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FangPOV

"Leaving so soon, Fang dear?" chirped Sam's elderly grandmother as we reached the exit to Sam's house. Iggy and I had just dropped Sam off, and Iggy wanted to leave immediately.

"Yes, Mrs Johnson. We'll come back soon," I replied, smiling at her. She grinned warmly.

She offered us a tray covered in delicious-smelling chocolate cookies, "take one, dearies,"

Iggy reached forward, grabbing a large cookie, "thanks, Mrs J," he said.

We left the house, not sure what to do now. It was too late to go tot he park now but we still had time to do something. We thought for a moment, nothing coming to mind.

"Um..." trailed off Iggy. Suddenly, his phone beeped from the pocket of his jeans. He read it quickly saying, "change of plans, dude. Last minute band practice at Max's," he looked up at me, he shrugged his shoulders and started to walk in the direction of Max's place.

We talked about Sam, then silence. It was a comfortable silence, which I was thankful for. Iggy was one of my best friends, and I could tell him anything. This got me thinking.

"Iggy, I've got to tell you something," I said, stopping my walking in the middle of the path. Iggy turned to me, face in a worried expression.

"What's up, dude?" he asked.

I gulped nervously, "er... I don't know how to tell you this,"

He rose an eyebrow, saying nothing.

I took a deep breathe and said, "Max and I are going out,"

He was silent for a second, letting it digest, then a grin formed on his face, "dude, I already knew that," he turned and kept walking.

I stood there for a momnet, stunned. "wait... what?" I started to walk again, catching up with Iggy easily.

"Fang. Everyone knows. They can tell. When did it happen... Yesturday?" I nodded, "well, yeah. We can tell, we're your friends,"

I shook my head, "o-o-ok,"

MaxPOV

Nudge and Kim were the first to arrive, besides Angel who was already here. Ella wasn't home yet, I don't know where she was.

"Guys, I gotta tell you something," I say, sitting on the floor whil they sit on the soda in the lounge room.

"Yeah, Max?" Nudeg replies, checking her nails of dirt.

Kim looked at me, smile playing on the edge of her lips as if she already knew what I was going to say. Creepy.

"Fang and I are going out," I blurted. There was silence for a moment before Nudge flipped up her mobile, speaking fast into it, "Sarah! It's happened! Where the hell are you already?"

I sat stunned, Kim in histerics, rolling around on her back against the sofa.

"I-i -"

"Ah, Max, you are so slow! We already knew, you know. Everyone does,"

Angel ebtered the room, "knew what?"

There was silence again, Nudge gasping dramatically and Kim's ma=outh gaping like a goldfishs.

Angel flipping her now-dark-almost-black-blue hair over her shoulder, sighing and crossing her arms over her chest, "what?"

Nudge stood up, slowly walking toward Angel, "Angel. What have you done to your hair?"

Angel shrugged, "Max helped me dye it,"

Nudge whipped around to me, "Max! What have you done? Angel's hair was the key to her innocence,"

I stood up, "ok, first of all, that does not even make any sense! And secondly, it's not permanent. Besides, I think it looks great. Angel asked for my help,"

Kim, still sitting down, whispered, "Max. Angel's hair was the prettiest in the grade,"

"God! It's not even Max's fault! I wanted to do it, you idiots, and I simply needed Max's help. Besides, blonde didn't suit me any more," screamed Angel.

Then, my mother stormed into the room, "eh!" she yelled over the noise, getting our attentions, "what's going on here?" she ordered.

"Nothing," said Angel, pushing past her and leaving through the front door. She slammed it behind her, making the whole house shake.

Kimdropped her head in her hands, "Max!"

GazzyPOV

As soon as we got Nudges text explaining band practice at Max's place, Will and I left my house for hers immediately, thinking it was better to pracitce tgoether then individually. We walked the few blocks to Max's large house.

When we opened her front gate, the front door was slammed. I looked up to see Angel. With dark hair.

"Angel?"

She looked up at me, eye wide. Once she realized it was me, her mouth turned into a grimance, "Argh! Not you too!" She started to walk around me before a grabbed her arm. I noticed Max, Kim and Nudge now at the front door joined by Will.

"Let go, Gaz," Angel growled. When I didn't she tried to yank free, failing.

"Angel," I reached in my pocket, "where ver it is you are going," I handed her the cigerettes I had found in her room earlier to her, "you'll be needing these,"

"You're my brother, you're meant to save me," she spat.

I paused for a moment, "We aren't related, Angel. You are no sister of mine," I let go of her, letting her free. When she didn't move, I walked to the house, leaving her behind.