OMG! OMG! The JB are guest-starring on Hannah Montana! Now I get to see Nick's acting skills! OMG! Nick –sigh- -stares off into space-…sorry, I just really like typing his name.

Maximum Ride: So, I've been thinking about letting someone else take over my book series. We're 6 kids (and one dog) on the run, and we really can't do much with the money. You wanna take it? --points to random person--
Me: --looks around, confused-- Me?
Maximum Ride: Yeah, sure. --shrugs-- You look like an average girl who doesn't have any wings and isn't on the run from Erasers.
Me: OMG? SRLSY? I OWN IT NOW?
Maximum Ride: Sure.
Me: REALLY?!!!
Max Ride: NO! --laughes evilly and pulls off mask to show Eraser Max (mark II)
Me: --pouts—

Disclaimer: So yeah. I don't own it.
-POINTS UP- True story by the way.

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"Not to close!" I warned Gazzy, as his marshmallow started to catch fire. Fang sent me a 'shut-up-and-let-him-learn-for-himself' look. I returned it with a 'shut-up-I'm-pissed-at-you-right-now' look.

"What the hell?" Fang asked. "Why are you pissed at me?"

"Why? I'm pissed at you because you want to go to Virginia! Why the hell do you want to go to Virginia? Lissa?" God. We'd had this argument earlier. Didn't he get it?

"Guys, stop fighting!" Nudge yelled.

"She's right," I told him. "Can I talk you. Alone?"

I grabbed his arm and pulled him after me. I went deep into the woods. When I got to a little clearing, I stopped. (Did that sound too choppy?)

"Nice place," Fang mumbled.

"Shut up. Fang, why the hell would you want to go to Virginia?" I asked him in my no-nonsense tone.

"I told you. The beaches." Fang stared at me, but I didn't meet his eyes. "Max, do you hate me?"

"No. I'm just pissed." When Fang didn't answer, I looked at him. "Fang, I could never hate you. I love you too damn much." What? You try staying mad at an extremely hott bird-boy forever.

"Oh, so I'm an extremely hott bird-boy, am I?" He smirked.

"Yes, as a matter-of-fact, you are."

"I assume this would be where I give you a compliment." he thought for a moment. "Nope. I got nothing. Just kidding, You're beautiful, Max." He leaned in and kissed me. "I love you, Max," he said when we broke apart.

"I love you, too."

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I know, another short chappie. But I wanna go watch my fave movie, Better Off Dead. It's LOL. But, yeah. I start school on Thursday. Not so happy about that. Jessica (my sister) has her outfit picked out and everything. She's (as Max would word it) a bleeping idiot. I'm wearing whatever I feel like wearing. Joseph (my brother) is probably wearing what he wore the day before. His such a boy. (I know, No shit, Sherlock. But my best friend, Josh isn't such a boy). But I told you that (not the whole outfit thing. The fact I'm starting school.) because I won't have as much time to update. But I'll do it as often as possible.

Peace and love and dreams of hott guys (like hott boys I might meet at school. I'm going to a new school.),

Max

(I know, I changed my penname again. But I like it this time. It's the title of my avatar.)