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Ms Thing-ma-bob cam around with a hat the next day in class, collecting everyone's papers. You could just tell by the atmosphere that no one wanted to do this obviously afraid that whoever got their secret would figure out who wrote it. I contemplated asking Fangy-boy what he'd written cause I doubted he would have put I have wings on it but you never know, he is a very strange boy. The second time round I took a piece of paper and boredly read the piece of paper I had gotten.

Oh wow, you're so hard done by I thought sarcastically shoving the piece of paper in my pocket.

"What you get?" Fang murmured softly enough that the teacher who was still handing out the papers didn't hear.

"Breast implants." I rolled my eyes knowing exactly who it was. "You?"

His nose wrinkled, "You really don't want to know."

I chuckled at his expression, "So what did you write?" I asked and he half glared at me.

"Not sure why it matters." He said and I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Alright class! Let's all go outside and set these secrets free!" The teacher said dreamily –I really should find out what her name is…nah that would actually take effort.

With a loud groan everyone lazily got up and walked out the class with Ms What's-her-name in the lead. We all put the pieces of paper into the balloons and inflated them with helium and let them go. Once we were all done the teacher said we could just chill out outside for the last few minutes of class. Not a good idea on her part.

"Right, I'm out." I told Fang heading off towards the parking lot.

"Where you going?" he asked grabbing my arm.

I stared at him like he was stupid and he glared at me. "I have better things to do." I stated.

"You're seriously going to ditch school?" he asked and I snorted.

"Seriously?" I said, "What kind of teenager are you?"

"Do you care about anything?" he enquired and I gazed at him questioningly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I demanded and he set his eyes on me.

"Let's face it Max, you don't care about anything. You obviously don't give a crap about school and I'm pretty sure no one around here wants to go within a five foot radius of you." He explained and I just gaped at him. "You have some serious communication issues because I don't think you've ever been able to say something nice to someone and you obviously think you rule the whole frickin world. I hate to break it to you, but your not that important."

"You say I don't care about anything Fang," I hissed now thoroughly pissed off, "but I've only been here a few weeks and from what I can see Iggy is your only friend and I bet the only reason you even hang around with him is so that you don't feel like a complete loser, you're grades aren't the best either if I can remind you and you're also alone so. You. Have. No. Right. To. Judge. Me." I spat venomously eyes sending him a deadly glare.

I saw a flash of pain on his blank face but I didn't wait for him to day anything else instead I stormed off leaving everyone outside staring after me wondering what I was doing.

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He's an arse, you did the right thing. I told myself a few hours later when I was on the couch with a bucket of chunky-monkey and dressed in my favourite pj's. I was debating with myself whether or not I should go over to his house and apologise, it would be best if I did but I was still extremely angry at him don't ask me why he had me so riled up but I just couldn't get over it. I hadn't been this out of control of my emotions since I was twelve.

He's a pigheaded emotionless rock who had no right to even judge my persona. He needs to get over himself. I stated but then that traitorous part of my mind decided to chip in. what if it isn't because he's judging your persona? What if you're so angry at him because he's struck a little too close to home?

I could feel my stomach sink when I realised that stupid little voice was right.

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Why was I even here? Beats me, all I know is that after my little revelation I felt the sudden need to apologise to Fang.

I debated on just doing it the normal way and by that I mean knocking on the door and apologising but when have I ever done it the normal way? So here I am having picked his lock and merrily walked in without a care in the world. Where was Fang? You might ask, well Fang was somewhere in here I just didn't know where. Now as I was contemplating what I was going to say I realised that I was not good with words and confronting Fang would not only be extremely mortifying but possibly might ruin my cover. I heard the shower on when I went upstairs and knew that I had a few minutes before he came out. I picked up a piece of paper and grabbed a pen scribbling something down quickly and placing it on his pillow so he would get it but when I glanced down my eyes landed on a mess of papers scattered all over the floor and in the trashcan. I picked up one of the papers and read through it quickly eyes growing wide when I realised what it was. I shoved it into my pocket and dropped the piece of paper with my apology on Fang's pillow. I was finally getting somewhere and I knew one more thing about Fang. He didn't just happen to have wings he grew them on himself.

I know, im a terrible prson for not updating and I'm sorry guys but the creative juices kinda just stopped and I didn't know what to do! This is a totally random chapter but there you go. I hope it's ok! Oh prewarning I am on camp for a week and won't be back until next week Saturday which mean si'll probably only update on Monday but at least I have a good reason! Wish me luck, I'm heading to camp with red and purple hair. That should be interesting…lol.

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