Awkward things we say: Aunt: You smell nice, what are you wearing?

ME: uh, deodorant... ~between me and my aunt during an eight hour car ride.

Detention. I have three words to describe it: Boring as hell!

All you do is sit in a classroom with a bunch of Neanderthals and bitchy cheerleaders and think about what you did. What did I do? Laugh at a joke? Everyone else was running around like animals just let out of their cages, at least we were going in an orderly fashion... okay, semi orderly fashion.

I sat next to Dylan who almost got us another detention because he doesn't know how to whisper.

Finally, after an agonising forty five minutes of sitting doodling on the back of my Maths homework sheet the teacher let us go.

We all got up and walked out of the stuffy detention hall and began to walk to the gates.

I was heading to the bus stop when Dylan grabbed my arm. "We got out early, why don't we go get an ice cream or something?" Dylan suggested. I agreed since I would be alone at home because everyone else was with their boyfriends.

We walked down the road to the old ice cream parlour that has been there since before I was born (yeah, it's that old).

I opened my bag to get the money out when I realised I left it at home.

"Crap," I muttered. "I don't have any money."

"Its fine, I'll pay," Dylan reassured me.

"No, don't spend your money on me," I said.

"Nope, I'm not taking no for an answer. Now find a seat and park your bum," he told me. I poked my tongue out at him and stormed to the back of the room. "What do you want?" he yelled.

"Something chocolate!" I answered and he laughed before ordering and coming to the table. He handed me a cup of choc swirl ice cream.

I started piling spoonfuls into my mouth in what could only be called graceful if you were comparing it to a pig pen. Dylan laughed again as I finished the treat in two minutes.

"You've got chocolate on your face," Dylan told me. I rubbed around my face but he only shook his head. His hand slowly rubbed against my cheek. I mock glared at him and he smiled. "You look so much like her."

"Uh, like who?" I asked as Dylan looked at me in a disturbing gaze.

"You have the same hair, the same smile; you glare at me the same way. But your eyes, hers are the blue of the ocean," he muttered and started to lean forward across the table.

"Uh, Dylan? Dylan what are you doing?" I asked as his eyes closed.

He leaned further forward and I leaned back as far as I could. But he just kept coming.

I moved a bit further back but eventually our lips came into contact.

I pulled back as soon as it happened but apparently not quickly enough.

"Max?" I swivelled around to see Fang in the doorway. "Did you just-"

But he didn't even finish his sentence, just walked out of the shop and down the street.

I ran out the door after him calling his name but he only picked up the pace. Eventually I was able to grab him arm, he stiffened instantly.

"Let go, Max," He said with a dead voice but just under the surface I could hear the slight hint of pleading.

"No," I answered firmly. "Not until we talk about this."

He turned to face me and I saw the run of tears on his face. I had made Fang, my Fang, the emotionless rock, cry. "Talk about what? About how you kissed another guy?" He asked. "No, I'd rather not."

"Me? What about you? You kissed Lissa," I retorted. I didn't mean to, it just came out.

Fang looked hurt. "You know I didn't want to, she made me."

"Well who says I wanted that?" I asked.

"Because you're Max. If you didn't want that you would have used some form of violence."

"I can't believe that you would think that I would want to cheat on you!" By this time we were yelling, attracting the attention of all the passing people.

"Well I think what I just saw was proof enough."

"You know what? If you don't trust me maybe we should just end it!" I screamed but instantly regretted it.

Fang's face sunk even more but still said strongly, "If that's what you want than maybe we should."

"Fine, so I guess it's over," I whispered as all of the fight went out of me.

"Yeah," He answered.

I felt the tears prickle the back of my eyes but I couldn't let Fang know how much this was getting to me so I sucked in a breath and started to walk to nowhere in particular.

I ended up at the bridge, our bridge. The bridge where we first admitted our feelings, the bridge where we shared our first kiss and the bridge where we first said we loved each other.

I didn't understand. It held so many memories of the one thing that I loved the most in the world. The one thing that I can't live without. The one thing I had just ruined.

But it was also the place where I felt that I could let my feelings go, I could cry and it wouldn't matter because I was free here. I sat down and curled my long legs up to my chest and sobbed quietly.

It was night fall by the time I left. Mum would kill me, I was four hours late and I had missed dinner but I didn't care.

I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to face all of the pitying looks and I didn't want to hear all the consoling words. I just wanted to crawl up into a ball and die. But I suppose all teenagers say that, right?

I can't believe that a few days ago we almost did that, the 'ultimate' display of love and now we've broken up. My thoughts are jumbled but one thing sticks out, my life sucks right now.

I slowly ascended the stairs to the front porch when I realised I didn't have my keys. Scratch that, I didn't have my whole bag. I left it at the ice cream shop. Crap.

I rang the door bell and a in a matter of seconds the door slammed open and I was engulfed in a huge hug from mum.

She led me inside to the lounge room where all my friends came up and hugged me too. I pulled back and looked at the person sitting on the lounge... Fang's mum?

"Max, where's Fang?" Nudge asked.

I swallowed the tears that crawled up my throat as I said, "I don't know, why are you asking me?"

"You mean his not with you?" Mrs Ride asked.

"No? Why, what's going on?" I asked.

"Fang's missing," Iggy said and just like that, in one afternoon, everything good in my life was gone.

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