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Shadow: (stares at Hunter strangely) Are you drunk?

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Shadow: Walk in a straight line.

Hunter:Why?

Me: On the subject of reviews, DAMN! I've never, ever had 92 reviews for a six chapter story. THANK YOU ALL WHO HAVE EVER REVIEWED!! And no, I'm not ending the story, just wanted to give thanks. Yum, turkey...

Shadow: Say the alphabet backwards.

Hunter: Z, Y, X, W--

Chapter 7: Love Squares

Max's POV

"So you're saying Max," Shadow started. I braced myself. "That we have to go to Omega's birthday party in an Itex hotel, where, a few floors up, there is an actual lab and you have to go and get a code that we don't know anything about, while I play the guitar downstairs to some new version of an 80's song, right now?" That was one of the longest speeches I've ever heard her say. And the anger was apparent in her voice.

"Yes. Jeb said that it's important so..." I said rummaging through my closet. I found a pair of old jeans and showed it to Shadow but she shook her and pushed me gently out the way.

"Hey!" I protested.

"You're going to a rich fifteen year old boy's party. Not to the store...you don't have ANYTHING in here," I glared at her while she started from the beginning of the rack.

"Well, excuse me. Since when did you become the fashion guru?" I asked.

"Since Chris left," she said simply. I stuck my tongue out at her and flopped on my bed, arms crossed.

"Two questions for you," she said from the depths of our closet. I looked in her direction.

"Shoot."

"Are we almost the same size?"

"Yes Shadow, but I'm not wearing any black." I answered.

"Fine. Anyways, second question," her head popped out of the closet and she stared at me in that sort of, tell the truth, way. "Why did you run from the Fallen this afternoon? Angel told me."

I bit my lip, knowing my answer would probably make her explode. "Um...Jeb told me to...mmph!" At that second, Shadow threw a white tunic and capris at me. I took them off my face and glared at her. She was muttering and I heard her say 'blind faith' and 'stupid'. I tried the outfit. Nope. Don't like it.

"What did you say? And this outfit sucks." Again I was bombarded with clothes. I almost fell backwards this time though. Shadow came out the closet, dusting her hands off.

"I can't say it now. Maybe later, when you don't have voices in your head," she said. "And hurry up. The party starts in a few minutes." I glared at her for the third time today and put on the cropped green jacket and purple top and a white and green patterned long skirt. Shadow nodded in content and handed me green flip-flops. I put them on.

"Perfect. Go with that," she walked towards her vanity and opened a box that had two feathers in them and pocketed them. I nodded, went to my pillow and pulled out one gold and one black feather. Tell you about this later.

"I hate wearing this outfit, but whatever, let's go," I said walking out of our room.

"You look fine in it. We both look nice," she said as I locked the house door behind us. The others were at a friend's birthday party while we were going to a enemy's birthday party. Lucky us.

"That's because you actually feel good in what you're wearing," I said. Shadow was wearing a black fishnet crop-top and gloves with a short black skirt, thin black stockings and brown boots. She rolled her eyes with a smirk on her face and stared walking.

"Since we can't fly there let's start walking now," she said. I caught up to her and went through my pocket, feeling the feathers for comfort as we entered the city.

Here's the dealio with the feathers. According to Jeb, he found us on the street, with nothing on our backs but our clothes. When I woke up, he was there nursing us back to health. All I could remember was the people around me and nothing else. I looked through my pocket and saw those feathers. Shadow has them too. But there's a argument between us regarding them. It's pretty funny according to the others.

Shadow is hooked on the belief that the black feather is "big brother" and the gold feather is "mate". I told her that to me, the gold feather is "little brother" and the black feather is "mate". We got into an argument about but it subsided and now we don't really talk about it.

Max, you've arrived, Jeb said. I looked towards the building and saw a gigantic fancy smancy hotel. All glass and whatnot. I tugged Shadow's shirt. She turned to me and I pointed to it. She nodded and we entered.

"I bet you Sam, Lissa, and Annabell will all be drunk," Shadow said.

"Five bucks," I said and we bumped fists.

"Aren't you glad you didn't come in jeans?" Shadow yelled over the music. She noticed that every girl here was wearing skirts and short shorts.

"Yeah," I yelled. Hey, it would've made me stick out. Which is bad when you're a spy. The speakers were blasting Dance, Dance by Fall Out Boy. Everyone was dancing. I looked around and saw a few people I knew. Then...

"Sky!" Shadow went ram rod straight as the birthday boy himself came over and pulled her into a hug. I chuckled as Shadow reluctantly hugged him back. This was going to get interesting.

"Hey Maxine," Omega said. I inwardly winced.

"Hey Omega," I said.

"My mother told me that your Dad said it was okay that you play up there with us," Omega said pointing to the stage. Shadow nodded and Omega nodded and dragged her off. I looked at my watch. A half hour till show time. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

"Fancy meeting you here," a husky voice said from behind me. I tried not to jump and turned around to face Fang. He was wearing a black button up shirt and black jeans. Grr...lucky boy.

"Fancy...no. Luck...yes," I answered. He smirked.

"Do you want some punch?" he asked. Hmm...I was a bit thirsty.

"Sure, why not?" I said. He went over to the punch table. I scanned the area again. No sign of Sam. Good.

Fang came back with two glasses of punch. I took one and started to drink some. And immediately regretted it.

Because at that second, I saw Lissa and Sam dry-humping each other.

And for all those who don't know what that is, it's when two people are dancing uberly close to each other and someones butt is rubbing against the...front part and, well, you get the point.

Anyways, all of the juice that had went into my mouth went out and I started choking. 3 words were running through my head because of the whole Sam and Lissa thing.

No it's not SHE'S A WHORE!!!

Or, THAT FUCKING BITCH!!

It's more like THAT'S FREAKING DISTURBING!!!!!

I felt Fang patting my back as I tried to regain my breath. I breathed in and out and straightened up. Fang was staring at me with...concern? Since when was he concerned about me? There must be something in the drinks.

I could almost hear Shadow next to me saying Well Max, it's a fifteen year old boy's party which has no adult supervision. Do you think the drinks are going to be unspiked?

"Are you okay?" Fang asked. I nodded. "What was that about?" I pointed in the direction of the two humpers. Fang looked in the direction and he blinked.

"Wow," he said simply. I looked at him surprised. I thought he actually liked Lissa. He looked at me.

"Lissa was too talkative and I don't know...chipper? Perky? Preppy? Prissy? I don't know the word for it," Fang said. If Shadow were here she would say--

"Bitchy. That's the word," Fang finished. I looked at him in mild shock. That's exactly what Shadow would say. And says quite often. I looked back at the two whores and sub-consciously smiled deviously. Things were definitely going to get interesting.

Shadow's POV

"So Sky," Omega said dragging me towards the stage. I gritted my teeth. This was so not working for me. "Have you ever preformed in front of people?"

"Yeah. Every so often." Not anymore. I shut that thought out. It still itches me that I couldn't go to the club anymore.

"And you play lead guitar, not bass?" he asked dragging me into the instrument room backstage and handing me a guitar. I played the scales and he smiled and sat next to me. I played a simple tune and Omega started humming, tapping his foot. When I finished Omega looked at me solemnly.

"That was beautiful," he said. I shrugged and turned back to the wall. Something stuck in my mind. A shadow near the door...

Immediately, I turned back to the door.

And accidentally, my lips crashed into Omega's.

Hunter's POV

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" I asked Fang. We walked into Omega's party. Everyone was dancing in some way, shape, or form.

"Yeah Hunter. Just go play the bass or keyboard or whatever you're playing," he said. I rolled my eyes at him and went off to the backstage. I entered the hallway which lead to the instrument room, since I was playing bass and doing backup vocals. I heard music...a guitar...but it was being played so softly...a melody...someone was humming, a male. But I feel like I've heard that tune before, but from where?

I walked to the doorway and there sat Sky with the guitar.

My eyes widened in surprise as I watched her. She was full of surprises. She stopped and I felt a longing for more.

"That was beautiful," Omega said. I looked and saw him, sitting next to her. I blinked and rubbed my eyes. I hadn't noticed him there. Sky shrugged and stared off at the wall again. But in the next second, I saw her tense and she looked towards my direction.

And her lips mashed into Omega's. I felt myself step away from the door. What the hell? Why did she...how could she...how dare she...?

Why do I feel this way?

I quietly stepped back and saw them there, still kissing. I shrunk from the door, the blood drained from my face.

I feel so sick.

"Hey Brian," a voice said. I looked and saw Annabell, walking down the hall, stumbling as if she was a bit drunk. Wouldn't surprise me...

Hunter, concentrate on your mission, Jeb or, as I call him, the Voice, said in my head. I rolled my eyes. I so hated him. Even if he was me and Ari's father.

"Brian," Annabell drawled out. "I love you. So much." I inwardly laughed. People say the stupidest things when they're drunk. Annabell staggered and looked into the room.

"OH HELL NO! BITCH! GET OFF OF MY MAN!" Annabell screeched. I winced, looked in and saw Annabell smack Omega, and glare at Sky. Okay, weirdness.

"You dirtied him you slut. Now you can have him," Annabell said, sounding like a six year old. She stumbled off. Sky stared after the drunk, her face slowly contorting with anger. Omega slowly touched his cheek.

"Five minute break now," he said and Sky stomped off. I went after her.

Max's POV

Not thinking (as usual) I went up to Sam and tapped him on the the shoulder. The boy turned around and the smile that he had dropped faster and I think he had shit his pants when he saw me and Fang, arms crossed, glaring.

"Um—uh...it's not what you think," Sam said. The slur was obvious in his voice. Damn. I hope Lissa and Annabell won't be drunk. Or drunker than usual.

"Oh really?" I snarled. Let's play pretend! I pretend that I really cared for him. And I can break up with him here and now. Point for me. "What does it look like?"

"I don't know...do you know Lissa?" he asked. They stopped dancing and looked at us.

"NICK!!!" Lissa shrieked and threw her arm around Fang. He stiffened.

"Get off me," he said. She stepped away hurt written all over her eyes.

"B—but I thought you loved me," she said. Well, she's drunk.

Max, Jeb warned but I immediately shut him out. I didn't want to hear it.

"LISSA! OMG I HAVE THE LATEST!" I heard Annabell scream. She came towards us.

"What is it Annabell?" Lissa asked.

"That bitch and Omega, kissing! He and Brian are MINE! SO SHE BETTER BACK OFF!" Annabell got louder so now everyone around us was staring. And I lost five bucks. Crap.

"Excuse me? Look who's talking, the head bitch herself," I jumped and whirled to see Shadow glaring at Annabell, with Hunter behind her. Wait, if I heard and processed the information correctly...Shadow and Omega kissing?

Whoa. That's beyond freaky. And I should know. I have wings people!

"Okay, what's going on? There's more people here than there was before," Sam said. I rolled my eyes and flicked his head.

"Ow! That hurt! Have you been working out? Or was that a bee?" Sam said.

"A BEE!!! BEE-OTCH! Get it? Bee-otch? Ha ha!" Lissa said, cracking up.

"Way to be the only one laughing at your own joke," Shadow said. Hunter, Fang and I snickered and Lissa went quiet.

"I think you're funny," Sam said.

"Oh really, Sammy? That's so sweet," Lissa said kissing him. Which brought me back to my issue.

"We're over Sam," I said. Sam's eyes widened.

"No baby. That no right. How about you get me Sundays, Tuesdays and Fridays while Lissa gets me Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays?" Sam said.

Oh hell no. That did it!

I heard Fang growl but ignored it. I smacked Sam, trying not to use my superhuman strength. He still hit the floor. Now, officially, everyone was staring.

"What are you? High too?" I asked.

"Wouldn't doubt it," Fang muttered. What's with him? Whatever. I have other things to worry about.

"Everyone!" Omega's voice echoed through the room. Everyone quieted. "Will the band members please come to the stage? Thank you." Shadow's eyes met my own before she turned and left. I knew what that meant.

It was super spy time.

Hunter: C, B, A. All done!

Shadow: (snore)

Me: Okay long chapter. And as Max said, the next chapter is super spy time. So yay! And a song in the next chapter. Double yay! And more pairings will become apparent in the the next chapter (cough cough) Shanter and (cough cough) Fax but there is a bit more Shanter than Fax (cough cough) Okay so review:)