Hello! Good News! I didn't die! Happy? I know you are all relieved. Even better news? LUNICNDA IS OK! I repeat, LUCINDA IS OK! Thank god right? The fires near me have been controlled and my house is fine. I would have updated sooner but… I was having too much fun playing catch up with Sam… so I stayed with him a few more days than needed. Thanks you all for being so sweet and caring. Made me feel a whole lot better.

Things I would like to address (You don't have to read but it may want to *hint *)

Simplywonderful88- Lol I love it. "I refuse to say her name." I can totally see you like spitting out that part lol. Too funny. And of course what kind of story would this be if I intended on just making it a Fissa and Sax story.. A horrible one obviously. Lol.

Night Wolf- Lol exactly. Does she not understand that poor child would be mocked and ridiculed for the rest if his life? This is why my father threatened to write my sister and I out of the will if we named his grandchild that. Lol.

Tina1998- Lol gees. When someone wants something you sure make it happen. Thanks for all the compliments and your reviews make me smile.

Maxrideanime989- Um. ? I'm not really sure why it would be under two different authors because "True Confessions Of Star Crossed Lovers" and this one are both by me, so yes I meant to put that author's note up on both.. so all my readers would know why I was updating. Lol.

Lol That's that.

One last thing, If you also read my other story "True Confessions of Star Crossed Lovers" *Hint hint..go read.. lol subliminal messaging* I know I said I would update around May 10th but… I have had a lot of things going on.. and I will be out of town all weekend… and the fact that my birthday is that day… I have a feeling I may not get it done by then… sooo lol..sorry.. I will try.. but it's not looking good.. I haven't even really started..soooo… pass it on to your friends and please don't come and flog me.

Ok on with the story (sorry… really short… but hey better than nothing right?)

Disclaimer- I own nothing MR. Lol wouldn't that be an awesome birthday present though? Ha.

Ch 16.

Fang's POV

I was nearly ready to fall down onto my knees and shout HALLE-FREAKING-LUJAH when the bell rang, dismissing us from our second period. Thank God. AP Lit with Mrs. Zeacher was pure torture. I could feel my brain cells dying - almost literally. It was such a relief to be freed; I was this close from actually yelling. But, you know, I'm too macho and all.

Swiftly, I snatched up my notebooks and stuffed them hurriedly into my backpack before slinging it over my shoulder. Shoulder, not shoulders.

Once I made it out the door, I started searching for Max immediately. I really, really wanted - no, needed - to talk to her. Like, desperately needed to. The stupid elephant in the room couldn't've been more obvious if it was shoving it's tusk up my nostril and it's trunk up my ass. I honestly didn't know how much more I could take. I had to talk to her about what'd happened this morning. I had to tell her how I felt.

How did I feel? What did I need to tell her? Well, I needed to tell that that I, well... that I loved her. I guessed I always had - and most definitely always will. And maybe if I was lucky, she'd feel the same way. Hopefully. Hopefullyhopefullyhopefully.

As I walked over to my locker, I went over the list of things I'd have to do in my head. Talk to Max. Easy. Confess my total and undying love to her. Not so easy, but doable. Break up with Lissa. Could possibly result in the loss of my ability to reproduce, but definitely worth it. Live happily ever after.

Yeah, that one was definitely easy.

I kept running over the list in my head as I shoved my notebooks into my locker, swapping them for the binders I'd need for the next few classed. I tossed the last notebook into my backpack, slamming my locker shut. After zipping my bag up, I flicked the lock shut and twisted the knob. As I turned to walk off, I was slammed against my locker - what's with people slamming me into lockers nowadays, anyway? - and my mouth opened in shock.

Furious, I spun around to see who the hell was brave enough to do such a thing - and what the fuck, exactly, their problem was - but just as I opened my mouth to demand who it was, sticky, wet, goo-coated lips crashed onto mine, as if they were eating my mouth.

I tried my best not to gag as Lissa freaking molested my mouth. I didn't respond, hoping that she'd just... just stop her attack. White flag! White flag! Sorry, chick, my mouth is under border patrol and your nasty tongue don't have no green card. Access denied.

I tried to push her away, not wanted to hurt her. Much. Or, at all, I guess, since I'm a gentleman and all. But Lissa wasn't having any of that. Her bone-skinny arms circled me in a vice-like grip, as her tongue continued to dart in and out of my mouth.

Now, Lissa mightn't be the strongest person in the world - in fact, she's quite wimpy - but she was a spoilt brat, and sure knew how to get what she wanted. I tried like hell to wiggle my way out of her grasp, but it was all to no avail. She had me pinned to my locker, her chest smashed to mine.

Freaking hell. Fang, remember all that 'just say no' stuff back in middle school? Yeah, maybe you ought to have thought of that when she asked you out!

As she continued to sexually assault my innocent mouth - um, somewhat innocent - I couldn't help but think of how wrong this whole thing was. How could I have ever actually liked it? Her kisses were sloppy. Harsh. Sticky. Messy. And, most importantly, meaningless. I felt nothing as she kissed me. Not the slightest thing.

No fireworks like they talk about in books.

No electric shocks or tingles that my mom spoke of.

No hint of any weakness at the knees.

Unless she refused to detach her mouth from mine, killing my oxygen supply, I couldn't see any chance of lightheadedness, either.

And I most definitely didn't want her at my side all the time - in fact, I found myself wishing her away more often than not.

There wasn't even the slightest spark between us. I couldn't even remember one when we started going out; all I could remember thinking is, She's hot, or, Great body, or, Pretty hair, or, Maybe she'll help me feel better about Max...

Because that was the thing, I couldn't help but think. She's absolutely nothing - nothing - compared to Max.

Max's lips were soft, moist, and had me yearning for more. When we touched, tingles shot up my arm and my blood seemed to sizzle. I missed her all the time, and, when we kissed, it was the most amazing thing in the world. I felt so... so warm, all over my body, heating me from the inside out when Max and I were together. It was nothing like anything I'd ever felt before; new and exciting and completely terrifying. She made me feel a whole load of feelings that I'd never knew existed, or were possible.

I loved the way her lips moved with mine, and how, when I held her close to me, she fit absolutely perfectly into my side - as if we were made for each other. I loved everything about her.

Subconsciously, my arms circled Lissa's waist, pulling her closer to me as my mind wandered to Max, and that freak-out-worthy kiss we had shared this morning. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to kiss her and experience that all, over and over again. Wanting more, my mind still in a daze, I pulled her close, deepening the kiss. My mind was pulling tricks on me, making me believe that this was Max in my arms. Only when I felt Lissa's body try - unskillfully, might I add - to grind against me did I realize that I was daydreaming.

Quickly, my eyes snapped open and I broke away from her, resisting the urge to wipe her spit from my mouth - that'd be just plain mean. I backed myself up against the lockers, trying to put as much distance between us as possible... but it wasn't much.

She seemed confused for a moment as I glared at the tiles on the floor. I took a deep breath before tuning to face her, opening my mouth to speak. As I did, she cut me off by capturing my lips - yet again. She gripped my face forcefully, leaving me unable to break it off.

After a lot of effort on my part, I managed to turn my heard to the side, right before she attempted to kiss me again.

She 'pouted' - or maybe she was constipated? - and she slid her arms up around my neck, as if trying to seduce me. Sorry, that ain't going to work. Once you've had the best, you never settle for anything less - Max, of course, being the best.

"Lissa," I said calmly, whilst on the inside I was freaking out, "We need to talk." How do I do this? I didn't know what to do. I knew I had to break up with her, though, because I wasn't being fair to either of us. Why string her along when I knew full well that I'd never love her as much as I did Max?

"Why? I can think of much more effective-" yeah, because I so want to get you pregnant; that's not effective, that's screwed up "-and pleasurable-" totally, considering I just love getting lipstick all over my face "-ways of spending our time."

I shook my head, moving to shift her arms from me. "No, Lissa. Stop. Lissa. Stop. This is serious."

Her head snapped up from the crook of my neck to look me straight in the eye. She then fisted my shirt and yanked me forward, eyes blazing. "This doesn't have anything to do with that stupid slut-friend of yours, does it? She's totally trying to get your cock! That's all she wants you for!" Another reason why I should dump her: she's a selfish, self-conceited all-out bitch.

I glared down at her. "Lissa," I managed between clenched teeth, doing my best not to loose my cool. "I would seriously watch what I say if I were you. You have no right at all to talk about Max like that. She's never, ever done anything to you, and she doesn't deserve to be treated like that. She's my best friend. And, in all honesty, Lissa, you are definitely ten times the slut that Max ever could be. So watch what you say, OK?"

She stared at me in shock - possibly 'cause that was the most I'd ever spoken to her at once, or possibly because of the murderous glares I was trying - and failing - not to send to her, or maybe even because I had just called her a slut.

"Did you just call me-"

"A slut?" I finished for her. "Yeah, totally." I crossed my arms over my chest as she gaped - totally unattractively, might I add - and slowly turned a hideous shade of red.

As we stood in a staring match, my mind ran over all the different possibilities of what, exactly, her reaction could be. There was the screaming, the throwing of things, the physical abuse - toward me and Max - the screeching, crying, wailing, and, the worst reaction possible, the kneeing-in-the-groin stint. I could definitely see her do that. Oh, please God, no. Anything but that.

My hands came up to rub my face as I sucked in another deep breath. I decided to take this opportunity to get this over with...

With my palms over my eyes, I said in a muffled, tired voice, "Lissa, I'm sorry. But I think it'd be best if we br-"

I never got to finish the sentence.

Why?

Because the one, the only Maximum Ride herself sauntered up and said cheerfully, "Hey, guys. Wait, I hope I wasn't interrupting something! Was I?"

I groaned inwardly as my hands dropped. Perfect timing, Max.

Fucking hell...

"No," I said shortly, but I doubt I masked the annoyance that laced my words. I knew perfectly well that both girls picked up on it. I looked between them, catching the glares of pure and undulated hate that Lissa sent Max's way. Max, however, barely acknowledged it, the same fake smile plastered on her lips.

"OK. Well, I was wondering if you guys had plans for Friday night! If you don't, I'd absolutely love it if you two could join us on a double date!" she told us. I couldn't help but notice something flash through her eyes as she did. It reminded me of something I'd een a few times before. And, if memory serves correctly, I'm well and truly fucked. That look can mean one thing and one thing only; revenge.

Wait. Screw the revenge - did she just say double date? My eyes widened at the realization, and I tried not to let the fact that my heart was breaking oh-so-melodramatically inside my chest show on my face. But... did that kiss mean nothing to her? Did she seriously feel nothing more than friendship?

And... she has a date? Who the hell is that son of a bitch?

My mental rant was cut short as Lissa smiled bright at Max. "Oh my God! Yeah, we'd totally love to!" she gushed, acting like Max was her best friend. When, in reality, not five minutes ago, she hated Max's guts. I had to hold back a snort as I shook my head inwardly. Two-faced-freaking-bitch. Funny how she has no problem with Max now she has a date...

"Great!" Max enthused, somewhat flatly.

"So," Lissa said, leaning forward. "Who's your date, Max?" This time, I couldn't help but roll my eyes; she was so goddamn nosy. Although I usually loathe this quality, now I found myself thankful of it. I was dying to know who's body I'd be dumping in a deserted alley late that night.

Or, um, dining with on Friday night.

Either one would do.

She caught my gaze, our eyes locking briefly as I tried and tried and tried to show her, through my eyes, all the feelings I'd had for her, built up inside me. She blushed slightly before averting her eyes, letting her bangs fall into her eyes like she always did when she felt self-conscious. It was a look I'd become accustom to, and secretly loved.

"Um, Sam Allan," she said quietly.

I growled deep in my chest, low enough to barely be heard. Lissa didn't notice it, because she was too busy gushing about how 'lucky' Max was. And how 'hot' Sam was. Max, however, heard the noise. She gave me a sideways glance, questions in her eyes, but I just shook my head at her slightly. I was not having this conversation with her now.

I resisted the urge to punch the lockers as Lissa droned on about how lucky she was. I almost snapped when she told Max about how Sam was 'good in the sack'. I seriously almost lost it.

I should've known he'd make a move on her! As soon as I saw him flirting with Max, I should't set him straight. But no, I was too wrapped up in my own life to do anything about it. And now, I guess, I'm paying for it.

Fucking karma.

I was about to voice my opinion and say that I didn't really think this would be a good idea - you know, since minutes ago I was about to break up with this bitch I'd had to call my girlfriend, and announce my love for my best friend since kindergarten - but I was cutt off by the bell. Jesus Christ, could this get any cheesier?

"Well, I gotta go. See you two later! I'll text you about Friday night. Details, you know." Max smiled at me, but I could tell it was only halfhearted, before walking off to her next class.

"I've gotta go, too! Bye, babe, I'll see you later," Lissa purred, her voice disgustingly husky, before she strutted off to class, her hips swinging a little too much.

I groaned aloud before turning around and smacking my head into the lockers. Repeatedly.

"Why - the - fuck - does - this - always - happen - to - me?"

As if my day could get any worse, the final bell rang, signaling that I was late. Great. Just great. I'm late, again. Looks like I'll have another lunch detention. Oh, joy...

I must have really fucked up somewhere in life, because, well, the universe definitely hated me.

Lol you guys are so cute.. you actually thought Fang WANTED to be with Lissa. *sigh* You funny funny people. WHAT KIND OF PERSON DO YOU THINK I AM? Of course I am not pro-Fissa and or Sax. Thats just wrong on so many levels. Haha in this story miscommunication plays a BIG roll into what happens with Max and Fang. Duh. Lol. So next chapter will be the double date. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. I can see so many things going wrong. Can't you.

Anything you wanna see let me know. I'll see if I can work it in. I will probably update again around 15th of May give or take. :)

Now lets see how many reviews this chapter can get shall we? I am thinking 215. Sound ok?

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While I am on a roll also please check out the stories by SailByTheStars. She rocks. :)

Stories by the lovely and talented:

Vivalakatee. (I am currently betaing for her :D)

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~Kenzi (BGC14) over and out!