Yes, I know that the last two updates (chapters 47 and 48) where fillers, but it was needed to be done! I am sorry! But, I promise longer, more eventful chapters to come!

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Alrighty, I don't really have much else to say, but please think of some songs as I love using all of your suggestions!

On with the chapter!

FangPOV

"Fangles? Have you seen my tie?" Dylan screeched from his room down the hall.

I groaned, not in the mood to deal with Dylan, "why the hell would I have your damn tie, Dyl?"

There was a paused before I heard heavy footsteps pound on the floorbourds quickly until my brother stopped at my bedroom door.

"I don't know, but I can't find it," he stood in his dress pants, white collar shirt left with it's buttons undone.

"Ok," I turned in my chair away from my notes, "why are you going to the Freshman Dance? Your older,"

He sighed, crossing his legs as he sunk to the ground, "well, Fangles. I cannot bear to miss the fun, besides. I must see my precisous brother perform!" he reached forward and pinched my cheeks. Hard.

I jerked my head away, rubbing my face. I scowled at him.

He stood up, making a 'calm down' geasture with his hands, "what's with you, Fangles?"

I sighed, pinching the ridge of my nose with my thumb and pointer finger, closing my eyes. "Max is not telling me something, and I don't know what..."

Dylan was silent. I felt his hand pat my shoulder, "all will turn out, little brother."

He left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Max. Max. She was the only thing on my mind. Max. Max. I loved her, true. She loved me, unknown. Well, she says she does. I should trust her, but she can't trust me. Whatever is wrong, I will ignore it until after the dance. I had promise Max the best night of her life.

I don't back out on promises, true.

Usually.

MaxPOV

I sat quietly to myself in the chair. Loud voices bounced around the room.

"Oh, my God! I love cheese, too!"

"Have anyone seen my bobby pin? I dropped it..."

"And I was like, hell no! I must have that! And he was like -"

"But I thought the thing started at 7:42!"

"Does anyone want any marshmellows?"

Kim, Sarah, Ella, Nusge, Lissa and Clara all chatted around the room to themselves, busy setting up but no one actually applying make-up or doing hair or anything!. Don't even ask why Lissa and Clara were here, I didn't know myself. They weren't any help, they just sat there doing their nails...

Having had enough of the drama escalating in the room, as well as the volume, I walked out to the kitchen.

I placed my head on the cold bench, sighing. "I hate dances," I murmured to myself.

"What? It hasn't even started yet!" I heard a voice reply. My head snapped up to find Kim standing in the doorway.

I tried to smile, failing. "Aww, Maxy," Kim walked over, arms wide, and embracing me in a tight hug. She rubbed my back, trying to comfort me. "You ok?"

"I have the feeling, you know?"

"I know."

My stomach seemed to be tightening itself, squerming around uncomfortably and making my blood boil and freeze to maximum point at the same time. My hands were sweaty and I felt as if I may start throwing up. Worst of all, I felt as if something bad was about to happen.

And when I feel as if something bad is about to happen, it usually does.

Kim knew this. No one else did. She knew how to make me feel better, but I felt as if there was nothing she could do this time. And she knew it, too.

She pulled back, taking my hand, "come, on. I'll get you ready."

Nudge and Clara were meant to be getting me ready, but everyone else was still busy doing something else. I wasn't in the mood to join them.

Kim asked Nudges mother if we could get ready in her room, and she was fine with it, and offered to help us so Kim could get ready too.

Nudges mother was an amazing lady, a warm heart and beautiful. She helped anyone and was polite to everyone. Like Nudge, but less chatty.

I didn't squirm or wiggle or complain when Kim and Maria, Nudges mum, did my make-up or twirled my hair or ordered me to do anything or pulled and yanked at my eyebrows with tweezers. And I helped Maria with Kim after my hair and make-up was complete. Kim looked spectacular, and she didn't even have her dress on yet!

We thanked Maria, who said we were welcome anytime, and chatted together over to Nudges over-crowded room.

"... and she was like, 'yeah, totally!' What is with that?" I heard Nudge squeal. Lissa's nasaly laugh was heard over everything. I cringed, Kim groaned.

We entered the room, to find everyone sitting on the floor, on the bed, anywhere, still not ready. We were the only ones with our faces complete.

Nudge rose to her feet, "when did you get ready?" she asked.

"Just now," I said. I weaved in and out of everyone, all silent as they watched me walk to Nudges closet. I reached in and grabbed Kim and I's dresses that were hanging there on the coat hangers.

"I recommend," I heard Kim say, "that everyone should start getting ready, as it nearly time to go."

I walked back, the dresses in hand and we left the room to get changed.

"Thanks, guys!" the girls squealed, now everyone on there feet, scrambling around in attempt to get ready in only a few minutes.

Good luck. I thought as we went to go get changed for the night. I was starting to get excited, or was that nervous...?

Argh-a-beg! I hate writing both Max and Fang like this! DX Anyway, please review and PM me your requests and suggestions! Thanks, guys...

PS. There will be more music soon! Sorry, there hasn't been much... 8O