOOD. It was pure heaven.

With that last threat she let go of me and went upstairs to probably change and take another shower. I starred after her in awe. She was so…different.

And I loved every part of it.