It only took him till Biology to confront me which I thought it was pretty good. Ms Thomson was lecturing us on some sort of cell or something, I was sure I'd already done it so I didn't bother paying attention instead I zoned out thinking about how long it would take him and then of course I started panicking about it, it was fifth period and he still hadn't said a word so I started thinking that maybe I'd misjudged his character and then of course in time to stop my panic attack Fang passed me a note.

You gonna tell me what the hell you were doing on Friday? I glared at him for good measure before quickly scribbling a reply feeling extremely relieved.

I'm not sure why it's any of your damn business.

He shook his head.

Are you going to tell me?

And why exactly would I tell you anything?

Ok, your tough undefeatable charade is really getting old. Just tell me. It's not like I'm gonna tell on you.

That earned him a very hard punch in the arm. You are one to talk aren't you?

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Oh don't give me that, I've never once seen you with anyone besides Nudge and Iggy and let's face it they don't know you. They know who you want them to know. You wanna talk about armour? Look in the mirror

He didn't say anything else for the rest of the lesson. Man I hope that didn't backfire on me.

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"You think it was a good idea?" I asked Iggy pointing my chopsticks at him.

He gave me a disbelieving look, "You're kidding right?" he sighed, "You are possibly the only person that has managed to even get this far with him. Nudge and I both know its pointless trying to get him to open up. That's possibly why they chose you to do this." He shrugged concentrating hard on picking up some of his food, "I give him two days before he cracks."

I chuckled, "You're rather certain about that aren't you?"

"Yep." He nodded growling when he got a lap full of Chinese.

Nudge's P.O.V.

I was coming out of seventh period when Fang came up to me, I was a little surprised to say he least I mean he hangs out with Iggy and he's ok with me but he doesn't usually voluntarily come up to anyone. He had a folder under his arm and realisation dawned on me.

That was the file I had given him last week with all Max's info.

"Hey Nudge." He said in an emotionless voice. "Came to give this back." He said holding out the folder. I was rather surprised to find the red piece of tape with stars on it still holding the folder closed. He hadn't even opened it. That was rather interesting.

"You didn't read it?" I asked taking it back and shoving it into my backpack.

He shook his head and walked off without another word. Ok? Max would love to hear this.

Max's P.O.V.

Iggy and I were having a food war when Nudge ran in with a thick folder in her hands. "You won't believe it!" She gasped dropping the folder down on the table. "I gave this to Fang a week ago and it's still closed! He didn't even open it!" She babbled on but my Nudge filter caught the important pieces and blocked her out completely when she started on the totally random topic of lady bugs. Don't ask me because I have to clue.

Fang didn't open the folder? I was so sure he'd do it just to have something against me…interesting.

I stayed up late that night trying to figure out why his curiosity hadn't gotten to him. He had it right there at his fingertips, everything about me he needed to know and he didn't even peek? There was most definitely something wrong with this guy.

Next day Fang was totally silent, he didn't badger me about Friday nor did he snap at me about my comments that I constantly made. Ok time to figure out what was wrong with Fangy-boy.

I was on my way to English when I caught sight of Fang's colourful wardrobe. He was taking a book out his locker and no one else was in the hall.

"Why are you ignoring me?" I asked my voice lined with criticism.

He didn't look at me but shut his locker, "Why exactly do you care if I ignore you?" he said boredly walking off.

He really did not want to mess with me; I was in a bad mood because I was confused. I hated being confused and trust me it did not happen very often. "It's hard to irritate the hell out of you if you don't react." I stated simply.

"I don't get you, you know that?"

"Eh, no one does." I said with a shrug.

"So remind me; why are you talking to me again?"

"I'm bored."

He stared at me in total disbelief before rolling his eyes. "Whatever." He mumbled opening the door to English and getting a disapproving glare from the teacher.

We're gonna have to speed this up, he's getting on my nerves.

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I grabbed Iggy's bag yanking him into the classroom, he spun around, dagger in hand and aiming for my throat before I could blink. I countered it and had him on the ground under my pumps in a second. "Hey Igs." I cooed sweetly and he huffed.

"Show off." He grumbled standing up. "What's with the attack?"

"He's being damn difficult so I need you to keep him after school."

Fang's P.O.V.

Iggy and I were coming out the empty school after he took a full twenty minutes to figure out that his Biology project was wedge between two of his books. What do I put up with? Iggy was scrolling through the music on his I-pod, he wanted me to listen to something when I heard a familiar angry voice around the corner.

"Get your (Insert swear word here) hands off me!" She hissed, "Touch me again and I will deck you." She snapped.

"Aw come on babe." Came a gruff voice thick with an English accent.

What was going on? I left Iggy who was concentrating on his I-pod so he didn't notice that I'd left and turned the corner.

Max was pressed against the wall glaring daggers at the guy from the party and another tall bulky guy.

The guy from the party reached out but she pulled back like she'd just been burned, "Leave me alone." She ordered which made the two guys laugh.

"Aw com on Maxie, we both know that you wouldn't even try so why don't you just behave and come back to my place." He reached out again forcefully gripping her upper arm.

she started struggling against his hold and that was when I'd had enough.

"Get your hands off of her." I snarled and the guys' eyes landed on me.

The guy from the party looked me up and down before he busted out laughing gripping Max tighter making her wince "Isn't that sweet? You're little emo boyfriends come to save the day Max."

"Don't touch him." Max replied with an even harsher tone.

"Gimme one good reason why I'd do that babe." Then he pulled her in and kissed her forcefully she shoved him back eyes burning with pure hatred.

"Now why don't you just go home little boy."

"Fang just go, I can handle this by myself." Max interjected and the bulky guy chuckled.

"Fang? You're kidding right? Oh man we're gonna have fun with this one." He boomed looming over me in what I guessed was meant to be a menacing way.

Third person's P.O.V.

"You don't want to do this." Fang spoke calmly and Max kept her eyes on him wondering how this would play out.

She had given the guys full permission to beat Fang up but obviously not too badly. The poor guy didn't stand a chance.

Ryder found this highly amusing, he'd promised Max he wouldn't go too hard on him since she needed him alive but that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun.

Damien, Ryder's hosen partner for this lunged at Fang who immediately shot out of reach, managing to get a sharp punch in the gut causing Damien to keel over coughing and groaning.

Ryder shook his head, admittedly Damien wasn't exactly the best of fighters but he'd figured that if they were both brilliant fighters Fang might get a little suspicious. He internally snorted when he thought the boy's name.

They fought for what seemed to be years to Max who stood by idly impressed at how well Fang was doing. Well that was until Ryder backed him into a corner and he was as good as dead.

"Any last words Fang?" Ryder grinned like a Cheshire cat and something inside Fang snapped.

He'd been able to control his urges since it had happened so why did he feel so angry and humiliated? It was only Max after all and he didn't care what she thought but he'd lost control and he knew there was no going back so he let it happen, the familiar and soothing warmth flooded his back and they shot out, ripping through his shirt and hoodie, spreading out as much as they could in the corner he was in. with one powerful beat of his massive black wings he was up in the air, his hard boots making contact with Ryder's face with such force Fang could hear his jaw shatter.

Ryder dropped to the ground unconscious but he hovered for a moment fully taking in what he had just done and the extreme consequences that would follow.

Dropping back down smoothly he chanced a glance at Max who was staring at him with eyes like a doe in the headlights and her mouth agape. "You-you have wings!" she breathed before collapsing. Nothing could have prepared her for that, no amount of briefing or training could change her reaction. The boy she was meant to assassinate had wings! Well at lest I know what they want… was her last thought before losing consciousness.

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