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Chapter 16: Blackmail and Murder

I pulled away and blushed furiously. I didn't dare to risk a glance at Fang.

"Oh. My. God," Brigid said, stupefied. "You. Were. Making. Out."

Wow, Brigid actually has eyes! What an amazing discovery!

"Mr. Danny. Is. Going. To. Freak," she said and ran off.

I heard Fang utter a word that I have never heard him say ever in my entire life knowing him. And that was pretty long.

"What is this?!" I heard Mr. Danny roar.

Dang.

"This is outrageous!" Mr. Danny burst. "I send both of you back to because Fang was craving fishballs and return to find you two making out! I shudder to think of the consequences of your actions if I had returned later!"

Huh?

"We're not that stupid, Mr. Danny," Fang said. He got what Mr. Danny was talking about? Maybe it was some "Man" thing… Yeah…

"Oh who knows?" he scoffed.

"I wouldn't have allowed it," Fang said angrily. Mr. Danny appeared to ignore that comment.

"I sent both of you to share a room because I trusted you, and now you both have broken it."

Fang rolled his eyes.

"And that is why I have now decided to change your rooming partners for the last night of the chalet and report this incident to your parents."

Okay, so maybe that wasn't so bad after all.

"Max, you will be rooming with Lissa. And Fang will be sleeping with me tonight," Mr. Danny smirked. Fang sent me a look that said "save me!". Oh. Right.

Mr. Danny was gay. Remember?

I can imagine what's going on in Fang's head right now. I think it'd go something like this:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Poor Fang. But still. Oh my gosh. Well, a best friend's gotta do what a best friend's gotta do.

"That can't happen, Mr. Danny," I said, putting as much steel as possible into my voice.

"And why is that so?" he questioned angrily.

"I don't trust you," I stated simply.

Mr. Danny shot me a quizzical look. Fang suddenly grinned at me. What did he have in mind? Bipolar, that weirdo.

"We know all about you," Fang said darkly. I caught on quickly enough.

"Your deeeep daaaaark secret," I said, in the same tone. The expression on Mr. Danny's face was hilarious! It made me want to crack up over and over again.

"What books you read," Fang said.

"And your preference for men," I continued.

"Shut up!" Mr. Danny bellowed, his face red; from embarrassment or anger, I do not know.

"Well? You are gay, aren't you?" I asked.

"I prefer the term homosexual."

"Whatever," Fang said.

"Who knows what you may do to Fang at night? Anyway he's way better looking than Baldie," I told Mr. Danny. His face went red.

"Don't you dare insult my Tommy-boo!" he screeched.

I bit my lips, trying not to laugh. Fang looked kind of constipated.

"I'm sure the principal would certainly love to hear about this," I threatened subtly.

"Are you… blackmailing me?" Mr. Danny said.

I shrugged.

"Oh fine!" he shouted. "But you will not be sleeping in the same room as Fang tonight, you understand?! Fang can stay with Iggy, but Maximum Ride, you will be going to chalet number 32 and share with Lissa and Brigid."

"Yeah, whatever." And who the heck is Lissa?

"Why you kids don't understand this is all for your own good just escapes me," Mr. Danny muttered to himself. He shot dagger looks at us. "Well? What're you still doing here?" he snapped.

Fang and I went back to chalet 34 and were bombarded with questions.

"Where have you been?!" Angeline screeched.

"Yeah! You just like disappeared and Mr. Danny didn't even explain anything to us at all!" Zoe added.

"He just said that both of you came back here alone," Iggy said suggestively.

I grabbed the nearest thing to me – awesome, an umbrella – and whacked Iggy with it. I was rewarded with an outraged 'Ow'.

"The Botanical Gardens was boring," Alvin said.

"You missed watching Brigid being chased by a racoon!" Carmen said.

"Fangy! Maxy! You're backkk!" Brandon squealed from the top of the stairs.

I almost ran to the toilet and threw up.

"You don't reckon he's a bit like Mr. Danny?" I asked Fang.

"Nah, if he was he would've attacked me already," Fang replied with a small smile. "I'm too good looking for my own good."

Men's egos these days.

"What're you talking about?" Michelle asked.

"Nothing," we both said together.

"By any chance, does it have anything to do with Brigid screaming?"

"Nope," Fang and I said unanimously.

"Definitely a yes," Iggy stage-whispered to Alvin. Alvin rolled his eyes.

"Are you guys talking about me?" Brandon asked.

"You wish," everyone said.

"Oh. Okay. Hey, let's go watch Spongebob! It's on now," Brandon chirped.

"YEAHHHHH!" Carmen squealed and dashed to the television.

"Those kids," Angeline remarked and rolled her eyes.

"I'll go get my stuff now," I said and headed upstairs.

"Whaddya mean?!" Zoe exclaimed.

"Rooming with Lissa," Fang explained.

"Whoever that is," I muttered snidely.

"What happened?"

"Got into trouble," I said, not wanting to elaborate and avoiding Fang's eyes.

I excused myself went up to shower. I was not going to bathe over there. I bet Lissa was some snotty person or whatever and the room was going to freaking reek of perfume and whatnot.

I grabbed my night clothes and went into the toilet. I stepped into the hot water. Man, it felt good.

Then, I heard the door open.

Holy (insert swear word of your choice here)! Did I forget to lock the door? Thank goodness the shower didn't face the door and I had drawn the shower curtains or whatever those were called.

"Um. Hello? Who's there?" I asked.

I was answered with the door clicking shut.

I reached out to grab my towel… and only succeeded in grabbing air. Huh. I looked around and realized that my towel and clothes were gone! Whoever did that was going to pay, big time.

"Um, hello? Anybody there?" I said timidly.

Oh, heck.

"HELLOOO?! ANYONE THERE?! CAN SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!" I shouted.

"What's wrong?" I heard Fang ask. Crap. Of all the people?

"Um, can you like call one of the girls or something?" I requested.

"Locked themselves in Zoe's room," Fang replied.

Great. Just great.

"Ask one of them to come out!" I told him, desperate and frustrated.

"Wait," he said from the other side of the door. After a moment of silence, he returned. "They won't come out."

I cursed under my breath. Bet you a thousand bucks that they were behind this stupid joke!

"Can you… um… bring me some clothes?" I asked. "Someone came in and stole my, um, clothes and towel."

A moment of silence.

"Uh. Okay," Fang said uncertainly and walked away. I swear, I was going to murder them. No doubt this was another scheme by Angeline, the pervert. I heard a knock on the door.

"Um. Here. I brought you my towel too," he said. Fang opened the door and stood at the entrance dumbly. I sighed and stuck my hand out from the shower curtain thingy. He passed my clothes to me and I thanked him, but I realized that he had forgotten something very, very, very important.

"Er, Fang," I started. Gosh, this was probably the most embarrassing and humiliating moment of my life! "Ialsoneedunderweartoo."

"Come again?" he said.

"I…need und. Under. Und. Underwear," I squeaked.

Fang made a weird noise.

Have I told you that I was going to murder the person who did this and make them scream bloody murder? Oh, guess I have. I could just barely imagine the expression on Fang's face as he picked my undergarments. He'd probably close his eyes and randomly grab some.

Fang knocked the door again. I stuck my hand out, and he passed me my undergarments.

"Thanks," I said, looked at the piece of clothing I was holding, and screamed.

Not caring anymore, I grabbed Fang's towel, draped it around me and stormed out. I hammered on Zoe's room.

"Zoe! You! Come! Out! This! Instant!" I shouted.

I heard someone say "Uh-oh" inside and a few people giggled. I hammered on the door a little louder.

"I'm serious! Open up!" I shrieked hysterically.

The door creaked open a little. I pushed it open and saw that everyone besides Fang and I were in the room.

"Care to explain THIS?!" I yelled and flung my piece of clothing at them.

"Ew!" Brandon exclaimed. The girls burst into laughter.

"What happened?" Iggy asked, confused.

"Max just threw her bra at us," Alvin explained. "And she's wrapped in a towel."

I am never ever going to be able to live this down.

"Are you sure you don't want to wear it anymore?" Carmen asked cheekily. "We can give it to Fang!"

Why that little –

"What?" Fang asked, materializing behind me. I jumped, surprised.

"Stop doing that!" I said.

"Doing what?" he asked.

"Appearing out of nowhere!"

"They're just like an old married couple," Iggy whispered loudly to Zoe. She giggled.

Jeez, could this day get any worse?

"Hey Fang, check this out!" Angeline yelled and threw my …piece of clothing (now referred to as POC) at him. It hit him right smack on the face. Fang took it off, looked at it, and turned beetroot-red as he saw the words on my POC which I had definitely not written. It went something like this:

MAX –heart– FANG.

Apparently he hadn't seen it just now. Well now was a different matter.

And I'm wrapped in his towel.

Everyone tumbled down laughing at our expense. Carmen was clutching her stomach and Alvin was snorting. I didn't dare to look at Fang.

I really, really, really, really should learn to watch my words.