Umm WOW. What else can I say? You guys are AH-MAZING. I was only looking for about two to three reviews on that last chapter and you gave me like 14! You literally made my day! Keep'em coming! I wasn't going to update today because I was super busy but I just couldn't leave you guys hanging after you all were so friggin fantastic in your reviews! And now I will go into my usual ramble about my day which you all don't care about but I'll say it anyways. My team won our tournament! WOO-HOO! And tonight my team took part in something called Glory Gang. Truly life changing. We got to give presents to kids who can't afford Christmas. They broke my heart into pieces. They were all so grateful and wonderful and I felt blessed to know them. It felt really good to give them a Christmas when they're own parents couldn't afford it. OKAY! End of ramble. Back to the story. This chapter is a bit CLICHÉ! You have been warned and I apologize if you feel like Max gets a bit OOC! I did my best…. Let me know what you think in your reviews!...

KarleeRay

I survey myself carefully in the mirror, feeling vulnerable and exposed. The dress is tight, my hair is curled and the girls went to town with the makeup. Who is this girl looking back at me? The girl with shiny dark hair and long tan legs? The girl with smoldering smoky eyes and an arrogant smirk? She's beautiful, fierce, dangerous. I've never seen her before.

I turn away, feeling in a daze.

"Fang is going to freak!" Carter squeals, applying lip gloss to Ella's pouty lips. Carter fluffs her dark hair with her hands and I eye her and Ella with envy. They look gorgeous, way better than I could ever dream of looking.

My mom and Nudge enter the room then and begin showering me with praises that I pay no attention to.

My stomach begins to knot as everyone rushes around my room, making sure Carter, Ella and I look perfect before Austin gets here to take us to the dance. What if Fang doesn't like the dress? What if he laughs at me? I feel kind of ridiculous… what if he thinks I look ridiculous too?

I exhale deeply as the doorbell rings out the through the house. Nudge comes bursting back into my room. "Austin's here and Fang and Iggy are waiting downstairs! It's go time! Let's go go go!" My mom and Nudge usher us older girls out of my room, chattering about how gorgeous we all are. Blah. Blah. Blah.

I stop at the top of the stairs, letting them all go ahead. I just need a moment to breathe.

"Ta dah!" I hear Nudge scream downstairs. There's a moment of silence and then, "Maaaaaax! You ruined the grand entrance!" She comes barging back up the stairs and before I even have time to run, she latches onto my arm, dragging me downstairs.

"Alright! Alright Nudge, I'm coming," I grumble and she lets go of my arm but keeps a suspicious eye trained on me.

I take a deep deep breath as I step down the last step of the stairs and turn into the living room. For a moment, I swear my heart stops beating. There's only Fang and I, nothing else matters. His eyes bore into mine, literally taking my breath away. I watch as his jaw goes slack, just slightly, so slightly that I'm sure no one but me notices. My eyes trail over his every feature, the messy hair, the olive skin tone, the all black suit that Nudge and Mom forced him to wear, and his eyes…. God, his eyes. Nuff said.

Fang recovers first, coming towards me with a small half smile on his face. He doesn't have a corsage like Austin and Iggy do, and silently I thank God for that. I would have to kick his butt if he got me a corsage. Instead, he carries a single blood red rose. He takes my face into his hands, his eyes wandering over every part of me, and then he places the rose behind my ear. "You are beautiful," He whispers, leaning down to kiss my bare shoulder. I blush and pull away, smiling at him.

"Pictures!" Mom screams, and I am instantly snapped back into reality. I groan out loud and she gives me a disapproving glare. "Only a couple, Max."

"Fine," I grumble, and when she is done taking the pictures, I demand to see them before we leave.

Fang and I, well, Fang and I looked badass, plain and simple. With his all black suit and my black dress, we hardly looked like someone that you would have the balls to mess with. We looked fierce, dangerous, and strikingly stunning. We looked like a power couple, I realize with a start.

"Okay, okay, are we gonna go or what?" I ask, trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice.

Carter gives me a teasing look. "Lighten up, Max. This'll be fun," She trills over her shoulder, walking expertly in her high heels towards the front door.

"Sure," I mutter in response and follow them out.

"This is impressive," I admit as we enter the cafeteria at the school where the dance is being held. The main lights are off, leaving only the rainbow colors of the disco ball to light the way. Glancing around, I see that the dance floor is already completely occupied with gyrating bodies, most of whom are dancing sincerely inappropriately with someone of the opposite sex. My nose crinkles in disgust. Hoes will be hoes.

"Food," I croon, catching sight of the long food table tucked away at the back of the room. Ella and Carter roll their eyes and then head to the dance floor.

Iggy wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "My lady wants to dance," He jokes and then him and Austin turn to go out on the dance floor.

I give Fang a look, daring him to ask me to dance. "To the food it is," He decides, and when I grin, he gives me an amused smile and hooks his arm around my shoulders. My eyes roam over the massive food table eagerly, and I don't hesitate to grab a plate and fill it to its maximum capacity.

I find Fang and I a place to sit and eat on the floor. We stay there for at least an hour, making fun of some of the dancers, laughing and playing around like big goofballs. Eventually, though, I get bored just sitting and watching. I stand, holding my hand out to Fang.

He raises his eyebrows in question. "Come on. Let's go walk," I tell him. He follows me without comment as I lead him out of the cafeteria. Technically, we aren't supposed to be roaming the halls, but there's no one around to stop us.

For a while, we just walk the empty halls, talking and laughing, but when we pass the entrance to the gym, I just can't help myself. I barge inside, laughing, and head straight to the back where the fighting equipment is.

"Max, you know we aren't supposed to be in here," Fang tells me. I slip off my uncomfortable shoes and hike my dress up to my upper thigh so that I can launch proper kicks.

"We won't stay long. Promise," I say, positioning myself in front of a punching bag. Fang sighs and lies down on the ground, his eyes tracking my every movement as I start to warm up, throwing soft punches and then hard punches at my punching bag.

"You know most girls wouldn't consider this a fun time," He chimes in, some five minutes later, just as I'm starting to throw in my kicks.

"Well I'm not most girls," I retort, not stopping in my quick sharp movements. "And you knew that when you started dating me, so you don't get to complain."

"Oh believe me…. I am not complaining." Something in his voice makes me stop and look at him. His eyes trail over my entire body and his expression tells me he likes what he sees…. alot.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Do you have any idea how….. sexy you look right now?" He finally asks, and I roll my eyes.

"Don't be dumb, Fang," I mutter, going back to my punching bag.

"I'm not," He says and suddenly he is right behind me, roughly grabbing my shoulder and backing me up into the wall. "You're driving me insane."

I try to hold back my blush. I fail. His lips find their way to my collar bone and there's something different in his kiss, something more urgent. He works his way across my skin, to my neck. "Have I ever toldyou how amazing you are?"

"mmm… tell me again," I murmur, my own breathing becoming labored in anticipation.

"You. Are. Freaking. Amazing," He grounds out and then gently bites the skin on my neck. I can't hold back the gasp of pleasure that escapes my lips. That did me in. My hands come up and yank him off of my neck, forcing his lips onto mine. Suddenly, his suit is really annoying me. My hands force him out of his jacket and I expertly undo the buttons of his shirt, all without breaking the kiss. I know. I am so talented. After a moment, I notice Fang's hands lingering around the zipper of my dress. I pull back, breathing hard and look into his eyes. Then I nod. Fang wastes no time getting me out of my dress. His eyes and hands roam hungrily over my body and I hardly even notice the fact that I am only in a strapless bra and underwear. Fang takes me by surprise, breaking our kiss to throw me onto the ground. In an instant, he is on top of me, his lips finding their way back to mine. Urges that I didn't even know I had, come rising up inside of me. God, I want him so bad. As if in the blink of an eye, suddenly Fang's pants are off. It is then that I snap back to reality. What the ….? We're in the freaking gym.

"Wait," I gasp as Fang's hands go to his boxers.

He looks up in surprise. "What? You want to stop now?"

I look him in the eye, making sure he knows how bad I want him. "Not here," I whisper. He quickly agrees, seeming to just now realize that we're still in the school also.

So long inappropriate story short, we caught a ride home and snuck up to my room immediately to finish what we started in the gym…. And we did. And it was amazing. Fang took things so slow, not pressuring me into doing anything I didn't want to do and being extremely careful not to hurt me too badly. It did hurt, but I've felt worse and the pain was almost instantly replaced with a pleasure I had never felt before. Our bodies worked with each other, moving completely in sync. It was perfect. Amazing. Words can't describe it.

I am more in love with Fang now than ever before.