Surprisingly, he didn't take me to an ice cream shop, but a beach. We had to fly there, since it was a few kilometers away, and walking would just waste time. We still held hands, I flew over him, reaching down, and he reached up. We landed gracefully, as always. Fang's arm was now wrapped around my waist.

I couldn't believe Angel! Lately she'd been disobeying everyone, especially me. "Max?" Fang asked.

"Uh, yes? Yeah?" I said.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, noticing I wasn't really paying attention.

"Oh, it's just that Angel isn't exactly listening to everyone," I sighed.

"Yeah. That needs to stop," he agreed. "But tight now, it's about you and me."

I nodded in agreement and we continued to walk down the beach. We stopped and watched the ocean. It may have not been the prettiest sight, the water wasn't as blue as Hawaii, but Fang made everything right for me. I turned to him from watching the ocean and kissed him. He kissed me back. This kiss seemed different from when we at the rock in the forrest. It seemed more... Happy. Like every second I was with him, he got happier. That's how it felt for me. He left my lips and said, "let's go back. You've got to help Ella with what she's wearing for her date tonight."

I shook my head. "I want to stay here!"

Fang smiled at me. "Of course."

I kissed him again, and he put his hand behind my head. Oh, God. I love you, Fang. I wish this night will never end! I thought.

Later, I pulled back and asked, "what time is it?"

Fang looked at his watch. "One." We'd been kissing for fifteen minutes! Teenagers are so strange. I grabbed his hand and started to run for a fast takeoff.

"We were supposed to be home at twelve forty five!" I shouted while we were flying. I cursed under my breath.

We landed at 1:10. I knocked on the door urgently. My Mom opened it. "Did they leave yet?" I asked.

"No. They were--" I didn't let my Mom finish her sentence. I rushed to Ella's room. She was pacing.

"Hey," I said.

She jumped and frowned at me. "I can't believe how late you are!" she hissed. "I don't know what bottoms go with my polka dotted top!" She dragged me to her wardrobe and threw three skirts and a pair of jeans on her bed.

"Just wear jeans," I said. She half sighed, have growled at me.

"This is a big thing for me!" she yelled.

"I'm sorry. We lost track of time, and--"

"It's okay. I'm just really nervous." She sighed and changed into the jeans and polka dotted shirt.

"Ready," she said, excited.

She walked past me. I flopped onto her bed. This was a good time to think. Why was Angel not listening to people? Who is going to try to kill us next? When would somebody try to kill us next? I didn't know how to answer those questions.

"Bye!" Ella and Iggy called as they left. Well, I hoped they had a good time.