Fang POV

Iggy came up to me and told me that Max was ready to get started. I hadn't seen her all day and I'm anxious. I really don't show my feelings but when you're this nervous, it doesn't matter. Believe me, I tried as hard as I could. Couldn't hide it.

So, Dr. M tells me to go stand at the arch/alter thingy and wait. I see all the people that are here already. They smile at me, seeing I'm nervous. I don't do or say anything. Instead I look up at the dark sky, and see the bright stars that Max and I have been looking at our whole lives. Nights where I'd be on watch and she would wake up from a nightmare, see me, and come sit by me. And we just look at the stars. Hoping we had a better future ahead of us. But neither of us thought this day was gonna come. We played off being just friends for years. Until now.

Music starts to play that's really cheesy but I guess it's "traditional". Like anything about us is. Jamie and Charlotte come walking down throwing petals. That's right. Throwing them. Not letting them drift to the floor. Throwing. I shake my head and crack a small smile.

"Daddy my dwess itchy." Charlotte says.

"Mine too," A couple people laugh. I whisper to them to go stand by Grandma Vally.

Evan comes next with the rings using one hand. The other in his pocket. A sly smile on his face. I see Angel and Gazzy holding on to each others arms, smiling. I stick my hands in my pockets. We don't have that many groomsmen or bridesmaids so it won't take long before Max comes.

Gazzy walks over to my side, pats my shoulder. Angel goes on the other side, holding the twins hands.

Ari and Ella come next. I see Ella tearing up. Oh boy...

Iggy and Nudge come down next. The Maid of Honor and Best Man. Ella had no problem with Nudge being Maid of Honor. She was just glad to be in the wedding. Iggy walks over and stands right behind me, a hand on my shoulder. He whispers,

"Chill,"

I nod. Take a deep breath. The music changes. Patio doors open. [That's where everyone came out]

I see the most beautiful thing in the world.

Max POV

I kept my eyes closed until I felt Jeb pulling me. My eyes immediately avert to Fang. He looks amazing. My breathing speeds up. I've gotta pull myself together. I look at him the whole way down. His hair is the same as always, just how I like it. The all black tux on him looks—I can't even explain. He's gorgeous. Everyone is standing and looking at me.

I quickly look at the bridal procession.

Nudge, Ella, Angel.

Iggy, Ari, Gazzy.

Fang. Again.

Halfway down the isle I trip and that's it. I turn around grab my dress and run back into the house. Freakin great. Now I'm a runaway bride. I want this to be perfect. Nothing to go wrong. But no. I have to ruin it by tripping on my stupid dress! I was already a nervous wreck, then I go and trip. I'm crying and still running. To the nearest bathroom, the one downstairs. I know I'm making a huge deal out of this but I'm so—I don't even know. I can't do this. I'm a total wreck. Now I can't go back out there. My stomach is about to bring up breakfast.

I hear a knock on the door. Who would bother me right now?

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Max, open up." It's Iggy.

"No! Leave me alone!"

I forgot how strong that boy is. He pulled the door open even though it's locked.

"Max, come on! Get up!"

"No! I can't do this!"

"You decide this now?!"

"Yes! I tripped going down the freaking isle! I ruined the whole thing!"

"Max, it's fine. Everybody knows you've never worn heels. You got Fang having a panic attack! I had to hold him back from coming to get you!"

"I can't-" I heave and my stomach contents empties out. Iggy grabs a towel and wipes my mouth. I'm still blubbering like a baby. Stupid nerves. Stupid wedding. Stupid shoes.

"You gotta pull it together, Max. Everybody is out there, waiting for what we all knew would happen. You and Fang getting married."

I put my face in my hands. I feel something wet and gooey on my hands. It's my eyeliner smearing. The one thing Nudge told me not to do. This makes me cry even more.

"Max! Pull it together!"

I cry harder. He pulls my hands away from my face.

"MAX!"

"WHAT?!"

Bam. He slaps me.

Fang POV

"Can somebody please tell me what the (insert swear word of your choice here!) is going on?" I whisper/growl.

"Fang. Chill." Gazzy tells me.

"How am I supposed to chill, when Max just (insert swear word of your choice here!) ran the opposite way down the f****** isle."

"Nerves." Ari answers. It takes everything in me not to back hand him.

I hear screaming. I'm sure the flock hears it too. Sounds like Max and Iggy.

"I'm going in there," I say finally, but Nudge says,

"No Fang," So I don't.

"Hi everyone! Uh, sorry but it looks like the bride is having some difficulties at the moment. We all know Max...."

Laughter.

"So just hang tight. We'll get this show on the road soon!"

Nudge's little announcement ends. I'm still freakin out.

More screaming.

More freakin out.

Max POV

After he slapped me, I slapped him right back.

"You can't slap the bride!!! Let alone, ME!!!"

"Well when the bride is losing her freakin mind I don't think a slap is too bad! Now you've been through worse than this. And so help me Maximum Ride I will slap again if you don't pull your ass together and go out there and marry that boy that you've known you're whole life!!!!!"

I pondered this for a second.

And he's absolutely right. But.....

"My make up is smeared." I say quietly.

He sighs.

"Thats what I'm here for," Nudge says popping up in front of the door. I'm pouting.

"Let's fix this really quick."

She wipes off what was dripping and reapplies. Puts a cold rag on the back of my neck, fans me with a piece of paper, and I'm ready.

"Okay, let's go." Iggy says hurriedly.

"Thank you Iggy,"

"yeah yeah yeah." I take his hand and he leads me back to the isle where Jeb is. People clap. Fang sighs in relief.

"Alright?" Jeb whispers. I nod. Music starts again and we walk. Very slowly. I almost turn around again but I focus on Fang and decide against it. My eyes never leave him. Jeb lets me go, and I take Fang's hand. He squeezes, the look in his eyes saying,

"You okay?" I nod.

Jeb steps around us and onto the platform or whatever and starts talking. I space out, of course. Thinking about how much I love this boy. How we're perfect for each other. How everyone has known it for the longest. His eyes never leave mine either. I think our three beautiful kids that happened before this point, but hey. We're not normal so why should our family be? I think about one specific time, when we were about seven. It was just me, him and Iggy. I was taller than Fang and Iggy was taller than me, making Fang the shortest. He hated it. But I was in my room, listening to music to music and trying to understand the point of having the Barbie dolls Jeb bought me. Fang just walked in all of a sudden, not knocking. When we had separate rooms it was really not necessary to knock. Until he got older and him and Iggy found out things about their bodies. Haha.

Anyway he came in and was like,

"What ya doin?"

"Trying to figure the reason behind these stupid things," I answered.

He cocked his head to the side and shrugged.

"Maybe you make em do stuff,"

"Like what? Kiss?"

He shrugged.

"You ever kissed before, Fang?"

He shook his head no.

"I wonder what it's like...."

"Like this," he leaned down and kissed me right there. On the lips. That was technically our first kiss but we didn't know what we were doing.

"Max? Maaaaaaaax?"

I came back from my little memory and saw that he said something.

"Wuh? Sorry, what was it?"

"Do you, Maximum Ride, take Fang to be your husband?"

"Duh!" Everybody laughs.

"Do you Fang, take Max to your wife?" He nods.

"Any vows....?"

"Oh right. I um, didn't write any I thought I'd just wing it," the flock laughed when I said that.

Jeb nodded.

"Okay, so.....Fang. You know you're awesome. You're probably the only one who's ever caught me from literally falling out of the sky. (laughter) Um, you just-- know me more than anyone else. We've been through a bunch of crap together. You took the good side of me and the bad. I guess there's really nothing to say other than I love you more than anyone in the world. And I know we've definitely moved up from where we were before. Sleeping in trees, dumpster diving, being attacked that type of thing. So—I love you. And that's it, I guess."

I had a couple tears slipping down, but Fang caught them with thumb. He's smiling for everyone right now, and me. The biggest smile even I have ever seen.

"Fang?" Jeb says.

"Uh, Max, you know I love you. You also know I'm too good with words so..."

I touched his cheek and smiled, letting him know it was okay. Which it was.

Then Jeb said a whole bunch of blah blah blah. We put on the rings. And then all I heard was,

"You may now kiss the bride,"

Fang took my face in his big strong hands and I just melted into him. He moved his hands to my waist and I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. It was getting scarcely close to a make out session.

"Okay guys, honeymoon's not yet," Iggy said.

We pulled apart laughing and Jeb said something else, and we started running down the isle, hand in hand, with people cheering.

Nudge was right on my tail.

"Okay guys pictures!"

"No." we said at the same time.

"I don't care. You're taking pictures!"

Picture time took like, an hour. Fang didn't smile at all, as I figured. But he wasn't glaring either so it was okay.

Now reception. Fantastic.

It was being held outside, of course. Everybody else helped move the chairs and put a few tables out there while we were taking pictures. I'm sure Fang's gonna put these on the blog.

It's still dark outside, but the tiki torches are doing fine. More lights were put outside, I never let of Fang's hand.

We walked back outside and people cheered and whatnot. Iggy was the DJ and playing awesome music. He put his lips to the microphone and said,

"Now that the boring part is over, the bride is sane again, and the groom isn't a complete sweating wreck, LET'S PARTY!!!"

Then he threw on Thank You for the Venom by My Chemical Romance. Fang and I were banging our heads to the music while everybody was dancing. We were sitting on the deck watching everybody have fun. Evan ran up and jumped on my lap on my dress.

"Havin fun?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Why you run out? Was you sick?"

"Nope. Just....nervous....."

"Oh. I want some peaches."

"Go get some."

"K." he jumped and ran over to the fruit table.

Fang put his arm around me and I leaned into him, on instinct.

"We're married," he said. I laughed.

"Yes we are."

I looked my two rings and his one. It looked really nice on his finger.. I've never seen Fang in jewelry either.

"I'm thinking about kicking Iggy and Ella out of our honeymoon."

"Me too," I laughed. I knew a wedding would be stressful, but not to this extent. We really need some time alone. Partying comes later.

"I'll tell them before we leave. They didn't even pack yet."

"Hey! It's time for the bride and groom's first dance!" Iggy yelled, hurting everyone's ear drums.

I guess this is our cue to get up.

He takes my hand and we go on a certain patch of grass that's supposedly a dance floor.

"Just for these two...." Iggy said all smooth. It made me chuckle.

I took one of Fang's hands, and he wrapped one arm around my waist. I put my other hand on his shoulder and we waited for Iggy to play the song.

It was 21 Guns by Greenday.

We started spinning slowly, not really knowing what to do. I put my head on his shoulder, and he kissed my head. Everybody went "Awwww!!!!"

Gag me.

I took my hand out of his and just wrapped both my arms around him. He did the same. Did I say how much I love this guy?

(Awesome.....Invisible.......Line.......)

Through the night I danced with everybody. Iggy, Evan, Gazzy, Ari, Jeb, Ryan. And Fang danced with my Mom which was a huge shocker, Nudge, Angel, Ella, and the twins which was so cute.

Me and Fang fed each other cake and all that. He pulled down the garter using his teeth. Iggy could not stop laughing. I blushed a deep crimson. That was kind of humiliating but I handled it.

Just as I was finishing my six millionth chocolate chip cookie, Ella and Nudge came running up to me saying,

"We've got to get you dressed for your honeymoon! You're flight leaves in like, 2 hours."

I'm surprised planes even flew this late. It's like, 12:30 already.

I refused to wear another dress on the flight, so Nudge put me in some light gray destroyed skinny jeans, and a plain black top with a low cut V neck. A black beaded necklace and black bracelets and these huge cubic zirconium rhinestone earrings. She let my hair down, and swept the bang to the side while the rest of my hair flew free. I'm comfortable enough to be stuck in a freakish airplane for three hours.

I told Ella we didn't want her coming anymore, but in a nice way! She said they never planned on going anyway. Well then.

I came out of my room and Fang came out of Iggy's looking like the Fang I've known forever.

Black shirt, black jeans, black Converses.

He blew his bang out of his eyes as he walked toward me. It didn't work, so I swept it back for him. Iggy and Ari already put our stuff in the limo and we were ready to go.

"I'ma miss you Mommy and Daddy," The twins miraculously said at the same time.

We each picked up one, kissed their forehead, then switched.

"Bye," Evan said simply.

I kissed his forehead too, Fang gave him stacked fists with him. We hugged everybody, I grabbed a spare nectarine from the fruit table, we hopped in the limo my mom got us and were off.