Be My Escape Chapter 13: Dance Drama, a maximum ride fanfic

Max

It's been a few days since Fang and I have been "dating" and tonight is the dance. I have a confession that I highly doubt will shock you: I've never been to a school dance. So I'm actually really nervous. The great Maximum Ride nervous? I know, it's pitiful. It's all Fang's fault, if he hadn't been sweet enough to buy me this gorgeous dress, and I didn't have to pretend to be his girlfriend, I wouldn't be in this terrible situation...Wait, I came up with the idea about pretending to date so technically I share blame as well...crap.

Anyway, here I am all dressed up for the dance, waiting with Ella for Iggy to pick us up.

"Max, are you sure you don't wanna wear any make-up?" Ella asks for the fiftieth time. It was a nice gesture at first but I got tired of her asking the same question after the tenth time. Now I'm refraining from strangling my well meaning but at this moment annoying sister. See what stress does to me? It's terrible.

There's a knock on the door and I fling it open to see Fang waiting on the other side. He looks well, really good. His shaggy hair is combed out of his eyes and he's wearing a black suit with a midnight blue tie that matches the color of my dress.

Ella runs out the door to Iggy's car and Fang and I sorta just stare at each other.

"You look beautiful." He says.

"You don't look so bad yourself." I reply.

We don't say anything for a bit.

"So, what have you been doing since school?" He asks.

"Getting ready, avoiding Ella's make-up attacks." I answer.

"So I'll bet you were very happy to see me." Fang smirks.

"You have no idea." I say. "I hate make-up attacks." I shudder.

Fang smiles. "You don't need it."

I look down so Fang can't see me blush.

"Shall we?" Fang asks, holding his hand in front of my face.

Iggy honks the horn impatiently.

"Looks like we have to." I reply.

Fang holds my hand and I blush, his hand is relly warm; I like it.

The car ride is terrible but that's only expected when Nudge is in the car going on and on about all these guys she wants to ask her to dance.

"We should have walked." I whisper to Fang.

He smiles and nods.

The dance really isn't too much better. Especially when we're greeted by Lissa and Brigid. They're wearing matching pink strapless dresses that look far too low cut and far too short for a school dance but I guess you get away with looking like that when your Daddy's the principal of the school.

"Hey Fangy, do you think you could give me a second chance? I'm really super sorry." Lissa says in a pouty voice.

"No thanks, I'm here with Max, my girlfriend." Fang says calmly.

Lissa looks outraged. "How could you choose her over me? What does she have that I don't?" She demands.

"Where do I start? Um, she has the decency to not show up practically naked to a school dance." Fang retorts.

Lissa turns as red as her hair and I have to bite my tongue not to laugh.

"Come on Max, let's go dance." Fang says, leading me off to the dance floor.

"Fang?" I whisper.

"Yeah?" He asks.

"I can't dance." I say.

"Me neither, this should be fun." He chuckles, amused.

I just laugh at our predicament. Oh well, it's not like either of us give a crap about what most of the people here think.

Fang

The dance is great. Max and I are showing off our horrible dancing skills and laughing it up together. Then the DJ starts calling for volunteers to sing a song and guess who skips over to the stage? Lissa.

She skips up there and says, "This song is for a special boy who will always and forever be my Fangypoo."

"Well this should be interesting." Max comments.

I just groan.

"I'm going to be singing 'Want You Back' by Cher Loyd." Lissa announces.

"Not this song." Max groans.

"It's terrible isn't it?" I ask.

"Very. Just wait." She answers.

Lissa looks right at me and starts singing:

"Hey, boy you never had much game,

So I needed to upgrade, Dylan walks on stage and poses

So I went and walked away-way-way,

Now, I seen you been hanging out

With that other girl in town Lissa points at Max

Looking like a pair of clowns, clowns, clowns

Remember all the things that you and I did first?

And now you're doing them with her?

You got me-got me like this

And now you're taking her to every restaurant?

And everywhere we went-come on!

And now you're taking her to every restaurant?

You got me-got me like this

Lissa skips off stage over to Max and me. Max clenches her fists.

Boy you can say anything you wanna

I don't give a shh Lissa puts her finger to my lips and I take a huge step back.

No one else can I have you

I want you back I want you back

I want-want you want you back

I broke it off thinking you'd be crying

Now I feel like shh looking at you flying

I want you back I want you back

I want-want you want you back

Lissa starts skipping around Max.

Please, this ain't even jealousy

She ain't gotta thing on me

Trying to rock them ugly jeans-jeans-jeans

You clearly didn't think this through

If what I've been told is true

You'll come crawling back like boo-hoo-hoo

Remember all the things that you and I did first?

And now you're doing them with her?

You got me-got me like this

And now you're taking her to every restaurant?

And everywhere we went-come on!

And now you're taking her to every restaurant?

You got me-got me like this

Lissa steps in front of me and keeps trying to shove herself against me while I awkwardly move away.

Boy you can say anything you wanna

I don't give a shh

No one else can I have you

I want you back I want you back

I want-want you want you back

I broke it off thinking you'd be crying

Now I feel like shh looking at you flying

I want you back I want you back

I want-want you want you back

Oooh, oooh, I thought you'd still be mine

When I kissed you goodbye uh-oh-oh-oh

Oooh, oooh, And you might be with her

But I still had you first uh-oh-oh-oh

Remember all the things that you and I did first?

And now you're doing them with her?

You got me-got me like this

And now you're taking her to every restaurant?

And everywhere we went-come on!

And now you're taking her to every restaurant?

You got me-got me like this

Boy you can say anything you wanna

I don't give a shh

No one else can I have you

I want you back I want you back

I want-want you want you back

I broke it off thinking you'd be crying

Now I feel like shh looking at you flying

I want you back I want you back

I want-want you want you back"

By now Lissa is back on the stage, her routine over and says, "I want you back Fang. Don't you want me back?"

"No." I say, shaking my head.

Then Lissa goes way too far and tries to kiss me. I jump out of the way and Lissa falls into the punch because the food table was conveniently behind me. Everyone laughs except for Lissa who shrieks in anger.

"Fine Fang! Be that way! You know I'm better though because I sang a song for you and Max didn't! I'll bet she sounds lousy anyway!" Lissa yells.

"Please, you sounded like a cat getting ran over by a lawn-mower. I've heard Max sing and she sounds way better than you do." I say.

"Really? Did you hear that Max? Why don't you go prove it?" Brigid says.

"Fine, I will." Max says, marching up to the stage.

I walk over by the stage and smile at her. She smiles back and says, "Hi everyone, I'm up here because my awesome boyfriend ran his mouth and got me challenged to a sing-off." Max smirks at me. "Remember Lissa's uh interesting performance? Well, that's my competition. I'm gonna sing 'Give Your Heart a Break' by Demi Lovato."

I start applauding.

Max laughs, "Thank you Fang."

Then she starts singing:

"The day I first met you

You told me you'd never fall in love
But now that I get you
I know fear is what it really was

Now here we are
So close yet so far
Haven't I passed the test
When will you realize
Baby, I'm not like the rest

Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to waste
So let me give your heart a break, give your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah

On Sunday you went home alone
There were tears in your eyes
I called your cell phone, my love
But you did not reply

The world is ours if we want it
We can take it if you just take my hand
There's no turning back now
Baby, try to understand

There's just so much you can take
Give your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah

When your lips are on my lips
And our hearts beat as one
But you slip out of my fingertips
Every time you run, whoa-oh-whoa-oh-oh

Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong

Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to waste
So let me give your heart a break
(Let me give your heart a break)

'Cause you've been hurt before
I can see it in your eyes
You try to smile it away, some things you can't disguise
Don't wanna break your heart
Maybe, I can ease the ache, the ache
So let me give your heart a break, give your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break

There's just so much you can take
Give your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break (your heart), your heart a break (a break)
Oh yeah, yeah

The day I first met you
You told me you'd never fall in love

Iggy jumps up on stage, takes the microphone from Max and asks, "So, who did you all like more? Lissa?"

He waits for the applause and only a few people clap, namely Dylan (who is currently dating Brigid now), Brigid and Lissa.

"Who likes Max?" Iggy asks.

Everyone cheers.

"Thank you." Max says.

Gazzy steals the mic from Iggy and yells, "In your face Lissa!"

Lissa gives off an angry shriek and storms off, followed by Brigid and Dylan.

Max jumps off the stage and grins at me. "That was fun."

"You did great. You sound like an angel." I tell her. It's true.

"Thanks." Max says, blushing a little.

Ella and Nudge run over to us.

"Max that was amazing! I got it all on video and I think I'm gonna put it on YouTube because you sounded really great so you might get discovered. You should sing more often because you're relly great! Can you perform at the other dances too? Because if you did that would be really awesome! And mmph!" Nudge says as Iggy puts his hand over her mouth.

"Nudge, breathe." Iggy says as Nudge removes his hand from her mouth. Then he turns to Max, "You did really great Max."

"Thanks." She says.

Then a slow song comes on and Nudge squeals, "Oh my gosh! I love this song!"

"Nudge do you wanna-" Gazzy starts.

"Yes! Oh my gosh! Yes!" Nudge says, dragging Gazzy to the dance floor.

"Poor Gaz." Iggy muses.

"Why poor Gazzy?" Ella asks.

"Because he doesn't get to dance with you." Iggy replies, leading her to the dance floor.

"He read all those cheesy love novels Ella gave him. They have greatly altered his personality." Max comments.

"That seems to be the case. Or maybe love changed him." I say.

"Have you been watching Oprah?" She asks.

"No. It was just an idea." I say, laughing. I think love is changing me because I love you Max. I think.

Well, there's the dance. No worries, there's lots more surprises and twists coming up. Anyway, thanks for reading my fanfic and special thanks to those who reviewed the last few chapters!