Sad face. I had this written as my A/N at first, "Anybody proud? :D I'm updating, and it hasn't been a ridiculously long amount of time!" I had most of the chapter written, so I was all excited. Unfortunately, my computer got a virus and then I got really busy in all of my classes. In fact, I should probably be doing homework instead of reading this right now. :/ In any case, here's the update.

To Midge 1012, I thought about that. Then I thought: people that aren't afraid to go that far, are probably not afraid to go that far in school/get caught. I mean, why would Ari care? He's just in school to waste time, meet girls, and be a bully. Besides, Max hurt his ego.

Disclaimer. I've gotten so lazy with these.

I dropped Iggy's jacket in his lap and took a seat at the empty lunch table. He looked up in surprise before grinning.

"Thanks Max!" I gave him a wary nod. He seemed way too enthusiastic. He looked about to say something else, but Fang took the seat across from us, and he looked away before throwing a gloomy "hey" in Fang's direction.

Fang didn't answer. He didn't even nod in Iggy's direction. Instead, he glared at the table angrily. I leaned forward, trying to catch his periphery. He ignored me. I was starting to wonder what the table had done to him. I was also feeling a tad sorry for the thing. It was suffering.

"Dude, what's your deal?" Iggy finally asked.

"What's my deal? What's your deal?" Fang scoffed.

"Er… I don't have a deal?" Iggy answered, his eyebrows furrowed in puzzlement. Fang transferred his glare from the table to the confused boy sitting in front of him. "Besides, I asked you first." He added smugly.

"What happened after Math today?" Fang snapped, sparing a glance at me.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play stupid, you're not that good of a liar." Fang looked like he wanted to punch his friend in the face.

"Look man, I think you should talk to your girlfriend about that one…"

Fang blinked, his version of complete surprise, while I sat up straight in my chair. He paused for a moment, hesitation on his face. "Max and I are just friends." I attributed the sinking feeling in my stomach to the cafeteria food.

"That's not what she told me after Math." Now I wanted to punch him in the face.

"You talked?" Fang let the idea distract him, rounding on me. He looked elated –and not just Fang-wise. I couldn't look at him. Unfortunately, I could still see him deflate from the corner of my eye. "Well, I suppose I should have seen that coming. Why would your first words be to Iggy?" He tried not to sound too crestfallen, but I knew him too well to pretend like I couldn't tell.

"She doesn't talk to you either?" Iggy asked, sounding completely surprised. Fang was staring at his food with unnecessary concentration, while I tried to look anywhere but his disappointed face. Fang looked at me for a moment, but didn't answer him.

A depressing silence found its way to our table until the rest of our friends showed up. They seemed to pick up on the discomfort though, so conversation was strained and awkward. I picked at my food until a wad of paper flew through my line of sight and into my mashed potatoes. I plucked it delicately from the fluffy, white, chemical, food-like substance and wiped the residue onto my rough, cheap, flimsy napkin before unfolding it.

"Max, do you like Iggy? I know you were alone with him earlier today, and he seemed weird afterward. I won't be mad. I promise. –Ella"

After my shock passed, I desperately resisted the urge to roll my eyes. The awkward conversation continued, and it seemed as though no one noticed her throw the note into my food, or me reading it, yet. I met her apprehensive eyes, and raised an eyebrow before shaking my head 'no'. She exhaled in relief and I actually did roll my eyes. A blush filled her cheeks and she looked embarrassed as she began to concentrate on her food.

I glanced at Fang, to see him watching our interaction with silent curiosity. He met my eyes across the table, and a slight smirk played across his lips. I wondered what might be going on in his head at the moment, and why his mood was suddenly so improved. I felt a smile creep across my face.

"Hate to interrupt your cute little moment, but I need to talk to Max for a second." My momentary smile pulled into a grimace as Lissa's nasally voice washed over the dull cafeteria babble.

"Yeah, I'm sure that's on her list of top priorities." I glanced at Iggy in surprise, to see a familiar look of disdain.

"Shut up, Spikey-hair!" She snapped. Iggy snorted.

"Wow. What an insult…Red-hair!" He burst into a fit of giggles.

Her scowl continued to deepen. Finally, it seemed as though she couldn't take it anymore. "I'll talk to you later, Max." She snapped, before stomping off.

I rolled my eyes and focused on my food again.

Sorry for the ending. I know it's not very good –but I couldn't really think of a better place to stop! I feel like this story has gotten just a tad dull, but no worries! I'm going to try and dedicate myself to catching up on all of my stories in the next month or so, so keep an eye out for more updates!

Also, I'm going to try and start replying to all of my reviews. Not the ones that say things like, "Good" or "Update". I'm going to try and reply to the ones that use at least a sentence. This isn't a bribe to get you to say more. I just feel like, if you're going to take the time to send a sincere review, then I should spend the time to respond. It's not that I haven't wanted too, but I get so overwhelmed sometimes. ANYWAYS, I'm not going ask you to review for this chapter, because I don't feel like anything significant happened. I'm just letting you know for future reference.

Thanks for reading!

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