Thanks to dusk3ttex01 for reviewing! Sigh. Only 2 reviews. Is my writing that bad..? Ahhhh. Anyway, sorry, I hope this chapter won't be too boring. Also, I apologise for the over dosage of 'Yo's from Iggy.

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Chapter 3: Stupid Pot Holes and Horrible Room Mates

So here I am. At school. And only a few people were around. The class was supposed to gather at the school and head for the chalet together in a bus. Surprisingly, I was one of the early birds. Strange. My mum had rushed me out of the house, saying that I would be late. I wonder if it had anything to do with that scoundrel Jeb.

"You're not wearing a skirt today," Fang said, with dismay, I think. He sneaked up on me. Well, I had been daydreaming anyway.

"Nope." I frowned. "I hate skirts. They're so uncomfortable." My face went red as I recalled the 'incident' that had taken place yesterday.

"Pity."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Fang wants to see you in a MINI-skirt, Max. He thinks you look h-o-t!" Iggy said, smiling slyly. I jumped. Fang punched his shoulder.

"Since when did you two get so tight?" I asked Fang.

"Dunno." Hmph. Typical one-word answer Fang. I mean like, would it hurt to say things in one full sentence already?

Everybody was starting to stream in. Soon, Brandon began taking attendance.

"Anna!"

"Here!"

"Abigail!"

"Here!"

"Brandon!"

"Here," the whole class said lazily.

"Oh, right." Seriously, I don't get why that dork is our chairperson. I mean, he even forgets about himself when taking the class attendance.

"Iggy!"

"I'm not here!" Iggy said.

"Then where are you?" Brandon said, looking up, genuinely puzzled. Everyone snorted. What an idiot.

So we finished roll call and boarded the bus. Some had to resort to seating three people in a row, as the bus had too little seats. Guess what? Somehow, I got stuck in between Iggy and Fang. Not good.

As we headed off towards our destination, the whole bus was full of chatter. Everybody was talking excitedly about what they wanted to do, what clothes they had brought – sheesh – and other stuff. Someone was even crying because she was homesick. I noticed that Brandon was squashed between Brigid and Mandy who were talking animatedly to him – the poor kid looked pale.

"What are you thinking about?" Fang interrupted my thoughts.

"Hmm? Nothing much. Just wondering, what's so good about this stupid chalet?" Honestly, I still don't get why everybody was looking forward to it.

"Well I'm looking forward to it because it'll give me a chance to watch you and Fang get, er, closer," Iggy said and cackled like a maniac. I whacked him on the head.

Fang smirked.

"I'm looking forward to it cos you'll be there," he said to me. I looked into his eyes and could see that he meant it sincerely.

"Uh. Okay."

You know, Fang has those sort of captivating eyes, so full of depth that you feel like you're drowning in them. Oh yeah, Fang was a man full of depth. And he was so attractive. Suddenly I realized that I was sitting so close to him. And I became aware of the small space between our faces. I closed my eyes and we both leaned forward and…

The bus ran over a pot hole.

Ugh. I cursed as I bounced in my seat and blushed furiously and stared straight. Thank you so much for ruining a nice moment. Why was the world against me? Thank goodness Iggy was blind.

"Were you guys making out?" he asked. Okay, now I really wonder if he's blind or not.

"No," I said. Longingly though. What's getting into me? "Why the random question?"

"Because you both were suddenly so quiet. And you cursed at that pot hole."

"So?" Fang said. He rolled his eyes. I proceeded to sigh and daydream about worlds where pot holes never existed.

This ride was starting to get boring. And that, combined with the fact that I didn't have enough sleep yesterday thanks to this particular girl called Ella who just couldn't stop talking about how excited she was about her class trip even though it was just to the zoo, I felt my eyes beginning to droop. Don't drool on Fang, don't drool on Fang don't drool on Fang don't dr…

Fang

Max looked so beautiful sleeping. She was so perfect. I can't believe it – Max was sleeping on me. Her head was on my shoulder and I held her hand. She looked so absolutely gorgeous. She was just so… modest about herself. Why can't she accept the fact that she looked so hot in skirts? No, she looked hotter in skirts. God, I was falling head over heels in love with my best friend. Was that good or bad?

Max was so fiery and feisty. So…sexy. But yet, she had a kind soul inside, even though she doesn't show it often. I was there when she gave money to the hobo and was sorry she couldn't give more. I was there when she cried that time we watched a documentary on whales dying while our parents were out. Okay, maybe that was because she was afraid of the killer whale. Hey, we were five. But anyway, I was there ever since I could remember.

Max, I love you so much. I wish you loved me just as much.

"WE'RE HERREEEE!!!" Brandon shouted and I was startled awake from my la la land. Pity. It was a good dream. Which maybe had something to do with bus rides on worlds where pot holes never existed. I was still groggy but I had enough sense to take in what was going on – wait why was I holding Fang's hand? And holy cow, is that drool on his shirt? Oh my gosh! I drooled on Fang! I fumbled for tissue paper in my bag and quickly wiped away the drool. He chuckled and tightened his grip on my hand.

"Yo, lovebirds, time to get off," Iggy said. Man, right now I wish I had drooled buckets on him. Then we'd see what he had to say.

Everyone gathered at the main room at the chalet after. Man, it was big, but I cannot see how it could fit 41.

Mr. Danny was there already, and we greeted him.

"Good afternoon, everybody! I hope you're excited! Firstly, I have to establish some rules." Everybody groaned and Mr. Danny laughed. "Number one, if you are to leave the chalet to go somewhere on your own, you are to go in groups of three or more. Don't want you getting lost, yeah? Secondly, there will be no swapping of roommates. This chalet is for you to get to know your classmates better and form a stronger bond with them. And last of all, have fun!" Everybody cheered. Geez, what is with these people?

"There are five chalets, numbers 30 – 34, rented for our class, but this one will be the main place where everybody will gather every morning. You'll have breakfast in your own respective chalets. There are four rooms in each chalet so it's two to a room, except for one that will be three. There will be one person in charge of each chalet, who will make sure that everybody comes down on time and goes to sleep on time. He or she is also in charge of the keys. Okay, rooming partners and chalet numbers are up on the board and once you've checked get up and get comfy. I expect everybody to be down here in an hour's time, ready for some fun!"

Everyone made a mad rush for the list. I wondered who I'd be rooming with. Definitely Mr. Danny would put me with some pansy like Brigid or Mandy. He gave the impression that he never really liked me anyway. After most of the crowd was gone, I scanned the list for my name.

"Maximum Ride… Maximum Ride… Ah. Chalet 34 rooming with… Fang and Iggy. What!" I almost screamed. Was there a mistake? God, I was going to share a room with my best friend whom I apparently, well, love, and a sexist pig that is fond of teasing Fang and I. I laughed nervously. This must be a mistake. I went over to Mr. Danny and asked him about it.

"Mr. Danny, why am I rooming with two guys?" I asked.

"Well Max, remember that there're 41 of us? Besides me, I mean. So there'll be one room with three people in it."

"And why, may I ask, did you put me with Fang and Iggy?"

"Well, I know you don't like the girls in the class. You'll have a hard time with them, since you're so boyish. Sometimes I wonder why you're even born a girl, you're meant to be a boy. And isn't Fang your best friend? So what's wrong?"

I grunted.

"Anyway, I know you kids are smart enough not to let anything indecent happen," Mr. Danny said seriously. Indecent? Oh. Right. I almost slapped him. Nobody here seems to have any trust in me at all!

"So Max, any other queries?" he asked. I shook my head. Well, at least he trusted me enough to put me in a room with Fang and Iggy, plus he took into consideration the fact that I hated all the girls in this class. Okay, maybe not hate. But let's just say we don't' get along really well.

I stomped towards Fang and Iggy, who were huddled in a corner, talking. Fang seemed happy for some weird reason. He was actually smiling. Can't be about the rooming thing I guess. What's there to be happy about, sharing a room with me?

"Yo roomie!" Iggy shouted. Fang punched him. I could feel eyes on my back as I walked towards them. I bet they were wondering why I was sharing with those two. Hopefully there wouldn't be any false rumours.

"U and A, guys," I said, and waited impatiently for them to grab their belongings.

"What's U and A?" Iggy asked. Oh right. He didn't know.

"Up and Away," I sighed.

"Okayyyy."

"Wait, who's our chalet-in-charge?" I asked.

"Brandon," Fang replied.

I nodded.

"Are Brigid and Mandy in the same chalet as us?" I asked anxiously.

"Nope," Fang said, shooting me a look. I looked back and smiled gratefully.

"Yo Brandy! Are you done? Let's go!" Iggy shouted. Brandon was startled and he dropped the keys. I rolled my eyes.

The nine of us – Brandon, Alvin, Carmen, Angeline, Michelle, Zoe, Iggy, Fang and I – headed off towards chalet 34 together. Everyone was already talking to each other and I could see that Michelle and Zoe had instantly clicked. I never really talked to any of them. I wasn't even aware that there was such a person as Alvin in class. But everybody was getting along. Except me, I guess.

"Hey Max, you know Fang's really excited about sharing a room with you," Iggy sidled over and whispered conspiratorially into my ear, making sure that Fang could hear him.

"Well, it definitely can't be because of the fact that he's actually rooming with you," I said. Fang smirked.

Okay, so maybe, this could actually turn out to be fun.