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FANG: Sorry we haven't updated lately, the details are in the next chapter! Now read *twinkles fingers*

***MAX POV***

Something was going on with Fang. I don't know what but this morning he didn't give me my morning hug and now he's sitting across the row and two seats back with Iggy but I knew one thing, I was going to find out what has gotten into him.

"Angel, do you mind if I go talk to Fang?" I asked as she rambled on about how inconsiderate my cousin is. Notice when he's done something wrong he's always my cousin instead of her boyfriend.

"Fine, just leave me to be a loner," She huffed. I rolled my eyes at Your Royal Highness of Drama and slowly seat hopped to Fang.

"Are you avoiding me?" I asked as I sat next to the dude with the rice, man he shows up EVERYWHERE!

"Are you avoiding me?" He asked in a solemn voice.

"I asked you first," I fired back.

"Well I was born first!"

"You were not, I was! Learn your freaking months and tell me what the hell I did to piss you off!" I yelled. When I looked around to see everyone was looking at me and then, surprise, surprise, Angel burst into tears.

"I'm not avoiding you, Max, you're avoiding me," Fang whispered.

"Oh, so everything turns back to m- Wait, since when have I been avoiding you?" I queried.

"Uh, I'm pretty sure running away from my hugs is classed as avoiding," He answered.

"I was not avoiding you! In case you haven't noticed, one of my best friends is an emotional wreck," I told him as I gestured to the sobbing Angel who was being comforted by Ella. "And she needs looking after."

It wasn't a complete lie. Angel was an overemotional nutcase but I was also avoiding him... let's just ignore that second fact.

"Really?" He said and when I nodded he pulled me over onto his lap. "I'm sorry," he muttered. "I just figured-"

He didn't get to finish because I had brought my lips on his. I pulled back after a few seconds. "Don't apologise, you did nothing wrong," I assured him but the guilt gnawing at my gut from the lie I told didn't cease as he wrapped his arms securely around my waist.

I stood out the front of the home economics room.

Yes, I'm going to cook and no, I'm not going to blow anything up... I hope. But if I do, at least Iggy and Gazzy will be proud of me... I'm serious, they watch all the action movies just to see something go poof.

I pushed the door open and headed to the mini kitchen.

When I walked in everyone else was at an area ready to start. Ms Long, the teacher in charge gave me a disapproving look.

"Your late," she hissed through rotted teeth. "Now hurry up and get to work before I kick you out."

I rolled my eyes as I walked down the rows of small kitchens. Everyone had a partner except for a boy with blonde hair.

He was new; I knew that much but his name was lost in the chorus of others that I heard at the new comers' assembly. I walked up to the work table he took residence at and gently tapped him in the shoulder. He spun around and smiled as his blue eyes caught mine.

"Hi," He said. "Max right?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I asked.

"Well it's not hard to forget the name of such a beautiful girl," He winked. Was he flirting?

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend, er... I'm sorry, I don't know your name," I apologised.

"I'm Dylan," He answered and held out his hand. I put mine in his and he brought it to his lips. "But you can call me... anytime." (AN: hush, hush any one? No... awkward...)

"Mr Guther-Hagen, you know the rules, no PDA's. It's your fathers rule, is it not?" Ms Long sneered.

I raised my eyebrows. "Your father is Dr Guther Hagen? As in our crazy science teacher? That Guther Hagen?" I asked.

"Uh-huh," He said, rolling his eyes.

"Aw, does someone have daddy issues?"I asked in a baby voice.

"What? My dad? The one you just referred to as crazy, which is correct by the way? What issues could I possibly have with such an... erm, unique man?"

"True," I shrugged and went back to the lesson.

If anyone has sat through an introductory of cooking you would all know that it is a complete and utter waste of time!

I mean, I'm not the best cook in the world but I do know how to work a freaking microwave! Okay, rant over. So the moral of this very short story is that Ms Long is a sucky teacher. We clear? Good.

One thing that was good about this whole time was Dylan. We passed notes, telling the other about ourselves and all that jazz. It wasn't like talking to Fang or Ari or even Gazzy (don't forget Iggy but that's for a completely different reason), it was like starting from the start. I could choose not to tell him about all the embarrassing things in my life because he wasn't there to see them all. It was new experience for me; I haven't had a new friend since mum adopted Nudge eight years ago. It was kind of exciting.

The bell ran signalling the end of the day and you could almost hear all of the sighs of relief from the bored students.

"Wow, someone must have it in for us," Dylan muttered to me. I suppressed my full on laugh to a few giggles and even that earned me a glare from Ms Long.

"Does something about my class amuse you, Ms Martinez?"She spat.

"No, Miss," I managed before I unleashed a train of hysterical laughter.

"MS MARTINEZ THAT IS A DETENTION!" She Squawked only making Dylan start laughing too. "DETENTION FOR YOU TOO MR GUTHER HAGEN! Shall I make it another?"

We stopped laughing and walked to the front of the class to get our pink slips of paper.

"Oooh, pretty penmanship," Dylan admired as we fetched out bags.

"And it's PINK!" I added as we walked towards the exit. We laughed some more until we came to the gates.

"Well I have to go pull my crazy, work addicted father home now," Dylan sighed.

"Isn't there a staff meeting tonight?" I asked.

"Yes, but he's banned from those," Dylan explained and I wondered if he was actually serious. "I guess I'll see you in detention tomorrow."

"Okay, bye," I called as I walked towards where I was supposed to meet Fang.

"Hey!" I yelled as I ran over to Fang. He didn't say anything though, just pulled me into a slow and steady kiss.

The gnawing of guilt at my stomach returned and I slowly eased away. "What was that for?" I asked.

"I dunno, I just saw you and knew I needed to do it." My heart jumped a bit at how sweet what he just said was. Fang, the emotionless rock, was finally showing his true feelings in public, he didn't care that there were at least ten students watching us now as he pulled me into a hug.

"Guess what?" Fang said as we started to walk. "I got an A on my geography assignment."

"Cool, I met a guy," I told him before I realised my words. One of Maximum Martinez's maximum screw ups right there...

But Fang didn't respond like that, he didn't chew my head off about it, he only slipped his hand into mine and said, "You know I trust you, I know what you meant."

I let out a sigh of relief as I squeezed his hand. He squeezed back and I almost forgot about what happened two days ago... almost.

ME: FANG I HATE YOU!

NUDGE: Why?

FANG: because I sold all her sugary foods on eBay

ME: *glares*

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