Me: So, I am getting really attatched to writing Fanfiction. So, Anyone else want to do the disclaimer?

Gazzy: I'll do it! So, Olivia doesn't own Maximum Ride,she just owns this amazing plot.

Nudge: Hey, you're forgetting something!

Me: Oh yeah! So, just for the sake of it, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to undercovernerd12 because they asked me to. And the answers that I recieved to the question of the chapter last time were... Iggy, Gazzy, Max, Fang, and Ter Borcht. If you have any questions about this, read the reviews or message me.

Fang POV

As me and my Gang set up traps (The classics, like wires and flour) I couldn't help thinking about the kiss. Why did she kiss me? Did she like me? More importantly, did I like her?

"Hey! Earth to Fang!" Iggy shouted, waving his arms in front of my face and snapping me out of my stupor. I sighed in annoyance and turned away. He must have noticed a weird look on my face as I thought about the ghost. He got an evil-looking grin.

"Yo, folks! Fang's got a crush on the undead!" He yelled, causing everyone to snicker.

"I do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

I opened my mouth to yell back, and I realized that there was an easier way to end this.

I socked Iggy in the stomach.

Now, I had never hit, insulted, or even raised a hand to harm my gang, but at that moment I was serious. I stood there, proud, until I realized what I'd done.

"Oh, shoot!" I said. "I'm so sorry Ig. Are you o-" I started.

"NO, I am not ok!" He yelled, cutting me off. "If she means so much to you that you would punch your best friend since kindergarten as hard as you could, then go! Go with her! She must mean so much more to you than us, since you #$^*#% punched me!" He was furious.

"Iggy, maybe you should calm down." Ella said in a soothing voice, but she looked at me with fear. Did I really have that much power? Maybe they were overreacting. Yeah, tha- Oh my God is that blood? D-Did I make Iggy bleed? I looked down at my fist. My silver skull ring was dotted with blood. Oh, shoot. Crap, crap, crap. I looked at Iggy in a panic. He stared at me with hard, cold eyes, with traces of pain in them. Then he looked away and clutched his stomach.

I whipped around to look at my crew, and they all stepped away from me. I looked at them all individually, but my eyes lingered on Angel. She was staring at me with both frightened and defiant eyes. Oh, no. Not Angel. Now she hated me, and she shouldn't have seen me overreact like that. Now she was probably scared of me.

I turned around and ran out of the room.

I sat on the master bedroom, holding my head in my hands. Why me? Did I have to punch Iggy that hard?

"What's wrong?" A voice said. I whipped around. It was the ghost! But I wasn't scared of her anymore. I sighed and turned back around.

"My friend hates me because I punched him because he was teasing me about kissing you." I muttered the last part. She came and sat next to me on the bed. Oh, boy.

"You shouldn't let them boss you around like that." She said. "You are their leader."

"Yeah, I know. What's your name, anyway?" I questioned.

"Maximum. Maximum Ride. But just call me Max. My parents murdered me by shooting me once and purposely bleeding me out. It took me days to die, so I was just lying there in pain, waiting to die for a week or two." She said dejectedly.

"Jeez! That's horrible! Who are your parents?"

She bit her lip and stared at the ground. "On second thought, don't tell me. Wait till you can trust someone to tell them a secret. She nodded, obviously happy that I wasn't forcing her.

"So, what do you want to do until your friends calm down?"

"Uh…" I blushed. Wait, me blushing? Stupid Fang! She smirked. She leaned over and kissed me again. But this time, I kissed her back. Time didn't matter for a few minutes, because all that I was thinking was "Whoa."

We were deepening the kiss when the door burst open. We sprang apart to behold the bewildered faces of my gang, staring at us.

Then Iggy cried out, "There's the ghost! Kill it!" He leveled a special ectoplasm or whatever destroying gun, and leveled it at the ghost. Then he pulled the trigger.

"No!" I shouted, and jumped in front of her. The blast hit me really forcefully, and I blacked out. For the second time in a week. Yippee. The last thing I saw was both Max and Iggy rushing towards me, with horrified looks on their faces.

Iggy POV

Ok, so maybe I overreacted. It was only a tiny cut from the ring. But what I did to Fang? That was unforgiveable. When he jumped in front of the blast, I realized my mistake. I dropped the gun and went to push him out of the way, but I was too late. I could only watch as the blast ripped through him, shredding his shirt and creating long, deep gashes on his arms and legs. And when the ghost girl ran towards him, and I also walked in on them kissing, maybe I should have realized that they really liked each other, maybe even loved each other. I would never forgive myself if Fang died, which, at this point, was very, very likely.

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