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Lissa waves at me, sunglasses on her fiery red head from her spot in the mall food court. I walk over, grinning. She smiles. "Hey, Max. Guess what! My date to the Winter Masquerade is Ethan Strauss,"she says. I raise an eyebrow. "You mean the guy on the basketball team who looks at stars and shit through a telescope and never comes to Brigid's parties and is super anti-social? No friends at all?"I ask. Lissa shrugs, looking slightly hurt. "Yeah. Ethan. He's actually pretty adorable and sweet,"Lissa says. I sigh.

"You gonna play the game on him?"I ask. She shakes her head no. I sigh in relief. "OK, so what's up?"I ask. Lissa grins. "We're going SHOPPING!"she cries. I cringe. "Lis, I'm sorry...I actually already had plans to go to the spa near here with Ella and Angel in ten minutes,"I say, truly sorry.

She looks at me, and anger passes through her eyes for a second. "Max, you're ditching me, your best friend? For...people that you're just faking to be friends with?"she demands, crossing her arms. I bite back the words that rise through my throat. I want to defend Ella and Angel, tell her that they are my friends. "Um. I'm sorry, Lissa. Really, I am. Maybe another day?"I ask. Lissa rolls her eyes. "I wanted to go dress shopping for you and me. Do you want me to at least pick out some dresses for you and give them to you after school tomorrow?"she asks. I wince, feeling bad that I would have to say no to my best friend.

"Um...actually-"

She cuts me off with a wave of her hand. She stands up, looking very mad now. "That too? Honestly, what else did you do with them? You know it's been our tradition to shop for dresses for school dances together without anyone else! Now you go a step further and you leave me completely out of it!"she says, glaring. I shoot back, "We always go to places for sluts. At least they took me somewhere where I'm actually comfortable."

Lissa's green eyes narrow. "Oh my gosh, Max. Everything is about you, isn't it? We go to your places all the time! How many times have I said, 'yeah, let's just do this because you wanted to?' Too many to count,"she snaps. I glare. "Well, it's your fault for even getting dumped in the first place or else I wouldn't have done this! Maybe he realized you're just the biggest bitch in the universe,"I snarl, officially annoyed by Lissa. Rage boils inside of me.

Lissa recoils, stepping back. She grabs her things and leaves, pain and tears in her eyes. "I thought Kristy Meyers was,"she whispers. Brushing past me, she leaves. I stand there, stunned.

Back when we were in eighth grade, both of us had had problems with Kristy Meyers, the girl with the perfect blond curls and sapphire eyes who wore short skirts and tops all of the time. She teased us, bullied us, ruining our lives then. And she always had a new boyfriend every week. Our name for her was just 'biggest bitch in the universe'. Lissa and I had sworn that we would completely avenge ourselves. In high school, we are the top dogs. Kristy is just a bad memory at our school, completely ignored everyone because it was our 'command'. It's crazy how everyone listens to us now.

I watch her leave.

Something in me rises to the surface, and I'm surprised when I pinpoint what the feeling is.

Relief. I feel relieved that I've gotten rid of Lissa...for at least a while. I know it's wrong to feel like this...but honestly, I can't help it. Lissa is a bit particular about everything. Right boyfriend, right clique, right music playlists for parties, right clothes. She couldn't deal with tiny imperfections in her social life.

I think I am a glitch in her little system. It's a wonder what she sees in me to be her friend for this long. Maybe it was the fact that, at the time we first met, she was a slight dork like I was.

My phone makes a loud, tinny sound and I take my phone out, reading the text message. I wince. It's Lissa.

To Max:
So, u finally found ur real friends, hm? Thx 4 ditching me

I blow air out of my nose, frustrated. What the hell? I'm pissed that Lissa's making such a big deal out of this. I shove my phone into the back pocket of my jeans and stomp my way to the spa. I need some well-deserved stress-free time with girls who don't criticize my every move.

What is wrong with Lissa? She is never this annoying and bitchy.

I arrive at the spa, seeing Ella and Angel. "Hey, guys, " I say, waving. Angel smiles and nods while Ella waves back. She looks really excited. "Guess what!"she sings. "What?"I ask, playing along. "Well, you know Fang has a blog? He wrote this. Just read it! So damn ro-man-tic!"Ella squeals.

I look at the internet page on Ella's screen and read. Apparently, his blog is also posted on our school students' facebook, instagram, and google plus pages. They're the communities created by the students and just the students. No annoying teachers and parents for us, since it's private and you can only be invited in. Of course, I'm part of them but I never check my social networks. I mean, get out of your high-tech gear and pay attention to real life! Everyone who knows anything uses their pages all the time...

You are visitor number...WTF no one cares anyway

So you all know from my latest blog updates that there's this special girl that I like...a lot. I don't usually 'write' my heart out, so be happy I even posted this online. Anyway, I need help. So, comment?

I never think when I'm around her. It's physically impossible. My mind and heart turn to mush listening to her tinkling,, bell-like laugh, and I just can't get her out of my head. I think it's slightly pathetic for me at times, but what the hell? I love every part of her all the same.

I can't stop loving her. She makes everyone happy, and it's impossible not to be affected by her cheerfulness. She's sarcastic and quirky and beautiful in every way. She's got a soul of gold...as beautiful as she is on the outside.

I will never stop loving her.

Because she's Maximum Ride.

-yeah, that's it. UNTIL NEXT TIME, PEOPLE!-

I give Ella back her phone. "That was...deep,"I say, smiling nervously. My heart and cheeks are warm from what he wrote. I feel giddy inside. He loves me? Already?

"That is really sweet,"I continue. Disappointed, Ella gestures for me to continue. "Um...I'm really touched,"I say. Ella shakes her head. "Write something back!"Angel says impatiently. I sigh. "Yeah. Later. Then you guys can...uh, check it,"I reply.

Ella sighs.

"For the first time, Fang has at least a bone of romanticism in him, but you don't respect it,"she says, shaking her head sadly as we walk into the spa.

For some reason, this makes me really nervous.

Fang was being romantic.

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