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Chapter 19: The End

"What in the name of – "

"What was that?!"

"OHMYGOD WHAT IS THAT SMELL?!"

"I think I'm going to throw up."

Apparently, Gazzy had gotten a taste of his own medicine – big time. He himself fainted after smelling his own… exhaust. Fang and Iggy had dashed in for him when he didn't appear after five minutes. Iggy's face had literally turned green after coming out and now, Gazzy's wonderful creation had spread around the whole farm and everyone was rushing for the bus.

"This… this, kid created that fart bomb?!" he exclaimed.

"I'm not a kid," Gazzy protested.

"Who are you anyway?" Mr. Danny ignored him.

"The Sharkalator. Captain Terror. Zephyr. Your pick," Gazzy grinned. I rolled my eyes.

"Young boy, I'll have to… " Someone pulled me away and dragged me beside one of the busses.

"Hey! We want you as a mop for project fook!" Angeline whispered conspirationally into my ear.

"A what for what?!" I asked. I saw familiar faces in the group of people. Very familiar faces. Zoe, Michelle, Carmen and Angeline looked excited, Fang had a bored expression on his face Alvin and Iggy were teasing Brandon about the Flying Dutchman incident that had happened on the first day of the chalet.

Gotta say, we'd come a long way.

"A mop for project fook! It's like, spelled F-U-C-bracket-K! It stands for Fun Under the Ceiling (Kids only!) The kids only part was because we couldn't find anything suitable for the K. And Zoe and I are going to be the tables, because people sit on chairs and we'll get their butts, so chairperson wouldn't be suitable," Angeline grinned. She was reminding me more and more of Nudge and the horrible shopping experience we had had.

"And you want me to mop the floor?" I asked, an eyebrow raised.

"No! A mop is like, a Member Of Parliament."

"This isn't a government!"

"But it'll be fun!"

"What is this going to be about, anyway?"

"Everyone get in the bus now!" Mr. Danny roared, saving me from more of the madness. Angeline giggled and shot me a pointed look. I rolled my eyes and headed back to the car. Most of the people were rejoicing and some others were looking rather sad.

We're headed for home, sweet, home.

The bus ride back seemed longer than usual, and I was starting to feel claustrophobic. I couldn't sleep because everyone was making so much noise talking about the whole chalet and all. I was stuck next to some random kid in the bus – Abigail, if I'm not mistaken. She was reading a book. Jeez.

"HEY MAX! COME HERE!" Carmen suddenly called. I raised my eyebrows and shot a look to the back of the bus. A lot of people were crowding over a laptop that Alvin was using. And they were all giggling and shooting furtive glances at Fang, who was listening to his iPod. Okay so maybe four wasn't a lot, but you catch my drift.

I sighed, wondering what it was all about, and made my way over.

"YOU HAVE GOT TO SEE THIS!" Brandon exclaimed, making room for me.

I stared at the screen and I got the feeling that everyone there was holding their breath.

It was a photo of me.

"So?" I arched my eyebrows.

"Do you know whose laptop this belongs to, Max?" Alvin asked.

"Nope."

"Fang."

"Yeah, so?"

"We're not allowed to bring computers."

"So?"

"We searched for your name."

"SO?!"

"He has a whole folder of pictures of you.

"So – what?!"

Ironically, some random person started singing the song 'So What'. Carmen giggled.

"Nah, you're faking," I said after a moment of silence. "That isn't Fang's computer."

"Look at this!" Angeline ignored me.

"Roses are red,

Total turned blue,

When he saw your face

And didn't recognize you!

Happy fourteenth, Max. Though I guess the poem wouldn't work."

"Holy crap."

"What's that?" Iggy asked, and hopped over.

"Fang writes poems!"

"I – this is invasion of privacy!" I said, looking at the word document, which was apparently eighty-four pages long full of entries.

"My cheeks turn red

You have no clue

Whenever I sleep

I dream about you."

"Well now she knows," Brandon laughed.

"Sappy poetry!" Iggy said. "Is he any good?"

"You don't want to know," Carmen giggled. She scrolled down the document.

"Max and I

Had fun today"

"Wonder what kind of fun," Iggy remarked, shooting me a pointed look. I shot him a dirty look, which was sadly wasted.

"If Iggy were here,

he'd think the wrong way"

"Hear, hear," Zoe added.

"Hey, what're you doing with my computer?" Fang asked. Angeline quickly exited the document.

"Nothing," we smiled sweetly. And Iggy just had to ruin it all.

"Max and Fang had fun today," he started saying in a sing-song voice. "If I were there, I'd think the wrong way!"

"Iggy!" we protested.

Fang's immediate reaction was to stare at us as if we were a bunch of people who had suddenly sprouted wings. Then his face started to turn alarmingly red.

"Give it back!" he said.

"Seriously, Fang, you shouldn't be a poet," Brandon said.

"Yeah, you don't have to put the emo goth kid front! We know you're really a bouncy ball of bubbling happiness!" Guess who.

"Go ahead, be the comedian," Fang said bitterly.

"Yeah.. I wonder.. what would it be like if Fang worked at a store?" Michelle asked.

"HAHAHA!"

"Excuse me, sir, could you tell me where the electrical appliances section is?" Carmen said in a bad imitation of a male voice.

"Cue Fang shrugging."

"What about the toilet?" Angeline added.

"Cue Fang shrugging."

"Can you tell me anything at all?"

"I'm an emo goth kid who looooves Max," Iggy said in a girly voice. Everyone burst into laughter. Not including Fang and I. In fact, I was enjoying the wonderful scenery flashing past outside.. Jeez, why is it so hot in here?!

"You asked for it," Fang said, and tackled Iggy.

I rang the doorbell, and when it opened I was squashed into a bear hug. I untangled myself from my sister, and, -shocker- Nudge and Angel, and made my way into the house.

"So how was it???" Ella asked eagerly.

"Did you see Gazzy?" Angel questioned, Celeste dangling from one of her hands. "He told me he was going to fat a bomb!"

"Was it fun? I think if I'd gone, I'd totally enjoy myself! OMG! It's like, a major sleepover or something! And - "

"Why don't we switch the Nudge Channel off, honey? Max just got back - she must be tired." I grinned at my mother gratefully.

"Thanks, Mum."

"I hoped you enjoyed yourself," Mum smiled. I grinned.

Heck, they had no idea.

"Hey, since you're back, let's go shopping again!" Ella joked. I looked at her seriously.

"Yeah sure! And we could buy like all the skirts and get Nudge awesome dresses and we'll have to get our nails done!" I said, putting on a cheery accent. Ella suddenly looked frightened, and I chuckled inwardly.

"Mum...? Are you sure... uh... that this is Max?"

I flashed her a grin.

Life is great.