Hey guys! I had an amazing response to the last chapter and I thank you, reviews make me happy. UPLOADING TODAY BECAUSE I CAN'T ON THE WEEKEND. SORRY!

And thank you um, I'm lazy to look and see who said this, but thanks to the person who pointed out I got the POVs mixed up and what not. Thank you!

Disclaimer- I don't own Maximum Ride, James Patterson does. I only own this idea, which I got because of an embarrassing moment in grade two.

Friday 14
Fang POV

I hate dances. Okay, so I'm going with the love of my life, (dramatic much?) but I just hate dancing in general. And wearing a suit? Ew. Just ew.

I'm not going to describe my tux, it's a tux. You know what a tuxedo is, right? Anyways, it's six thirty ok and the dance is in half an hour. I just have to go pick up Max.

Iggy is going with Ella, Nudge with some guy named Alex, and Lissa is going with Sam, who she is dating as of just a weeks days ago.

Oh, I'm so bored right now, I'm just going to go over to Max's.

Max POV

Lissa is dead. I stare at myself in the mirror. A painful hour of utter torture! My face is like a-a-a model!

She made my hair look nice I'll admit. Big curls in a messy updo and she intertwined purple flowers in my hair. But my face? It's so not me.

She used a black eyeliner, which is okay, but then there was all this "hazy" purple eye shadow and my lips are so red I feel like a clown, except everyone says I look pretty. And waaaay too much blush.

I glance at the clock. I have ten minutes. I can Maxify myself again! I gently, but urgently scrub away the blush, don't need that. I take off a bit off the eyeshadow, it was way too dark. My lipstick job comes straight off and I put on shiny pink lip gloss. I glance at myself and smirk.

"Sorry Lissa, it had to be done." I say smugly to myself.

"What Max? Oh what the-?!" Lissa barges into the washroom at her name. "Max!" She glares at me, but slowly appraises me.

"Okay, that looks better..." She sighs. I take in her dark red lipstick, which suits her but looked terrible on me. She has on a red dress like the one Jessica Lee wears in Good to You but it's shorter, and she has a red choker on.

"You look great too. Sam will be happy." I say as she gasps. "Five minutes and Fang is already here."

"What? I'm not done yet!" I protest. Lissa looks around wildly and grabs my Angel wing necklace.

"Put this on. You wear my purple pumps and-and I think you're ready." She grabs my arms and steers me downstairs to where Fang waits.

Fang POV

Have you read those stories where all eyes turn to the beautiful lady? Well, that exactly happen.

I stared at Max as she came down all beautiful and wearing the necklace I bought her. She smiled as I held out my arm cheesioy and she accepted.

I looked behind me at Iggy who was staring at his date, her baby blue dress looking nice on her. As we all got into the car, I caught Lissa staring at me and she winked. Max saw too.

Max POV

When we entered the gym, the Committee had obviously worked their butts off. Pink, red and good streamers were braided and put around the walls. Fairy lights were stung around the gym and pink balloons floated around. The music was loud and the bass vibrated me.

I would look at Lissa occasionally, only to catch her staring at Fang. I even caught her mouthing, need to talk to you. Sure, a happy Lissa often resembles a flirting one, I just don't know what to think.

Take last week, we were at the local pool, and I only looked away for a second and catch her giving him a back massage! He said he was sore and all, but what do you think?

She has Sam, so I let it all slide out of my mind for the night. Nothing to worry about.

"Wanna dance?" Iggy asked awkwardly to Ella.

"Sorry Iggy, I don't dance." She answered just as awkwardly.

"Great!" Iggy grinned. "Wanna get something to eat?"

"Oh, sure!" Ella skipped off with him, leaving me, Fang and Lissa and Sam.

"Fang, can I talk to you?" Lissa asks quietly. I watch as he nods and they go off to a corner.

"So..." Sam asks, trailing off. "Do you remember me?"

"From what?" I ask as I watch Lissa lean in and whisper something to Fang.

"I used to go to your middle school." He says.

"Mmhmm." I see Fang smile in response and clench my hands.

"Mrs. Gerrits class remember?"

"Hey, wanna be partners?" A blonde asks Max.

"Sorry I'm with..." Max glances around. "Well, I was with someone but now I'm not, so sure."

The project was if food dye will diffuse after in cold water or got water. The answer is hot, but the point of this memory is that they know each other.

"I remember!" I snap my fingers. "You were so funny!" I remember his colour jokes and water jokes, some funny just because they made no sense.

"Great." Sam says. I hear him suck in a breathe. I look over at Lissa and Fang and see her pinching his knee.

"It's nothing." I say to him. He slowly looks at me.

"If you say so." He drinks some of the pop he bought.

"So, how's dating Lissa?" I ask.

"Great, she's a passionate person." I raise my eyebrows.

"I mean, she's not afraid to speak her mind and-what the-?"

I whirl around to where I know he's looking, and get up from the table and run away. Because I can't watch someone else kissing my boyfriend. I left poor Sam watching Lissa kiss Fang.

Mwahaha!

An empty room,
I'm empty too,
And everthing reminds me of you.
There's so many things I shouldn't have missed.
The more that I push and the more you resist.